The Sword Stuns All Present

Gao Xian and Yu Wuji's battle was decided in the blink of an eye.

If one truly counted the time, it had probably lasted less than a single breath.

Yu Wuji, frozen into an ice statue by the Mysterious Underworld Divine Light, was now utterly despondent. No matter how highly he had estimated Gao Xian beforehand, he had never expected such an outcome.

Gao Xian had not even activated a dharma artifact. He had simply used his mana to crush him head-on. Worse still, the man had used mana of utmost yin and chill, sharing the same origin and nature as Yu Wuji's lunar yin mana.

With the two compared side by side, the gap in their heights and strengths could not have been clearer.

Even Yu Wuji's Nascent Soul was frozen by the Mysterious Underworld mana. Otherwise, he truly would have wanted to detonate his Nascent Soul!

Gao Xian smiled and cupped his hands toward the ice statue. "Daoist friend, you let me win. You let me win."

The allotted time was nearly up. Gao Xian flicked his sleeve, and Yu Wuji exploded on the spot into hundreds and thousands of shards of ice...

Spiritual light flashed, and Yu Wuji appeared before the great hall. The gazes of all the cultivators within fell upon him at once. Through the water mirror, they had all heard of the wager between Gao Xian and Yu Wuji.

Such a thing was exceedingly rare at a Dharma assembly, naturally drawing everyone's attention. They had all felt that Gao Xian was being too arrogant and overconfident, and none knew how this battle would end.

No one had expected Yu Wuji to lose so cleanly. Had the two not made a wager beforehand, it would have looked as though Yu Wuji had deliberately cooperated with