Above the ancient, weathered White Jade Battle Platform, two figures faced each other from afar.
Across the vast mountain range, not even a pin could be heard dropping. Utter silence reigned.
After all, in the eyes of over ninety percent of the experts in the Central Mountain Range, the outcome was utterly beyond doubt: one was at Late Spirit Grade, the other a Quasi-Saint.
After a brief silence.
"Since I'm your elder, and technically your clan uncle, I'll let the Young Clan Leader make the first move."
The head of the Mo Branch still had some dignity to maintain.
Though he wanted to salvage some face for his branch after its two consecutive defeats, he couldn't bring himself to strike first against a junior of his clan who had yet to reach Immortal Grade.
"Sure, sure. Thank you, Head of the Mo Branch."
Mu Chen nodded enthusiastically. This clan uncle really was a good man—so reasonable.
That meant he could use all the big moves that needed time to charge up.
With that, the Young Clan Master wasted no time in forming a hand seal.
He first slapped the back of his head. Two strands of mysterious spiritual light shot from his crown, hit the ground, and rolled, transforming into black-and-white versions of Mu Chen—external avatars whose power and cultivation were completely equal to the original.
The Daoist Sect Divine Ability, One Qi Transforms into Three Purities!
Several human race elders recognized the technique created by the Daoist Sect's Heavenly Emperor.
They couldn't help looking puzzled. So what if there were three Late Spirit Grade experts?
Against a Quasi-Saint, ordinary tactics based on overwhelming numbers were completely useless.
Having entered the Three-Unity Realm, Mu Chen sensed the gazes fixed on him from the shadows. His expression remained calm as he