Magical Duel

"Magic duel?"

Shang Yuanxin and Shang Kongzhen were both aghast. "The Patriarch actually wants to duel this man? Doesn't that mean his divine abilities and magical power are already enough to threaten a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator? He's a figure on the level of the Lame Immortal?"

"Oh?"

Fang Qing gave the Shang Family Patriarch a deep look. "Since Fellow Daoist has invited me so sincerely, I would be remiss to refuse..."

"Haha... please!"

With a sweep of the Shang Family Patriarch's hand, the Great Void split open at once. He stepped inside, and his figure vanished in an instant.

Fang Qing shook his head and likewise entered the Great Void.

Only Shang Yuanxin and Shang Kongzhen remained, staring wide-eyed at each other.

"Alas..."

Shang Kongzhen could not help but sigh regretfully.

He had originally wanted to observe a duel between Nascent Soul Great Cultivators, but the Patriarch had not intended to bring him along at all.

As for Shang Yuanxin, because he stood too low and knew from the start that he had no such chance, his mood was much calmer. Only his eyes shone faintly. "Nascent Soul! The coming war between the righteous and demonic paths will be perilous beyond measure. I must achieve Nascent Soul first!"

The Great Void was hazy and indistinct.

The Shang Family Patriarch's black robes fluttered as he traveled ahead, his surging aura filling the void.

"Hmm?"

But when Fang Qing followed after him and even walked shoulder to shoulder with him effortlessly, the Shang Family Patriarch was genuinely astonished.

Even if the other party possessed a spatial spirit root, he himself was a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator, able to come and go freely within the Great Void.

He had originally thought he would need to wait for the other