The Battle Begins

For a moment, Nangong Cheng felt something stir within him.

That the friend from years ago was now completely on a different level from him.

Although he had felt this way when they met again at the Elephant Mountain Sect Ruins, this time, the feeling was far stronger than before!

Nangong Cheng understood

that as his friend continued to advance, the lamentable thick wall between them would only grow ever thicker.

"Who will win? Of course I think it'll be Xuan Tianxing! He's already an unparalleled prodigy among the Immortal Sect's inner disciples, receiving the finest teachings in the Immortal Sect. He even has a cousin who's an Immortal Sect Dao Child. Now he's grasped True Intent as well—no matter how you look at it, he has the advantage!"

"I don't agree. Though Shen Changchuan came from a lesser background, how could a prodigy who emerged from such a remote region be lacking? He even defeated Lin Wushuang head-on in the grand competition to take first place. Besides, Xuan Tianxing may have improved during this time, but who's to say Shen Changchuan hasn't improved as well?"

"Hmph! Rumor has it that Shen Changchuan merely stepped in dog shit and stumbled upon a heaven-defying opportunity, allowing him to grasp the Power of Space. And he only beat Lin Wushuang, who had likewise grasped the power of True Intent at the time, through sheer luck."

"A person like that merely enjoyed a moment of good fortune. Once his opportunity runs dry and the tide recedes, he'll naturally fade into the common crowd! Just watch—the further they go, the more that fellow who rose through luck alone will be left behind by a true prodigy like Xuan Tianxing!"

The people around them discussed heatedly, arguing back and forth over who would ultimately win