Amid the terrified cries of the people in the plaza, Ye Xiu's vision went black, and his consciousness faded away...
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar gorge.
Seeing the blood mist swirling all around him, Ye Xiu did not even have time to inspect his surroundings before circulating his spiritual power to shield his body.
Elder Su had turned heaven and earth upside down?
As he surveyed the area, Ye Xiu's heart remained unsettled for a long while.
What he had witnessed earlier had shaken him too deeply. It was the first time he had directly faced the pinnacle of power in this world.
Though he did not know Elder Su's exact cultivation, the fact that he could preside over this advancement tournament showed that his cultivation was certainly no weak matter.
Could high-level cultivators truly achieve such a thing?
Long ago, Ye Xiu had never truly grasped what it meant for cultivators to move mountains and fill seas. Even when he had relied on the phantom image to confront that outer sect elder, the pressure the man gave him had merely been one of being impossible to defeat. It had never reached the point where, as now, Ye Xiu could not even summon the will to fight.
Blood mist pervaded the surroundings, while above, that scarlet blood moon continued to cast down its crimson radiance.
Looking up at the blood moon, Ye Xiu felt as though he were standing naked beneath someone's gaze, seized by an intense sense of discomfort.
Only after he wrapped himself from head to toe in a black robe did that strange feeling ease somewhat.
Drawing his spiritual power back into his body and confirming that nothing was amiss, Ye Xiu took a deep breath and hung the identification