A Battle of Wits

(The previous chapter number was incorrect. It should have been 174.)

The Thunder Clan was located within the Heavenly Thunder Mountain Range. In a sense, that region had already left the bounds of the Central Plains, making it quite remote. Even a Dou Saint could not reach it in a short time.

Moreover, the eight ancient clans all lived in independent spaces created by Dou Di. Without a member of the Thunder Clan to guide them, even a Dou Saint would have difficulty finding the entrance to where they lived, let alone entering it.

Of course, that applied to ordinary Dou Saints. A peak Dou Saint like Xiao Xuan could easily tear through the spatial barrier and enter directly.

After all, at Xiao Xuan's level, he was qualified to contend with a Dou Di. On top of that, the body he had condensed anew this time was better and stronger than his previous one. At present, exchanging twenty or so moves with a Dou Di should not be a problem for him.

Thus, he did not need to expend any effort against the already greatly weakened spatial barrier of a Dou Di's independent space.

Today, the Thunder Clan, one of the eight ancient clans, was holding its once-in-a-decade grand competition. Preparations alone had taken over a year. The finest members of the Thunder Clan's younger generation had gathered, and not only were the elders present, but even the clan chief had attended to personally preside over the competition.

The enormous plaza was packed with people, with over a hundred thousand gathered there. Their cheers shook the heavens, making for an exceptionally lively scene.

At the highest seat of the main arena sat a man like an iron tower. His skin was slightly dark, and his visual impact was incredibly powerful.