Just as Tuoba Tian and Wu An were preparing to discuss a countermeasure.
The already formed Sword Qi River changed once more.
In an instant, the power of heaven and earth within a five-mile radius surged madly toward Li Qinglian.
Under Li Qinglian's control, this power of heaven and earth rapidly fused with the Sword Qi River.
As the power of heaven and earth merged into it, the Sword Qi River's might rose at an astonishing speed.
Faced with this new change, unease flashed through the eyes of both Tuoba Tian and Wu An.
They each had a premonition that if they failed to withstand the Sword Qi River's attack, death might await them.
Confronted with such grave consequences, both Tuoba Tian and Wu An fell into a state of anxiety.
Neither could guarantee that he would successfully withstand the Sword Qi River's attack.
For a moment, the same thought surfaced in both their minds: Why not simply forfeit the match?
The moment this thought appeared, it immediately spread through their minds.
Yet even so, neither Tuoba Tian nor Wu An could make up his mind to abandon this match.
They both knew very well that this was not merely a competition—it concerned their future martial paths.
If they forfeited this match, they might never be able to travel to the True Dragon Continent and behold its sights for the rest of their lives.
For the rest of their lives, they would be trapped in this remote and impoverished Land of Seven Kingdoms, until the day they died of old age.
At the thought of such a scene, the urge to give up was immediately driven from their minds.
If they had a choice, they would rather die in battle on this arena today than wait for the day they