"Uh, what's this—"
The sight before him stopped Jin Yuanbao in his tracks.
He had been about to ask Ye Yun how he had lost to Xuanyuan Wudi back then.
But in the blink of an eye, Ye Yun had entered the True Martial Tower.
Jin Yuanbao was not the only one stunned. Everyone who had been talking was dumbfounded by Ye Yun's move.
It took quite a while for them to recover.
"Did I see that right? That kid at the Ninth Revolution of the Core Elixir Realm actually entered the True Martial Tower?"
"That's right! I saw it too!"
"Does anyone know who he is? I don't think I've ever seen him in the core region."
"Heh, looks like this final showdown is going to be quite a spectacle."
Every martial artist present grew curious about Ye Yun, and talk of him broke out all around.
Jin Yuanbao, still rooted to the spot, finally shook off his shock.
As he listened to the martial artists discussing Ye Yun, he felt something he could not quite put into words.
It was as though they had all agreed to watch a show, only for one of them to step onto the stage.
Gazing up at the towering True Martial Tower, Jin Yuanbao had a faint feeling.
This final showdown might take an unexpected turn.
While everyone was talking about Ye Yun, he had already arrived in the space inside the True Martial Tower.
Ye Yun surveyed the room before him, which resembled a spacious training chamber, and raised his guard to its utmost.
He braced himself for any change that might come.
"Challenger, submit ten thousand True Martial Hearts, and the challenge will officially begin!"
An ethereal, ancient voice sounded beside Ye Yun's ear.
The next moment, an illusory