As soon as those words fell.
Everyone present erupted into an uproar. This was no joke. Great Xia had not seen an all-out decisive battle between two sects in a very long time, especially one involving Golden Core Peak cultivators, who basically existed only as deterrents.
They did not make moves.
They were all old men with little lifespan left. Every time they acted, they consumed what remained of their lives.
Even the six Golden Core Peak elders seated at the center of the plaza to maintain order could not help but be moved. One of them looked at the Warhammer Sect's sect master without joy or sorrow.
"Fighting is forbidden outside the Capital City."
"I know the rules."
The Warhammer Sect's sect master smiled and nodded. "I'll wait until they leave the Capital City before making my move."
Seeing that the Warhammer Sect was not joking, the Liu Family members from the Hidden Families seated in the audience also began to grow restless. They exchanged glances, then hesitantly took out their Voice-Transmission Rings and sent the news back.
Just then—
The second arena battle began.
This time, Chen Qiu's opponent was once again at Foundation Establishment Peak Great Perfection. He bore several injuries and seemed not to have won his previous battle easily.
The instant the countdown ended.
Before Chen Qiu could make a move.
The man at Foundation Establishment Peak Great Perfection suddenly pulled out a longsword and plunged it into his own abdomen, viciously twisting it several times. Only then did he collapse at the edge of the arena, rolling around in agony. Several breaths later, he raised his head and looked at Chen Qiu with pleading eyes, his voice trembling from the pain.
"Senior, could you... send me on my way?"
"Why haven't I entered a