The Old Quarry west of the city was cleared within half an hour.
Qian Renxue personally circled the grounds. Only after confirming that every mountain path was guarded did she land on the highest stone platform. Huyan Zhen followed her, stroking his beard when he saw the two men in the basin below.
Golden Crocodile Douluo had not fought in public for many years.
Aside from a few elders, only authorized sect representatives and the Golden Generation were allowed to watch today.
Yan, both arms still wrapped in bandages, squeezed in beside Xie Yue.
"Do you think Elder Bai can win?"
Xie Yue did not answer. He was watching Bai Jin below. Bai Jin walked around the grounds, touching the rock wall with a finger at regular intervals.
Light from his skull bone sank through his fingertip into the mountain.
After setting the last Void Anchor, Bai Jin dusted off his hands and returned to Golden Crocodile.
"Senior, let's agree on one thing first. If we smash any houses, we split the cost."
Golden Crocodile glanced at the bare rock walls around them.
"There are houses here?"
"Someone keeps bees behind the mountain."
"You've thought pretty far ahead."
Bai Jin took off his sunglasses, folded them, and tucked them into his breast pocket.
"Honey's expensive, after all."
Golden Crocodile gave a low chuckle.
The next instant, the rock beneath his feet sank in one solid slab.
Golden light spread across his skin. Scales armored his shoulders and back, and his hands suddenly became thick, powerful claws. Nine Soul Rings rose beneath him. When the final Red Soul Ring unfurled, every speck of dust in the basin flattened against the ground.
He unleashed his Level 98 Soul Power without holding anything back.
Bai Jin's coat hem streamed behind him.
The air