"When Guangchengzi began cultivating, you, Kong Xuan, might still have been nothing more than a wisp of origin. Yet you dare swagger about today? Truly laughable!" Yuanshi declared.
"Is that so? Guangchengzi began cultivating so much earlier than my disciple Kong Xuan, yet his cultivation can only match his. Is this what you call exceptional talent?" A voice that made everyone tremble rang out.
At some point, a figure had appeared in the hall.
The instant he appeared, everyone held their breath. Even the Saints dared not act rashly.
Such was the awe commanded by Lin Tian, the First Saint.
Lin Tian's gaze passed over the others and landed directly on Yuanshi.
With that single glance, Yuanshi's body sank lower. An invisible pressure bore down on him, making even his face twitch.
However, Lin Tian did not press Yuanshi too hard.
After briefly teaching that shameless fellow a lesson, Lin Tian strode toward the upper end of the hall.
Haotian dared not remain seated and hurriedly rose.
He yielded the Jade Emperor's Throne to Lin Tian.
Lin Tian settled into the seat.
With an unruffled smile, he looked at the many immortals below.
"Today, you are fortunate enough to witness my disciple pit himself against Yuanshi's. What a fateful opportunity!"
"Let me see the abilities of this esteemed disciple Guangchengzi, then. After all those extra years of cultivation compared with my disciple Kong Xuan, just what divine abilities has he mastered?"
The immortals all wore rather odd expressions.
They watched intently, their gazes moving back and forth between Guangchengzi and Kong Xuan.
If the two truly competed in magical combat, things would become far more interesting.
Yuanshi's expression grew even uglier.
With Lin Tian seated above him, he dared not act presumptuously.
Caught between advancing and retreating, Guangchengzi looked toward