The strongest figures in Immortal Ancient had arrived, signaling that the final showdown was about to begin.
Everyone waited eagerly, hoping to witness this historic moment.
The descendants of Immortal Ancient were also filled with anticipation. Even in the dazzling Immortal Ancient Era, Three-Immortal-Qi Bearers had been few enough to count on one hand. Yet five had appeared in this age. It was truly inconceivable.
With these five contending on the same stage, a clash of dragons and tigers was inevitable.
"Fellow Daoist, your number of victories is far too high, nearly a thousand. How are the other fellow Daoists here supposed to hold their heads up? Why not step down and take a breather, giving others a chance?" the man wreathed in chaos qi said to Shi Yi.
This was the renowned Ten-Crown King. His strength was beyond question, and his words naturally carried considerable weight.
But with fortune almost within his grasp, how could Shi Yi retreat? He swept a cold glance over the Ten-Crown King and replied indifferently, "If you want to stand in the arena, let your strength speak. Flapping your lips is useless. All of you, come at me together. Let me see whether you Three-Immortal-Qi Bearers are the genuine article."
The moment he spoke, he declared his intent to suppress every peerless figure. His tone and sheer dominance stunned every living being present.
Wasn't the bearer of Double Pupils being far too overbearing? The title of Three-Immortal-Qi Bearer was not his alone. There were four others besides him, yet he intended to fight all four by himself.
Was he simply too arrogant, or did he truly possess such overwhelming combat prowess? Discussions broke out everywhere.
"The bearer of Double Pupils is clearly getting ahead of himself. Does he still think he's the only one