After hearing the exchange between the two men above, Wang Yu's heart sank as well. He had a bad feeling about this.
Whatever the cultivation level of the long-haired young man named Chang Kun opposite him, if he had a Nascent Soul powerhouse backing him, this battle would be serious trouble.
"Since Patriarch Tianlang has given the order, there is naturally no question about this young man's identity. He may participate in the tournament challenge," the Sect Master of the Green Water Palace said after a moment of silence.
"Thank you, senior brother Sect Master. I shall head down first, then." The figure within the golden light bowed to the elderly man in blue, then turned into a ball of golden light and flew straight toward the Refining Mountain Peak section of the spectator stands.
When the golden light faded, a stern-faced, middle-aged scholar appeared among the Refining Mountain Peak disciples there. He had refined features and wore blue robes, and his whole body exuded a chilly aloofness that kept ordinary people at bay.
This was the true appearance of the Refining Mountain Peak Master.
A faint crystalline gleam flashed deep within Wang Yu's pupils. He withdrew his gaze from the distant stands and focused once more on the long-haired young man opposite him.
Above the arena, outside the Light Screen, the Sect Master of the Green Water Palace looked down at the two men and announced loudly, "Let the challenge begin!"
Then he vanished silently once again.
In the Pure Fire Peak section of the spectator stands.
Yan Tu and the white-haired young woman exchanged a glance, each seeing a trace of worry in the other's eyes.
Since Chang Kun was connected to Patriarch Tianlang, no one would dare question his identity any further.
Wang Yu could only rely