The Zhen Thunder Palace's Hall of Life and Death was located within a side hall, guarded by disciples assigned to stand watch. The guards did not really recognize Xun Shu and the others, but they knew Zhen Jie, Zhen Weisheng, and Wu Nai of the Zhen Thunder Palace. Seeing Zhen Jie escort Qian Tian over, they immediately realized he was an elder. One of them hurriedly bowed and asked respectfully, "Martial Ancestor Zhen, what brings you to the Hall of Life and Death?"
"Mm. A disciple of mine wishes to enter the Hall of Life and Death. Go summon the deacon on duty today," Zhen Jie said in a deep voice.
"Please wait a moment, Martial Ancestor. This disciple will go find Martial Uncle Zhen Hongwen at once!" The disciple was quite perceptive. He offered a fawning smile and hurried away.
Before long, Zhen Hongwen arrived. He was a late Foundation Establishment cultivator. Upon seeing that the foremost person was Qian Tian of the Dry Thunder Palace, he hastened forward two steps and bowed in salute.
"Enough." Qian Tian flicked his sleeve. "I am here to serve as arbiter. There is no need for excessive ceremony."
"Uncle-Master Gan is serving as arbiter?" Zhen Hongwen froze slightly. Looking at Zhen Jie and Xun Ming, he muttered inwardly, Could it be these two seniors?
Yet he said nothing further. He also greeted Xun Ming and Zhen Jie. Once the formalities were over, Zhen Hongwen looked toward Wu Nai and Zhen Weisheng, thinking with no small measure of malice, Could it be these two? But even if it is... would Uncle-Master Gan need to arbitrate?
"Senior Brother Zhen," Zhen Weisheng said with cupped hands, "one of my disciples is to enter the Thunder Competition Ground with one of Senior Brother Wu Nai's disciples.