Cheng Xinzhan and Green Robe faced each other, the former to the west, the latter to the east.
The sun had already slanted westward. Red shone through its gold, like emerald inlaid in a golden jade disc, dyeing the western sea of clouds with brilliant sunset hues. But here in the Third Heaven, without western mountains and evening woods to screen it, the sunlight remained dazzling, freely scattering its last light and heat. It also looked like a ball of glowing coal, red within gold, setting a magnificent backdrop for the coming contest between two supreme practitioners.
Though more and more spectators gathered around them, both men possessed extraordinary resolve and were utterly unaffected by outside distractions.
"Here?"
Cheng Xinzhan asked.
"Here will do."
Green Robe replied.
And so Cheng Xinzhan made his move.
He raised a hand and lifted. The void before him rose like a curtain, revealing its pitch-black reverse, as though eternal night lay beyond.
The Daoist walked into the darkness and lowered the curtain of space. The void returned to normal, and he vanished.
His opening move alone astonished every spectator.
Everyone activated their Dharma Eyes and searched the void, but none found anything.
Green Robe had already witnessed Cheng Xinzhan's Void Arts, so he was unsurprised. He simply stood ready. They were dueling now; he had no need to guess where Guanghong had hidden. The Daoist would not flee, only approach him. Nor did he need to waste effort searching. Guarding the thirty feet around himself would suffice.
Green Robe was right. The next instant, Cheng Xinzhan revealed himself of his own accord.
Fifty feet behind Green Robe, he silently lifted the void and stepped out of the darkness. Then he extended his left hand and formed the demon-subduing hand sign. Five-colored divine light burst