Seeing this, Yun Che held nothing back. The golden-red sun and moon and the ancient Cangwu tree pressed forward together. Three colors of light collided, shaking the entire Immortal Battle arena.
Just as the two prepared to clash one last time, a soft cough suddenly sounded overhead. The Sect Master of the Ziwei Immortal Sect floated over, hurriedly waving his hands to stop them.
"Palace Master Bai, please stop! The Immortal Battle trials are about to begin. If you kill this prodigy, won't we have one fewer capable contender for the ancient Immortal Venerable Inheritance? Besides, you just said you would let the matter rest if he defeated you. You've fought for so long now, yet you still can't subdue him with your cultivation suppressed. Why not honor your agreement and put this behind you?"
Bai Qingyan withdrew her Ice Lotus manifestation and rested her sword tip against the ground. She stared at Yun Che for a long moment, then suddenly gave a soft laugh.
"You win. I, Bai Qingyan, keep my word. I can set aside the grudge over your killing my sect's young master for now. If you make it out of the ancient trials alive, the doors of my White Spirit Palace will always be open to you."
Her words sent the crowd into an uproar again. No one had expected Bai Qingyan to try recruiting the enemy who had killed her own young palace master.
Yun Che paused, then raised his saber and withdrew his manifestation. Cupping his hands, he said, "Thank you for your kind offer, Palace Master. I already have plans. Let's discuss it once I return from the trial grounds."
Bai Qingyan was not annoyed. She put away her sword and winked at him. "It's fine. I'm in no hurry. I'll wait for