The person who arrived was none other than Han Xuanji.
The moment he stepped into the training ground, all eyes were on him.
He wasn't dressed in any fancy clothes, just a simple blue robe, his hair casually tied up, his steps unhurried, and his expression calm as still water.
Of course, it only appears to be a simple blue robe.
In reality, it was a ninth-order Eternal Dao Artifact with astonishing defensive power, but Han Xuanji deliberately concealed its extraordinary nature.
This is also the power of the system; even the Eternal True God present could not see any flaws.
Han Xuanji was naturally not foolish enough to talk about fairness, so she brought all the good stuff she could find.
Of course, the Eternal Saint Artifact was too amazing for him to take out, nor could he use it properly.
Behind Han Xuanji, Hun Qianxue and several Soul Household guards followed silently, ready to protect Han Xuanji at any time to prevent any accidents.
Han Xuanji stepped into the martial arts arena.
He then discovered that the training ground was much larger than he had imagined.
In the center was a wide open space, paved with special stone and engraved with dense defensive array patterns, powerful enough to withstand attacks from Eternal True God.
The stands were layered all around, and now they were completely full.
The soldiers of the Tiger and Panther Legion were dressed in uniform black armor, with weapons hanging at their waists. They sat upright like pine trees, exuding a chilling aura.
The front row of the stands was filled with people from various forces in Thousand Souls City, such as elders and disciples of the Five Elements Pavilion, officials from the City Lord's Mansion, scions of various Aristocratic Clan, and many others who had come to hear the news.
Han Xuanji glanced around and spotted several familiar faces in the crowd.
Wang Ping sat in the corner, waving vigorously at him, his expression even more tense than Wang Ping's.
Li Tiantong also came.
He stood in the back row of the stands, dressed in a gray robe, his expression calm, but a hint of worry lurked in his eyes.
Hun Jiuge, who had previously brought Li Tiantong, sat beside him, her back ramrod straight, her eyes full of anticipation.
Hun Qianling didn't come, after all, she was still in the Life and Death Ravine and wouldn't be able to get out so soon.
Han Xuanji withdrew his gaze and continued walking towards the center of the martial arts arena.
The sound of footsteps was drowned out by the murmur of voices.
He walked to the center of the venue, stopped, turned around, and faced the highest seat.
There, a person was sitting.
He Guanshan, Tiger and Panther Legion.
This was the first time Han Xuanji had met this legendary powerhouse.
He looked to be no more than middle-aged, with a resolute face and a touch of refinement between his brows. He didn't seem like a seasoned general on the battlefield, but rather like a well-read scholar.
Wearing a dark blue robe, with no weapons at his waist and no Law Artifact in his hands, he sat casually in a chair, one hand on the armrest and the other supporting his chin.
He seemed like a very easygoing person, but his aura made Han Xuanji feel an invisible pressure.
It was an indescribable feeling, as if the person sitting there was not a person, but a majestic mountain or a vast ocean.
His very presence seemed to make the surrounding air feel heavy.
Han Xuanji felt a slight chill run down his spine.
He knew that there were strong and weak Eternal True God.
"A top-tier expert among the Eternal True God... is probably no less powerful than the True God Black Rock I encountered before. According to the system's investigation, the other party is also a master of the Dao of the Physical Body, though this cannot be discerned from appearance alone."
Han Xuanji quickly made a judgment in his mind.
The Eternal Continent offers countless paths, and while the Dao of Principle Cultivation is hailed as the most correct one, it doesn't mean other paths are weak.
A true top-tier True God has integrated their divine body, divine soul, and divine realm into one, and their every move possesses the power to shatter the heavens and the earth.
He Guanshan is clearly a top-tier expert. Compared to Hun Qianxue, he is much stronger, and there are probably only a few people in the entire Soul Household who can match him.
Just as Han Xuanji was about to ask a question...
An invisible pressure emanated from He Guanshan, surging towards the center of the training ground like a tide.
It wasn't a deliberate attack, but rather a natural feeling.
Just as an ordinary person would feel fear standing on the edge of a precipice, one would instinctively feel fear and oppression standing in front of a top-tier expert.
This oppressive force is invisible and intangible, yet it strikes directly at the soul, enough to cause those with insufficient cultivation to lose their composure.
Hun Qianxue, standing beside Han Xuanji, frowned and subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to shield him from the oppressive force.
Hun Qianxue never expected that He Guanshan would be so unethical, using his status as Eternal True God to bully a cultivator who was an Eternal Dao Master.
Isn't this a bit too much of a show of force?
Hun Qianxue was already considering whether to fight this cunning old bastard.
At this moment, Han Xuanji raised her hand and gently stopped him.
"I can."
The voice was soft, yet firm.
He didn't explain further, but instead turned and gave Hun Qianxue a look.
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Hun Qianxue glanced at Han Xuanji, then suddenly realized what was going on.
He hesitated for a moment, then stopped.
He Guanshan was suddenly under pressure.
Han Xuanji showed no surprise, but turned to face the oppressive aura directly.
His breathing was steady, his heartbeat was not rapid, his complexion was normal, and his gaze was calm.
The oppressive aura that would have made even ordinary Eternal Dao Master kneel before him fell upon him like a gentle breeze, without stirring up the slightest ripple.
All of this was thanks to the spiritual and mental strength he gained after signing in at the Shallow Dream Pavilion.
A spiritual will at the level of Eternal True God.
The essence of intimidation is the outward projection of the will of the strong, using one's own will to subdue the other party.
Those at lower cultivation levels can only rely on their mental will to withstand this pressure.
He Guanshan's goal was not to defeat Han Xuanji, but rather to test Han Xuanji's limits.
If a top-tier powerhouse of an Eternal True God were to exert their full pressure, it would be enough to make it difficult for the Eternal True Lord to exert their power.
But Han Xuanji was different.
His will is like iron that has been cold for millions of years, indestructible by countless Imperishable and strengthened by a thousand hardships.
Mere intimidation is nothing to speak of.
Instead of backing down, he took two more steps forward, defying the pressure.
Then, he raised his head and looked directly into He Guanshan's eyes.
" Han Xuanji of the Soul Household greets the Legion Commander."
The sound wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly.
The stands were completely silent.
He Guanshan didn't speak, but just looked at him quietly, his gaze as deep as an abyss.
The oppressive aura intensified silently, like a massive, tangible hammer striking Han Xuanji's mind.
Han Xuanji's expression remained unchanged; in fact, a slight smile even appeared at the corners of her lips.
Three breaths.
Five breaths.
Ten breaths.
a long time.
He Guanshan suddenly laughed.
The oppressive aura vanished amidst the laughter, as if it had never existed.
"Good, you've passed my test."
He Guanshan lowered his right hand, which was supporting his chin, and nodded, his tone calm but with a hint of approval:
"Your will is indeed the strongest among the younger generation I have ever seen."
These words immediately caused an uproar in the stands.