"It's him! That disciple of a peak cultivator, the Northwest's prodigy! The Vaulting Dragon Lord!"
Having recognized the newcomer's identity, the flicker of shock on Bai Ming's face vanished at once, replaced by delight.
Just as he had said before, one of the important reasons he had come to the Northwest this time was to discuss the Dao and contend with the Vaulting Dragon Lord, who hailed from the Northwest Yang Clan and had become the disciple of a peak cultivator.
In the Vast Sea Demonic Land, there had once been several experts comparable to the continent's top prodigies. Yet because of Bai Ming's background and the unique nature of his body of myriad arts, their sparring matches had always stopped short of the brink, lest Bai Ming lose too much lifespan in battle.
And this Great Competition of Two Daos was not only Bai Di's wish, but something Bai Ming himself had long awaited.
For only upon a battlefield where life and death hung in the balance could the fruits and insights of his cultivation receive their truest validation.
Only amid such a great struggle could Bai Ming cast aside every concern, find an opponent to his liking, and fight a battle to his heart's content.
Lifespan was certainly no small matter, but so long as his cultivation realm could advance and his path of Dao could continue stretching toward greater heights, there was no need to dwell on it too much.
Even if he had to stake all his remaining lifespan against Yang Yuanhong today, so long as he could use him as an opportunity to prove his Dao and ascend to the realm of true intent, it would be worth it!
"Excellent! Excellent!"
Bai Ming's face brimmed with excitement as he repeatedly cried out in praise.
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