"They're out!"
"What does this mean?"
"From the looks of it, it seems they didn't reach an agreement."
"Isn't that obvious? If they had reached an agreement, would there have been such a commotion just now?"
The watching cultivators all began discussing the scene.
As the two Spiritual Connection cultivators left the cave, they did not forget to set several restrictions within it, lest others exploit an opening while they fought.
"Fellow Daoist has already exchanged one move with Young Master Xuanzhou. Now, allow me to experience one of your sword strikes as well!"
Once outside the cave, the Xuanyuan Clan cultivator issued his challenge.
Although the Xuanyuan Clan currently had no peak cultivator presiding over it, its two Great Venerables and two-thousand-year inheritance as an ancient clan were no mere ornaments. They would not tolerate this Meishan sword cultivator's insolent provocation.
"Hahaha! Good! Then don't regret it!"
The Meishan sword cultivator laughed loudly. In a flash, the two figures shot up into the clouds.
At the sight, the cultivators watching from all sides hurriedly retreated.
Spells had no eyes. When two high-level Spiritual Connection cultivators fought, the destruction they unleashed was no small matter. None of them wished to become fish caught in the flood.
Only someone as skilled and bold as Yang Xuanzhou, relying on a supreme treasure to protect his body, dared to follow the two Spiritual Connection cultivators into the sky.
Yang Xuanzhou and the other cultivators had expected that, since the two Spiritual Connection cultivators were evenly matched in cultivation, it would take at least dozens or even a hundred exchanges to determine a victor.
Yet to everyone's utter surprise, the duel lasted less than a quarter of an hour before the Xuanyuan Clan cultivator came plummeting down from the sky.
Had Yang Xuanzhou not