Dongfang Qing, as the Supreme Patriarch of Shenxiao Sect, was never short of Magical Treasures.
Yet, he specifically proposed this condition as additional stakes, obviously prepared for someone in particular.
"Don't you want the Hua Sheng Thunder Pond just as much?"
"Well, that's not wrong," he admitted with a nod.
The two Primordial Spirit Bosses shared a smile, then turned their gazes towards the dueling arena before them.
Today's battle, in addition to their raised stakes, also symbolized whether Shenxiao Sect could retain their spot for the journey to the Valley of Deceased Gods.
Surrounding the dueling platform, constructed from platinum and jade, Dao Experts from the Shenxiao Sect and the Domineering Body Sect each occupied one side, their eyes ablaze.
The battle today was not only a wager but also a contest of face and honor.
One was the foremost sacred land in the vast Huihuai Province; the other, a venerable ancient teaching that had withstood the test of time.
