Hearing that Zi Menghan had agreed to the first Prince's request for a spar, many of the genius disciples of Imperial College were extremely excited.
They knew that no matter who won or lost, it would be a great battle that was rarely seen!
Zi Menghan and the eldest Prince stood facing each other in the void. Both of their auras were rising rapidly, causing the surrounding void to tremble violently. Many of the geniuses of Imperial College quickly retreated to a distance to avoid being affected by the battle between the two.
"Please wait a moment!"
Right at this moment, an aged voice rang out. The old Dao master who was guarding the gates of Imperial College floated over. His body was circulating with energy, giving off a peaceful and harmonious feeling.
"I wonder what senior has to offer?" The first Prince was confused.
