Cai Xiangxiang and Ye Qiu were sparring in the sky, while cultivators below could also tell from afar, understanding that they were honing their skills against each other.
Even from a distance, some people were watching the duel between the beauty and the young man; although their abilities were not high, it was quite a spectacle.
In the base, those without companions also sparred with their fellow disciples. Ye Qiu's arrival wasn't known by everyone, and now, seeing a familiar beauty dueling with a stranger, they guessed at the stranger's identity.
If it weren't for the big formation, they might even think an outsider had come in.
If a real stranger did come in, just like the Saint Master said, the formation would emit a warning sound.
"Ding dang, bang bang bang."
Swords continuously collided in the sky with the sounds of spells exploding; even those in seclusion were attracted by such loud noises.
