At Wind Moon Square, two arenas were situated not far from each other, facing each other from a distance.
The air was filled with the scent of gunpowder, clearly indicating that the two factions were preparing for a major clash.
Around them, the martial artists were excited; they cared not for titles but only for elixirs.
As long as one could produce high-quality elixir pills, these martial artists would lend their full support.
After all, elixirs were a matter of life and death for them, and they were not joking with their own lives.
Besides ordinary martial artists, many representatives from competing factions were also present.
There were also representatives from prestigious academies and influential families, all invited by the Medicine Emperor Institute.
Compared to the heated atmosphere of the opponents, the atmosphere around Dan King Hall was somewhat cold.
The Third Hall Master sat on the platform with a stern face, his cold gaze occasionally landing on Lin Xuan.
