In the dimly lit surroundings of the outer sect arena, a hushed atmosphere hung in the air. Spectators filled the stands, their murmurs fading into the background as anticipation gripped their hearts. The time had come for the highly anticipated duel between Michael and Li Feng, two disciples whose destinies clashed amidst the sea of cultivation.
Amongst the crowd, a group of observant elders stood, their expressions etched with surprise and disbelief. Their eyes narrowed as they caught sight of Michael, his figure radiating a profound aura that belied his cultivation level. Whispers of astonishment escaped their lips, their voices carrying the weight of uncertainty.
"Third layer of Qi Condensation... How is this possible?" one elder muttered, his voice laden with incredulity. "He was merely at the second layer yesterday!"
