Two Sword Peaks faced each other across the void.
Li Liangyu and Master Xiu each occupied one peak.
The mountain waist was rolling with cotton-like clouds, their invisible momentum colliding in the air, cutting the clouds like swords, revealing a large empty space.
Surrounding the mountains, there were hundreds of spirit lights floating, all the cultivating spectators who came to witness the battle.
Only those who had at least reached late-stage Qi Cultivation could fly on their weapons. As such, this gathering consisted of the elites of the entire Autumn Wind County.
They were silent, merely waiting in peace.
Even the eyes of some revealed a nearly devout glow.
Occasionally, one could see the lips of some moving, clearly communicating with fellow cultivators nearby, not daring to make a sound.
The life-and-death battle between the two True Masters wasn't a monkey performance at a zoo, nor a show at a fighting arena.
