As the Water Moon Realm opened up at the top of the Divine Fire Hall, the sect disciples knew their much-anticipated moment had arrived.
Everyone craned their necks and looked up, not wanting to miss any detail.
As sect disciples, they were reluctant to believe that the martial arts cultivation of a scion of a noble house could completely crush theirs. If that were truly the case, wouldn't all their days and nights of devoted martial arts study within their sect become meaningless?
In the mirror, two phantom spirits appeared that were like humans. One was enveloped within more than a dozen magma fire rings, and behind it was a Fire Demon Dharma Aspect, making the phantom spirit resemble a flame demon. In contrast, the opposing phantom spirit looked utterly ordinary, not at all like one who had mastered secret techniques. It was just a mediocre warrior from the Fierce Realm, lacking any hint of sharpness.
