At this moment, nine fighting stages were slowly drawing together under the control of the Golden Core Ascendant Master's immense Qi Power.
A sword fighting platform, nearly a thousand zhang in length and width, gradually began to take shape.
At this juncture, the Great True Disciples all descended from the high stage, grouping together according to the closeness of their relationships.
They discussed amongst themselves, how to face the opponents in the impending True Disciple Sword Fight.
Many of them had grim expressions on their faces.
Especially a few who were ranked in the middle.
On the contrary, the last two didn't seem resentful at all.
They were enthusiastically saying, "It's been a long time since I've sparred with senior brother, please show some mercy later!"
"Junior brother is too courteous, we'll stop when a point is made, how about that?"
"Excellent, excellent!"
Securing the Great True Disciple Position had already proven their abilities.
