A sudden clap of thunder.
An air of stark solemnity.
Everyone saw a dazzling, intense ray of light colliding with a thick plume of dark smoke.
Boom!
Terrifying energy burst forth, dispersing the two figures upon contact.
Zuo Xuan stood his ground, motionless, while Chu Ning was pushed back by dozens of feet, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Gasps!
The crowd was in an uproar.
None had expected that Chu Ning would be at a disadvantage in their first exchange and even sustain an injury.
"Actually, this is normal. The gap between the Mid Stage of Divine Transformation and the Late Stage is just like this. It's only because he is Senior Chu that we had the illusion that he could withstand the other's attack."
Some rational cultivators in the crowd slowly began to speak.
Challenging someone from the Late Stage of Divine Transformation while being at the Mid Stage is, by nature, akin to courting death.
