Ancient Battlefield…
A cold breeze blew across the entire place.
The Ancient Battlefield was a battlefield that had existed in Dongling Continent since time immemorial. The place was vast and wide, filled with a solemn and grim aura.
Two men were standing opposite to one another at both sides of the battlefield. The atmosphere was extremely tense, as if a fight could break out at a moment’s notice.
"Old dog Song! Your sect’s disciples have killed my sect’s inner sect disciples! The reason I asked you out is to settle this once and for all!" On one of the slopes, an old man stood there with his aura boundless like a flowing river.
"Hmph, old dog Yang, your disciples have been rude to me. So what if my disciples killed them? They had it coming!"
"Fine. We shall have a death bout today then!"
