Western Essence Province’s five major fourth-rate sects’ people hadn’t arrived yet, but their aura arrived first—clearly coming with a show of force to intimidate the present martial cultivators.

On someone else’s territory, yet so arrogant.

One could see how much they looked down on Southwestern Yang Province.

Not returning the favor would be impolite.

Jun Changxiao immediately ordered his disciples to release their cultivation and return the courtesy in the same manner.

Whoosh whoosh!

In an instant, the Eternal Myriad Sect disciples no longer used the Hidden Cultivation Technique to suppress their cultivation and released their realms at once!

The auras invisible to the naked eye surged toward Western Essence Province’s five major sects.

Ten thousand disciples releasing their cultivation fully formed a tidal wave that could overturn mountains and seas, shaking surrounding tree branches and causing leaves to fall wildly.

Southwestern Yang Province martial cultivators were dumbstruck.

My heavens!

These disciples’ auras were so strong—it felt like there wasn’t a single mediocre fighter!

“Hmph.”

The two Wuhuang walking at the front revealed a trace of disdain in their eyes, then slightly released their own cultivation, as if transforming into a giant hand pressing toward the incoming aura.

Whoosh whoosh—

The two Wuhuang’s auras violently collided with the Eternal Myriad Sect disciples’ auras.

Although the present martial cultivators couldn’t see with their eyes, feeling the fierce cold wind howling, their expressions changed again and again!

This third-tier potential emerging sect was truly fierce, daring to compete in auras with two Wuhuang!

Whoosh whoosh—

The realm auras continued violently confronting each other in the void.

Because the opponents were too strong, the Eternal Myriad Sect disciples couldn’t compete and soon fell into a disadvantage, being pushed back.

“Overestimating yourselves.”

One Wuhuang from Western Essence Province said indifferently.

Undeniably, the Eternal Myriad Sect disciples’ auras were quite strong, but trying to shake experts of his level was undoubtedly a fool’s dream.

“Swish!”

Jun Changxiao stood up, hands behind his back. A thick yet sharp Sword-Martial Dual King aura suddenly erupted forth.

Whoosh whoosh—

The Eternal Myriad Sect disciples’ auras, which had been steadily retreating, immediately stabilized with the Sect Master’s sword-martial power added, and began counterattacking.

The Wuhuang’s brow slightly furrowed.

That young person on the arena with such powerful dual auras should be the Eternal Myriad Sect’s Sect Master.

Today.

This old man wants to see what’s so exceptional about a Sword-Martial Dual King!

This Wuhuang stopped in place, also putting both hands behind his back. His magnificent realm aura roared forth, engaging in frenzied collision with the sword-martial power.

Unfortunately.

Relying on his strength alone to suppress Jun Changxiao and all disciples’ auras was undoubtedly wishful thinking.

This wasn’t it.

Under continuous release, his face nearly turned green, yet he stubbornly couldn’t gain the upper hand.

With Sect Master Jun’s current strength, when he erupted his Sword-Martial Dual King aura, ordinary Wuhuang might not necessarily gain any advantage.

“Elder Qi!”

“This old man will lend you a hand.”

The other Wuhuang from Western Essence Province immediately released his own emperor-level aura.

However.

As soon as he released his aura on this side.

Ye Xingchen, Zhou Hong, Jiang Xie, and the Ning brothers also fully released their auras.

Whoosh whoosh—

Wild wind howled, blowing the large trees swaying unsteadily!

Crack!

Crack!

Many trees finally couldn’t withstand the wind force and directly snapped at the waist.

“My heavens!”

Southwestern Yang Province’s martial cultivators all widened their eyes.

The two forces hadn’t even met, hadn’t said a single word, yet were playing such a thrilling aura confrontation. This was really too explosive!

……

Ten minutes later.

Although the two Wuhuang from Western Essence Province were still releasing their realm auras, their expressions were extremely ugly, because even with two people combined, they still hadn’t gained the upper hand!

You could say the Eternal Myriad Sect was relying on numbers.

But don’t forget, they were facing two genuine Wuhuang.

If this were switched to other fifth-rate sects, even gathering all the sect’s forces, forget about confronting two—they couldn’t even handle one.

Among the martial cultivators who came to spectate, there were quite a few with powerful strength, all inwardly exclaiming that this emerging sect truly deserved its third-tier potential rating—not backing down even when facing Wuhuang!

Little Dragon, sprawled on the arena, yawned and transmitted: “Master, do you want me to help?”

“No need.”

Jun Changxiao said: “You keep sleeping.”

“Okay.”

Little Dragon continued sprawling on the arena, eyelids gradually closing.

“You two.”

Princess Red Lotus couldn’t sit still anymore. She stood up and said: “Continuing this standoff is meaningless. How about everyone takes a step back and engages in friendly martial arts exchange?”

“Hmph.”

The two Wuhuang snorted coldly and immediately withdrew their emperor-level power.

They also realized that continuing to compete like this would be difficult to suppress. Since someone was giving them a way out, they naturally had to take it.

Moreover.

Coming to True Yang Commandery this time wasn’t to compete in realm auras.

The two Wuhuang withdrew their auras first. Jun Changxiao and all disciples withdrew theirs one after another. This area immediately became quiet.

“Princess Red Lotus.”

Just then, a feminine voice came: “We haven’t seen each other in a long time, have we?”

The speaker was a tall and slender young man standing behind the two Wuhuang. His mouth was filled with smiles, giving people a refined and cultured feeling.

Ling Yufang.

The Young City Lord of Soaring Ascent Royal City.

The ten Wuwang and many disciples following behind clearly held sufficient respect for him.

Princess Red Lotus said: “Ten years.”

“Yes.”

Ling Yufang smiled: “Ten years ago, your father brought Southwestern Yang Province experts to Western Essence Province and was beaten without any ability to fight back. Though I was young then, I remember it clearly.”

Princess Red Lotus’s brows furrowed even tighter.

Southwestern Yang Province martial cultivators all shamefully lowered their heads.

Ten years ago.

The two provinces engaged in a friendly sparring match. Ten experts sent over fought ten matches and lost all ten, becoming a laughingstock of Star Meteor Continent.

For Southwestern Yang Province, that was a shame difficult to wash away.

Now, this Soaring Ascent Royal City’s Young City Lord brought it up right at the start—undoubtedly rubbing salt in the wound!

Jun Changxiao sat in his chair, looking at that smiling young man, murmuring: “This fellow looks somewhat deserving of a beating.”

Ling Yufang smiled: “However, over these ten years, your Southwestern Yang Province has developed quite well, actually producing a third-tier potential sect.”

Saying this, he looked toward Jun Changxiao and said: “You should be the Deceased Ancient Sect’s Sect Master, right?”

“Deceased Ancient Sect?”

Jun Changxiao’s gaze gradually turned cold.

This type who immediately provoked his own sect upon appearance was quite rare!

He thought having Soaring Ascent Royal City’s Young City Lord status meant he could act presumptuously on this seat’s territory?

“My apologies.”

Ling Yufang shrugged, smiling: “A slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue. It should be Eternal Myriad Sect.”

Everyone was speechless.

Anyone could see it wasn’t a slip of the tongue, but deliberate!

“Sect Master Jun.”

Ling Yufang smiled: “You’re not angry, are you?”

Seeing this fellow’s infuriating smiling face, Jun Changxiao almost couldn’t resist rushing over to knock him down and stomp on him fiercely with his feet.

Don’t hit a smiling face.

Sect Master Jun smiled faintly: “Children speak without restraint. This seat naturally won’t be angry.”

Ling Yufang’s smile stiffened, a flash of anger passing through his eyes.

Jun Changxiao said: “Young Master Ling brings so many experts, traveling thousands of miles to my Eternal Myriad Sect—what’s the purpose?”

“Hearing your sect is powerful and was evaluated by the Certification Hall as third-tier potential.”

Ling Yufang swept a glance at the Eternal Myriad Sect disciples standing below the arena, his eyes full of contempt: “So we came specially to seek guidance on martial arts.”