"I wonder how you have all fared in the sixty years since we last met?"

On the high platform, the sect master of the Bright Sword Sect stroked his beard and asked unhurriedly.

"Amitabha, thank you for your concern, Sect Master Liu. This old monk has been meditating at the Tongxin Temple for sixty years, and in the blink of an eye, it is today."

said the Abbot Jueming of the Tongxin Temple, and beside him sat the most powerful expert of the Tongxin Temple, the Great Sage Wuxiang.

"Old Liu, bald donkey Jueming, stop with all these formalities. If we're going to fight, let's fight. This sect master's martial uncle is already eager to see how strong those old fellows behind you are."

said the sect master of the Northern Desert Sect with a wild and arrogant expression.

Sect Master Liu smiled: "Since the predecessors of the Northern Desert Sect can't wait, let's follow the old rules. The last sixty-year battle was won by our Bright Sword Sect, so this sixty-year battle will be hosted by our Northern Desert Sect. Does anyone have any objections?"

"Sect Master Liu, please."

"Please, Daoist friend Liu."

The representatives of the four major forces present all spoke in agreement.

Sect Master Liu's gaze fell upon the high platform of the Extreme Cold Villa. Seeing that the two young people had not said a word, he asked with a smile: "I wonder what the young lady of the Extreme Cold Villa thinks?"

"Old Liu, what's there to value in the opinion of a little girl? I really don't know what that ghost Bing Aogu was thinking. Could it be that he was afraid of losing too badly and sent such a little girl out to be humiliated."

The sect master of the Northern Desert Sect scoffed without any concealment.

"Hmph!"

Bing Yan snorted coldly, her eyes glancing at the sect master of the Northern Desert Sect, who instantly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He never expected that this woman was just as the rumors said, a Great Sage.

Bing Yan ignored the other party and said faintly: "Then let's follow the rules."

"Good."

A satisfied smile appeared on Sect Master Liu's face as he continued: "As the saying goes: where there are people, there are conflicts; where there are conflicts, there is the martial world. Our six forces together occupy millions of miles of territory in the northwest of Xuanzhou.

Usually, there are constant private disputes. To minimize these conflicts, the ancestors of the six major forces jointly agreed to hold the sixty-year battle.

According to the rules, the grievances of the past sixty years can all be settled today. After today, all previous grievances will be wiped clean.

If anyone is unconvinced, or seeks private revenge afterwards, don't blame me, the leader of the six sects, for being merciless!

Now I declare the sixty-year battle begins!!!"

As these words fell, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted within the martial arts arena.

The representatives of the six major forces did not speak, but sat there quietly.

After the cheers subsided, the sect master of the Northern Desert Sect was the first to speak: "I wonder which of you would like to fight this first battle. If no one comes forward, then my Northern Desert Sect will go first."

"Please, Daoist friend."

The old monk from the Tongxin Temple said with a smile.

The sect master of the Northern Desert Sect turned to an old man with closed eyes beside him and said: "Martial uncle, it's up to you."

"Mmm."

He was a burly old man who, sitting there, was like a small mountain. When his eyes were closed, he gave the impression of having brute strength but no vitality.

But the moment he opened his eyes, a majestic pressure swept over them.

Among the onlookers below the stage, there were many knowledgeable people who, upon seeing this old man, immediately exclaimed.

"He is the Thousand Mountain Great Sage of the Northern Desert Sect. It is said he can move mountains with his bare hands, and his physical strength is not the least bit weaker than a saint's."

"I heard that in the last sixty-year battle, the Thousand Mountain Great Sage was in closed-door cultivation and did not appear. His emergence this time must be to help the Northern Desert Sect win the championship."

"..."

The Thousand Mountain Great Sage slowly stood up, took a step forward, and stood in the air. He slowly swept his gaze over everyone present, finally resting his eyes on Bing Yan.

"I heard that the Extreme Cold Villa has a Great Sage who has returned after completing her studies at the Path-Seeking Academy. I wonder if this old man might have the opportunity today to witness the strength of this Daoist friend?"

As these words were spoken, many faces in the crowd lit up with excitement.

After all, the Path-Seeking Academy was a sacred cultivation ground, an unreachable existence for the vast majority of those present.

To witness the grace of a Great Sage from the Path-Seeking Academy today made their trip worthwhile.

At this moment, the Great Sages from the other four factions also opened their eyes, directing their gazes toward Bing Yan.

Just as Chu Feng was about to stand up, an aged voice came from behind him.

"Son-in-law, allow this old man to handle this battle. If you were to make a move, I doubt any faction would dare to reveal their true strength."

"Very well."

Chu Feng gave a slight nod in agreement.

Since the Great Sage accompanying the Extreme Cold Villa wished to act, he naturally would not interfere.

This was also a good opportunity for him to gauge the strength of these Great Sages.

"Old Man Thousand Mountain, you are not worthy of having my lady make a move. Let this old man first cross hands with you."

As the words fell, a thin, white-haired elder emerged from the ranks of the Extreme Cold Villa.

Seeing this elder, a sneer appeared on Thousand Mountain Great Sage's face: "Snow Peak child, have you forgotten? The small kingdom you lost to this old man last time has yet to return to your Extreme Cold Villa. Are you now intending to gift me another small kingdom?

I suggest you summon Old Man Wanli. Otherwise, with your frail frame, you are simply no match for this old man."

"Hmph!"

Snow Peak Great Sage snorted coldly: "To deal with you, there is no need for Ancestor Wanli. This old man alone is sufficient!"

At these words, the Great Sages of the five major factions subconsciously directed their divine senses toward the Extreme Cold Villa.

The Extreme Cold Villa's move was exceedingly strange. To send someone who was certain to lose—could it be that Old Man Wanli had not arrived?

Soon, they confirmed their suspicion; there was no sign of Wanli Great Sage among the crowd from the Extreme Cold Villa.

Immediately, the group of Great Sages relayed this information to their respective sect masters.

Upon hearing this news, the representatives of the five major factions' eyes lit up, and their gazes toward the Extreme Cold Villa shifted accordingly.

Although the Extreme Cold Villa had given the impression of a lack of worthy successors in recent years, as long as Wanli Great Sage was present, they could remain on equal footing with the other five factions.

Now, without Wanli Great Sage, the Extreme Cold Villa had become fish on a chopping block.

This sixty-year battle would surely make the Extreme Cold Villa pay a heavy price!

At the same time, Snow Peak Great Sage stepped forward, appearing in the sky above the duel platform, facing off against Thousand Mountain Great Sage from a distance.

Neither made the first move, instead slowly ascending into the sky. As they rose higher, the auras they exuded grew increasingly terrifying.

Even though they did not intentionally let their pressure envelop the ancient city of Loulan, every cultivator within the city was still left trembling by the auras emanating from the two of them.

Only those of Marquis and Great Sage rank could remain seated safely, watching the battle unfold.

Time passed minute by minute. After half an hour, the auras of the two Great Sages had climbed to their peak, and the great battle was on the verge of breaking out...

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