No one noticed the changes above, their attention firmly fixed on the battle unfolding before them.0

Just as Tian Xing was about to be struck down by Zhang Bei, the situation shifted dramatically. Cold rays shot down from the sky like arrows, transforming into towering ice shields that stood between Tian Xing and Zhang Bei like a frozen wall of protection.0

Zhang Bei's sword crashed into the ice shield instead of Tian Xing's neck, halting the fatal blow.0

All eyes turned skyward, drawn by the sudden interference. There, a solitary figure slowly descended from the clouds.0

As the newcomer touched down, a wave of recognition swept through the crowd.0

"Liu Wuxie!" 0

Gasps of shock erupted from the crowd. They were surprised that this man who had once stirred chaos across the Southern Province had returned.0

Faces in the crowd reflected a storm of emotion—excitement, anticipation, jealousy, and even hatred.0

Tian Xing heaved a sigh of relief at the sight of Liu Wuxie. For reasons he couldn't fully explain, a surge of confidence always rose within him whenever he saw this young man.0

Bai Jin narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening. He had two...0