On the Dao Engraved Battlefield.

Leng Xinghun and Kong Youran stood in confrontation from afar.

The atmosphere between them was murderous.

At this moment, the gazes of everyone had converged onto Leng Xinghun and Kong Youran, and they held their breaths in concentration and remained silent.

Even the great figures at the Daolord Realm within Convergence Hall were no exception.

This was the first battle between the top four disciples, and the victor would participate in the final battle for the position of first in the Dao Discussion.

On the other hand, the defeated would have no choice but to stop here!

“You possess the bloodline of the primeval Peacock King and have grasped the five supreme inheritances of Nuwa’s Dao Palace. You’re an opponent that’s worthy of me taking seriously, so I will go all out in the battle that’s about to begin.” Leng Xinghun stood with his hands behind his back while his long blood red hair fluttered, and his cold and indifferent voice revealed a strand of a domineering aura of supremacy.

This was the first time Leng Xinghun had spoken before a battle throughout the Dao Discussion, and it clearly showed how seriously he took Kong Youran.

“Oh, should I feel honored by that?” Kong Youran had a lazy bearing, and her voice was soft, cold, and pleasing to the ear. She was carefree and composed to the extreme....