Sunlight blazed through the sky and dyed the clouds and mist red like flames.

Chen Xi’s tall figure walked forward before the entrance to the Heavenflow Dao Sect. His hair and green clothes fluttered while he revealed a supreme and awe-inspiring imposing aura from within his bearing that was deep and quiet like an abyss.

“The battle is about to begin!” Someone spoke lightly from outside the entrance while clenching his fists tightly with excitement.

“The victor of the bet hasn’t even been decided, yet he’s going to trespass forcefully into the Heavenflow Dao Sect?” Everyone was shocked as they stared fixedly at the scene behind the entrance, and they were deeply afraid of missing a slightest detail.

“Stop him!”

“Quickly! Attack him together!”

Behind the entrance, disciples swarmed over from all directions like a tide, and they seemed as if they’d been laying in ambush here since the beginning and charged out as soon as Chen Xi appeared.

Magic treasures whistled!

Dao Arts poured down!

Instantly, the entire area behind the entrance was filled with terrifying fluctuations that were extremely blazing. Yin and Yang were thrown into disorder, space was shattered, and its impetus was astonishing to the extreme.

Chen Xi was indifferent towards all of this. His hands were behind his back as he walked up the mountain with a composed and tranquil bearing. He seemed as if he was taking an...