Chapter 141: The Eldest Senior Brother of Falling Emperor Mountain (6)
The next day, the elder from the Water God Palace died. He had charged the demon rampart in a fit of rage, only to be torn apart by the great array. His death was absolute.
Grief and fury deepened among the people of the Azure Nether Dao Domain.
The second match began.
Faced with a crowd of indignant cultivators clamoring to fight, Su Chen personally selected one from among them.
The first battle could be lost. It served to teach them a hard lesson: the prodigies of the Black Nether Demon Domain did not rely solely on trickery. Underestimating them meant a brutal death.
But the second battle could not be lost.
"Yuwen Wushuang, you will fight the second match."
All eyes turned to a man lounging lazily on a bluestone slab behind them. He seemed mildly surprised to hear his name called.
Still, he rose, stretched, and sauntered forward. A long saber hung at his waist beside a wine gourd; his brownish hair stirred in the wind.