Childe Wildfire and Feng Baxing appeared at a distance of 100 meters just like others.

But they didn't waste any time in waiting and attacked directly.

~SHUA~

Feng Baxing used his hand to create a vortex that surrounded him like a protective barrier while Childe Wildlife slapped out with his palms, sending out fiery palm imprints that threatened to burn Feng Baxing.

But before the palm imprints even reached him, the spinning winds around Feng Baxing stopped them.

~WHOOSH~

The winds churned and erased the palm imprints into nothing.

"Are you just gonna stay hidden in your barrier like before?" Childe Wildfire scoffed. "You did the same last time as well."

"If you can't even touch me, your words are worthless." Feng Baxing replied without caring for his opponent.

Instead, he just raised his hands and slashed out, creating blades of wind that flew towards Childe Wildfire with deadly precision.

Childe Wildfire clapped his hands together, creating a wall of fire that managed to block the wind. But that wasn't all as he spun around to kick, sending a thick arc of fire that lashed out on the wind barrier.

~BOOM~

The fire arc and barrier collided, creating a large explosion. Feng Baxing narrowed his eyes, as he could feel the top layer of the barrier actually eroding away from Childe Wildfire's attack.

"So you've improved…" Feng Baxing could see the power that wasn't what he had experienced before.

"More than you. Wanna see?" Childe Wildfire said before a wave of Qi spread out from him.

~WHOOSH~

The wave of Qi directly rocked the barrier of wind and pushed Feng Baxing back. At the same time, a searing heat could be felt coming from Childe Wildfire's body as he started to glow in a red light.

The people in the audience instantly realized what had just happened.

"Six… Sixth… SIXTH TRIBULATION STAGE OF THE IMMORTAL REALM!" someone shouted.

"Childe Wildfire has reached the Six Tribulation Stage! How is this possible?"

just at the Fifth Stage earlier?" People wondered. "When

hidden his cultivation base from every one, with only Lin Mu knowing it.

out a fan from his

I'll have to take you seriously," He said before opening

of large feathers, but it

a few keen eyes in the audience seem

It's actually

that supposed to be

the emperor gave the third Prince

that the Fan was, rather well

in the audience asked the person beside him. "Is

is one of the treasured weapons of the Imperial family. It is a peak grade

a Seventh Tribulation Stage Great Hurricane Falcon that was causing troubles in the empire. After killing it, the corpse of the Great

you mean to say there are more of them?" the young

weapon of Emperor Feng. The

of them Peak Immortal Grade Weapons?"

Peak Grade immortal grade weapons were quite limited in number and not everyone could see them. Not only did they need valuable resources to make, but also needed to be nurtured for a

three, only the Hurricane Covering Parasol and the Shearing Hurricane Fan are Peak Grade Immortal weapons. The Hundred Fettered Hurricane Daggers are high Grade Immortal weapons though." The uncle

~BOOM~

attention was quickly pulled back to the fight as another large

due to fire. Instead, it was Feng Baxing

and emanated strong Immortal Qi waves. If there were people with weak cultivation bases present here, they would pass out simply from the

Traces could also be felt at the same time, the Shearing

forced back for five hundred meters, while the land was devastated, leaving a long gully that was twenty meters deep and a hundred meters

~GASP~

attack was something they would

Wildfire smirked, not minding at all that his opponent still seemed to be

Wildfire brought his palms in front of

Childe Wildlife said as

in color and orange

small, but strong Fire Dao Traces could be

that… A Dao Embryo?" The people

"It really is!"

know what Dao Embryo it is?" Childe Wildfire's Dao Embryo seemed to be rather

the audience tried to guess, but it wasn't something

it and that was none other

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