A battle of immortals...0

The moment Wang Sheng thought of it, faint ripples stirred in his heart. Nearly a hundred thousand immortals would fight here, shaping the future of the thirteen qi planets.0

Wang Sheng had every reason to win. Despite having a clear path of retreat behind him, he refused to take a single step back.0

Seated cross-legged before the teleportation array, he listened as several elders reported on the conditions beyond the gateway. Communication talismans, which were usually rare and precious, were consumed freely and without the slightest hesitation. After all, they were vital instruments in this fight.0

The Xinghai Sect had weathered countless storms throughout the innumerable years since the Old Man of Xinghai had founded it. It had witnessed Golden Immortals come and go, thrived in the golden age when the Old Man of Xinghai still lived, and seen the Taiyi Golden Immortals' occasional public appearances. Moreover, it had endured the lowest of lows when it fled to the thirteen qi planets and struggled to even narrowly survive.0

The older generation of its cultivators gradually passed away. Now, only Yao Xingzi remained to bear the sect's burdens. However, with Lishang's successful breakthrough and Wang Sheng's powerful rise, the Xinghai Sect's fortunes were finally beginning...0