Rewind time a bit. In front of the mysterious stone wall, the Silver Priest and the Legacy Archon squared off. Their gazes clashed in the air, and the deadly intent between them was as sharp as real blades, slashing and colliding, sending out terrifying shockwaves.
The Silver Priest knew the Legacy Archon was a real heavyweight. He might not have broken through to the Supreme level, but the danger he gave off was the real deal. The Manichaean Sect's martial arts came from some old mountain assassin, and assassins always had a few nasty tricks up their sleeves.
So he figured he'd try talking first.
His voice was icy: "Why are you stopping me?"
The Legacy Archon's voice was just as cold: "Because you can't go in."
Silver Priest's voice got even colder: "But that person was allowed in?"
"Yes."
"Why? Is it because of this?" The Silver Priest raised the Sacred Flame Token in his hand. "I have one too."
"No."
"Or is it because of his identity? Don’t be fooled, that guy is the number one flower thief in the Central Plains, not a member of the Manichaean Sect at all. If he can go in, so can I."
"None of those," the Legacy Archon said, unfazed. "You can't enter because you're unlucky."
"Unlucky?" After getting tricked by Jiao-niang, the Silver Priest was allergic to that word. Rage surged up as he shouted, "A mere nobody dares talk destiny with me?!"
"Why wouldn't I dare?" The Legacy Archon's tone was pure mockery. "You're unlucky because I normally wouldn't stop anyone who showed up here, but, unlucky for you, you're a Mongol. And when it comes to Temujin's brats, I butcher every single one. No exceptions."
The Silver Priest's eyes narrowed instantly.
At this point, talking was pointless.
If talking was pointless, then it was time to fight!
"Die!" With a cold shout, a fierce wind tore through the air as both men went from zero to a hundred, turning into flashes of light. The flashes collided, force exploding, and with a soft 'pop', the colorless air rippled into a two-meter-wide ball of distortion.
"Huh?!" The Silver Priest exclaimed in surprise from the void.
The flashes moved so fast that normal people couldn't see them, turning the two men into streaks darting everywhere. The streaks bounced off the ground and walls, piercing the air again and again. The wind howled, killing intent was everywhere, and the Silver Priest unleashed his supreme moves, trying to smash skill with brute force.
The popping sounds kept coming, and the ripples in the air never stopped. Clearly, these two were going all out from the very start.