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"Of course."

The Elder Ma with a round face spoke cautiously, "As long as the junior disciples below renounce their claim to Purple Heart Ground Fire, then the two of you can resolve this matter through combat. That way, we can determine who gets possession of the treasure."

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan nodded, "Then I wonder what everyone else's opinion is on this?"

"We naturally renounce it."

"Right, we give up."

"Purple Heart Ground Fire has no use for me anyway. Even if there was a need, how could I dare compete with you two senior brothers?"

"There are no objections from us. The two senior brothers can fight to your heart's content. The Purple Heart Ground Fire that erupts once every three thousand years is yours."

Various voices entered his ears, though the words were different, their meaning was clear—renunciation.

Who would dare compete with these ruthless individuals? Even if one had the胆量, they wouldn't dare defy public opinion at this moment. Everyone was eagerly waiting to see Lin Xuan's battle against the Peak Master of Sky Sword Peak.

They wanted to see who emerged as the stronger or weaker, and everyone could enjoy the spectacle.

Proposing objections now would be out of place. All present were Core Formation stage cultivators; none would do such a foolish thing.

"Very well, then let us sign the contract."

Before Elder Ma's words had even finished, he swept his sleeve, and a patch of light flew out, circling the hall. Soon, each cultivator in attendance held a piece of treasure that resembled animal hide.

This was the document renouncing Purple Heart Ground Fire. Words alone were not enough; they needed to sign it. Although everyone knew no one would break their word, rules were still rules, and every step had to be followed.

Elder Ma signed his own copy as well. His excited expression indicated he too was looking forward to seeing the battle between these two powerful figures.

After all, such opportunities didn't come often.

The necessary steps were quickly completed. Lin Xuan's voice, calm and emotionless, echoed through the air, "Since there are no objections, where should we begin? It can't be here."

"Haha, of course not here. Otherwise, with your two senior brothers' abilities, you'd tear this place apart in one fell swoop."

Elder Ma bowed repeatedly as he spoke. While his words were true, the tone seemed to contain a hint of flattery.

"You don't need to rush. Such matters are rare but not unheard of at exchange ceremonies. Since the sect rules allow it, there must be designated battlegrounds," said the Sword Sovereign Tianxuan coldly, his heart pounding with anticipation. Lin Xuan showed no signs of nervousness; was he just posturing or truly capable?

However, these thoughts were meaningless now that he had chosen this path. A win would mean continuing as the revered Peak Master of Sky Sword Peak, while a loss would be catastrophic.

In other words, he was gambling, risking his honor and future to prevent Lin Xuan from taking it away.

Sword Sovereign Tianxuan didn't need to do this, but his narrow-mindedness made him want to keep others from boasting over him. Lin Xuan, however, cared not.

Though he no longer underestimated the heroes of the world, the current Peak Master of Sky Sword Peak was clearly beneath him.

Challenging himself? He thought he had ascended to the Spirit Formation stage?

Lin Xuan's principle was humility, but when necessary, he wouldn't hesitate. The Purple Heart Ground Fire was his goal; he had been preparing for centuries to refine a new命宝 (soul treasure).

Since Sword Sovereign Tianxuan insisted on blocking him, it was time to make him a stepping stone.

Their thoughts differed, but only one could win. Following Elder Ma's lead, they continued deeper into the mountain.

Other Core Formation stage cultivators followed suit; such excitement couldn't be missed.

After a short while, the path ended, and a solid stone wall blocked their way.

This wall was different from ordinary ones, adorned with strange talismans.

Without pausing, Elder Ma swept his sleeve again and took out a bright令符 (command talisman). A red light shot forth from it.

Pfft...

The light entered the mountain wall and vanished. Soon after, spiritual lights illuminated the walls, making the talismans glow brightly.

A moment later, rumbling sounds filled their ears as the stone wall opened up, revealing a layer of water curtain in front.

It was indeed a water curtain, blue in color, resembling a deep lake. Lin Xuan released his divine sense and found it had a shielding effect.

But Elder Ma entered without hesitation.

Lin Xuan frowned but didn't think there were any traps inside.

After all, he too was from Cloud Concealment Sect.

With this thought, Lin Xuan followed suit.

Then came the Peak Master of Sky Sword, followed by other Core Formation stage cultivators.

Sure enough, it felt like diving into water.

But soon, before them, a vast open space appeared.

In the center stood grand and majestic buildings, resembling an arena.

If ordinary people witnessed this scene, they would be stunned.

How could there be such spacious grounds deep in the mountain?

To cultivators, however, it was nothing extraordinary; the wonders of cultivation magic were on display here.

"Please."

Elder Ma led the way again. The group flew above the ancient building.

Sure enough, around them were tiers for spectators, with a large circular arena in the middle, over a hundred feet in diameter.

"Not bad," Lin Xuan's expression remained calm and composed, his relaxed demeanor making Sword Sovereign Tianxuan secretly grumble. Lin Xuan wasn't nervous, but he was already anxious.

"Please take your positions. We can serve as witnesses. The winner will get the Purple Heart Ground Fire. But remember, this is a competition; please try to hold back," Elder Ma's voice echoed.

Lin Xuan nodded and didn't waste any time. Green light enveloped him as he flew towards the center of the arena.

Sword Sovereign Tianxuan, though doubtful internally, couldn't afford to show weakness at this moment. So, regardless of his thoughts, he too flashed with spiritual lights, transforming into a streak of lightning to face Lin Xuan across from him.

Ten paces apart, they stood facing each other without moving. However, the atmosphere around them instantly became tense.

Around them, over two hundred Core Formation stage cultivators dispersed and chatted, their voices filling the air. Naturally, all their discussions centered on who would win this battle.

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