The two sides didn't engage directly.
Once about thirty people arrived, Lu Wangshu looked at Lu Qingshan with a bright demeanor, like a spring breeze, and called out, "Brother Qingshan."
"Alright."
Lu Qingshan laughed heartily.
Then, a platinum magical sword appeared in his hand. He looked calmly towards Sima Wenkong and said, "Are you ready?"
Sima Wenkong didn't speak.
Within his Qi Ocean Core, his Dao Foundation buzzed with resonance.
The magic aura of the Fifth Layer of Foundation Establishment surged like raging waves, revealing a shocking spiritual pressure.
As a cultivator from the Xuanwu Ridge Sima Family, his strength was exceptional, far superior to many Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators.
Soon, a soil-colored long spear spiritual artifact appeared in his hand. He looked at Lu Qingshan, spitting out one word, "Come!"
"It's about to begin."
The onlooking cultivators saw this scene and held their breath.
"Clang!"
