Watching the barrier envelop the stage, everyone at the scene held their breath, eyes filled with anticipation.
Because they all knew.
A fierce battle was about to unfold.
"Junior Brother Xu, let me see your strength!" Yang Fan smirked, a playful smile on his face, as if treating Xu Wendong like a trapped beast in a cage.
Seeing the mischievous smile on Yang Fan's lips, Xu Wendong's heart trembled, a sense of foreboding arising within him.
He could clearly feel the deep hostility Yang Fan had towards him.
Things had already slipped from his control.
And from the control of the Elixir Sect's higher-ups.
Thinking of this, he looked towards the viewing area at the Second Elder Dustless, just as he expected, Dustless had a smile full of meaning on his face.
At that moment.
Xu Wendong had an epiphany.
It must be Dustless who approached Yang Fan, wanting to use his hand to eliminate him.
