Upon hearing the name Zhang Yan, Wu Yinming couldn't help but show a change in expression. On the day of the Battle of the Three Pools, he had once been saved by Zhang Yan on Bamboo Island, and he had always secretly harbored gratitude. At this moment, hearing that his disciple was also in this competition, he couldn't help but pay extra attention.
However, someone, out of jealousy, snorted coldly and said, "Rigid things break easily, be careful, the faster you rush, the harder you fall."
Wu Yinming grinned; though this person spoke with a tinge of jealousy, there was some truth to his words.
If a disciple rushed too far ahead without peers to compete against, then on the formation stage, they would face the elders in Shangming Hall.
These elders, although their cultivation was also at the Xuan Guang Realm, had all been cultivating for over a hundred years. Whether in experience or mastery of the Dao, they far exceeded them and were truly formidable opponents.
