Death Battle Arena.
The morning sunlight was just right, covering the entire Death Battle Arena.
When the figures from the Bai Family appeared at one of the independent stands from the entrance of the Death Battle Arena, the entire venue erupted in excitement.
"The people from the Bai Family, the Bai Family has arrived!"
"Who is that mysterious young man? He actually dares to challenge the eldest son of the Yuan Family."
"The duel is about to begin!"
"..."
On the stands, thousands of cultivators' discussions were heard, with countless gazes fixed on the Bai Family members.
"Heh, Patriarch Bai, you really came at the right time. I thought you might not dare to come."
Yuan Ba, the head of the Yuan Family, with his rough face, turned his gaze on Bai Qingtian and said.
"Yuan Ba, enough of your nonsense, where are Elder Xianyun and the girl Ruoxi?"
Bai Qingtian's face turned slightly cold, without even a polite remark, he spoke directly.
