The atmosphere above Heaven Dew Peak had grown so tense that even breathing felt difficult.
Cold qi from Ice God Valley spread through the sky like winter descending upon the world, turning the drifting air sharp and bitter. In response, the fierce and domineering pressure of Boundless Martial Palace surged upward like a rising tide, refusing to yield even a single inch.
The two forces had not yet exchanged blows, yet their opposing auras alone made the mountain feel trapped between a snowstorm and a sea of fire.
Between them stood countless stunned geniuses, disciples, and observers. None of them had imagined that a Tea Ceremony meant for sparring, reputation, and youthful competition would transform into a confrontation that might ignite war between major powers. Many who had arrived in excitement now stood frozen in disbelief.
