"This... must be Senior Elder Han Yu of Xizhou Mansion, right?"

No need for Han Feng to introduce, Yuanhui had already figured it out. Nowadays, on this continent, the only person who dares to talk to the Green Immortal like this is Senior Elder Han Yu!

"Two Immortal Transformation experts?!"

Looking at those two figures emitting immense pressure, Yuanhui's heart also felt a bit warm. Such experts were previously untouchable.

Green Immortal glanced at Senior Elder Han Yu, then waved his hand and loudly exclaimed, "Enough nonsense, since everyone is here, let's begin. If we delay any longer, the ownership of the Immortal Emperor's Ruler might lead to trouble!"

Upon hearing Green Immortal's words, the three elders (one of them being a fat old man) also smiled and looked towards Su Rou and the others who had just arrived. Their gaze lingered on Yuanhui, showing a hint of suspicion.

"Grandpa Fatty, stop looking! I know there's no proof to praise Yuanhui's strength, but he defeated Han Feng. It's normal for him to replace Han Feng." Ai'er interjected.

"Oh?" The fat man's cheek muscles twitched, then he smiled kindly at Yuanhui. If that was the case, it was all fine.

"Among the three sent by Green Immortal Pavilion, the two children sent by Green Immortal are now both at the late stage of the Nine Hearts realm, similar to Su Rou and Han Feng. It's hard to say who will win."

"What about the third person?" Su Rou seemed unfazed as she asked.

"It is said to be Green Immortal's son. His reputation wasn't prominent before, but based on my observation, he should also be at the mid-level of the Boundaryless stage, considered outstanding among the younger generation." The fat man explained.

"Oh..."

Upon hearing this, Han Ai'er and Su Rou secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Considering Yuanhui's strength in defeating Han Feng with a single move before, he should have more than enough ability.

While they were chatting, the Green Immortal Pavilion suddenly split open, and three figures strolled out, standing behind Green Immortal.

Yuanhui took the opportunity to glance over.

"Two men and a woman, just like us," Han Feng joked.

The man in front of the three was dressed in a white robe, handsome in appearance, wearing a seemingly gentle smile on his face. Standing there, he bore a resemblance to Green Immortal's immortal demeanor, truly father and son.

The other man, in grey clothes, looked ordinary and stood out as a stark contrast to the man in white. He seemed like an ordinary guard.

However... when Yuanhui's gaze swept over the man in grey clothes, his brows furrowed inexplicably.

The remaining woman was also beautiful, but compared to Su Rou and Ai'er, she fell short and didn't seem like a favored woman.

"The one in white is Green Immortal's son, Feng Jingtian. He is now at the late stage of the Nine Hearts realm and is highly renowned in our Great Western State. The woman is his sister, Feng Xiaoling, equally talented and powerful as her brother. As for the last person... huh, haven't seen him before?" The fat man scratched his head.

Stupid! Yuanhui cursed in his heart. He must be one of those bastards brought in by the Green Immortal Pavilion, right?

"At the mid-level of the Boundaryless stage, we might have a hard time..." Han Feng said to Yuanhui with a wry smile.

Yuanhui nodded slightly, glancing at the unremarkable man in grey clothes before retracting his gaze.

"Ants from Xizhou, who wants to go first?"

As Yuanhui observed Feng Jingtian and the others, Feng Xiaoling, who seemed somewhat arrogant, made a pointed glance at Yuanhui and the others. Holding a red long sword, she tightly shut her eyes.

As everyone wondered, her eyes suddenly snapped open, and with a vicious look, she gazed at Yuanhui and the others.

Seeing this person, Yuanhui felt the eyes of everyone on their side turn to Su Rou.

Everyone's eyes were urging her to step forward...

Su Rou glanced at her, then walked up and taunted, "In a rush to embarrass yourself? A stray from the Central Plains!"

"Hey, when I smash your face later, don't cry about your ruined beauty!" Feng Xiaoling retorted arrogantly, even more so than Su Rou. The meeting between the Great Western State and the Central Plains naturally began with sharp words.

"If everyone's ready, let the Immortal Formation Cage begin!"

As the two women entered the battlefield, the rest retreated quickly, leaving a vast space.

"Hmph!"

Just as the voice sounded, a powerful Chi wave erupted almost simultaneously from the two women, like a fierce wind, blowing all the leaves on the trees into the sky.

"Crack!"

The fiery red sword shadows almost instantly pierced through the air, like a fiery python, lightning-fast towards Su Rou.

Facing Feng Xiaoling's ruthless attack, Su Rou gave a cold snort, lightly gripping a pale blue sword that flashed out of thin air. She took a step forward and engaged with Feng Xiaoling.

Both were at the late stage of the Nine Hearts realm, rare talents in the continent. Their exchange was intense and created striking marks on the ground as their fierce swordplay danced, forming sharp and visible tracts.

Yuanhui watched the intense battle in the center. After a while, he slowly withdrew his gaze, realizing that despite being at the same cultivation stage, Su Rou seemed to have the upper hand over Feng Xiaoling. Initially, there might not be a significant difference, but as the battle continued, the gap between them would undoubtedly widen.

In this match, Su Rou's victory seemed almost certain.

"Your observation is quite sharp. Feng Xiaoling has too many openings in her power enhancement. Although she forcefully advanced her realm, she still lacks practical combat experience and her Core shaping is incomplete," Wu Xian smiled.

As expected, with the evenly matched battle between the two, Feng Xiaoling's attacks gradually paled, whereas Su Rou grew stronger as the fight went on!

"I'm going to win..." Yuanhui whispered softly to himself, followed by the sound of Chi clashing.

The long sword in Feng Xiaoling's hand was directly found an opportunity by Su Rou's fine sword, flicking it away, leaving the long sword halted in front of her.

It was clear - Feng Xiaoling had depleted her Chi!

"The first round goes to Miss Han Su Rou from Xizhou Mansion," announced the referee from the Northern Border at that moment.

Upon hearing this, Su Rou, with a slightly sweaty forehead, smiled faintly and glanced at the pale-faced Feng Xiaoling, then turned and walked back to the Xizhou camp.

"Xiao Ling, you've worked hard. Come back now!" Green Immortal seemed not surprised at Feng Xiaoling's loss.

Not only did he not blame her, but he also comforted her.

After comforting Feng Xiaoling, he looked at the young man beside him in white and said, "Tian'er, it's your turn."

"Yes, Father."

"Remember, choose the young man on the far right..." Green Immortal whispered.

"Understood."

"Hehe, go on."

Green Immortal nodded with a smile, signaling everyone to begin.

This time, the young man's gaze casually swept over Yuanhui before turning to Han Feng. "Han Feng, it's your turn!"

Seeing Feng Jingtian naming him, Han Feng sighed helplessly, then walked out and stood in front of him. Han Feng clenched his palm and conjured a fiery spear suffused with Chi flames from his sleeve with theatrical flair.

He stomped heavily on the ground. "Please enlighten me!"

It had to be said that Han Feng's strength and aura were enough to make his opponents tremble in fear, as acknowledged by Su Rou and the Han faction.

Feng Jingtian smiled faintly, and a dark red giant sword appeared in his hand. With a flick of his arm, he released a flurry of sword shadows. Unintentionally, he showcased a pretty decent sword technique, appearing remarkably powerful, even causing the earth to tremble.

Seeing Feng Jingtian's mysterious sword technique, Han Feng's expression turned serious. He understood the troublesome nature of his opponent.

Among the younger generation on this continent, very few could surpass him... but this guy might be one of the very few!

"The second match begins!!"

As the referee's low voice fell, Feng Jingtian's eyes almost instantly turned as sharp as blades, and his giant sword struck at Han Feng's vital points with several sword Qi.

"Instant Thrust!"

Facing Feng Jingtian's fierce attack, Han Feng didn't dare to be negligent. His long spear, like an angry python, directly blocked Feng Jingtian's aberrant assault with Chi flames. However, the struggle displayed during the battle still darkened his complexion.

This battle, compared to Su Rou's previous one, was more thrilling and heart-stopping. Both were young talents, and in their exchange of attacks and defenses, a suffocating Chi wave emanated from them, unfolding mingling sharp spear shadows and sword light in the air.

Looking at the intense figures clashing amid bright sparks in the field, many in Xizhou Mansion wore tense and serious expressions.

If Han Feng could defeat Feng Jingtian, this Immortal Formation Cage challenge would end conclusively!

Yuanhui's gaze was also fixed at the moment on the two figures intensely battling, witnessing such a splendid clash among the young generation for the first time. Compared to them, the previous generation in the Imperial City was simply not worth mentioning.

"Boom!"

The spear and sword continued to clash in midair, sparks flying everywhere, indicating a trend where neither side had the upper hand.

"Alas, it seems this match can only end in a draw..."

"No!"

Just as Yuanhui lamented the missed opportunity, Wu Xian suddenly said sternly, "Han Feng will lose..."