Jiang Haitian decisively stepped forward.
"If you are not defeated after three moves, I will commit suicide on the spot."
"oh?"
Wu Xiulin looked at Jiang Haitian with suspicion, wondering if this guy was planning some kind of scheme.
"What, are you afraid?"
Jiang Haitian provoked him.
"Are you afraid that you, a dignified Great Emperor, will be brutally defeated by a few manifest saints and lose face?"
"It's alright, if you're scared, then forget it. Anyway, looking at your long face, it's like a state banquet at Tian Sheng Palace—it makes everyone lose their appetite."
"Ha, are you trying to provoke me?"
The next moment, a life-and-death contract floated down from the void.
"Sign it. I agree to your request. Three days later, on the Daoxuan Platform, I'd like to see how these six scoundrels can shake me in the slightest."
Jiang Haitian immediately signed his name on it and cut his finger with a dagger, drawing out a drop of blood.
The contract, stained with blood, quickly reacted, emitting bursts of spiritual light.
Wu Xiulin also branded his name and mark on the life-and-death contract.
"The contract is complete."
"Life and death are irrelevant."
"please."
Wu Xiulin vanished into the sky in an instant.
Once everyone had left, one of the ghostly figures said uneasily, "Father, can this really work? Even if we joined forces, we couldn't withstand a single move from a Great Emperor cultivator."
Jiang Haitian chuckled: "You think I'd let you bunch of trash go to your deaths for nothing? Even if you're going to die, you can only die by my hand."
Rest assured, in three days you will witness a brand new miracle, and I'll also give you a big gift along the way.
...
Back to the present, three days later, Daoxuan Terrace was packed with people.
Cultivators from all walks of life gathered together, just to witness this competition that had no suspense whatsoever.
The Emperor's actions shook heaven and earth; if one could have the chance to witness them from afar, perhaps one could break through one's own limitations.
Meanwhile, gambling dens have been set up in various parts of the city, with odds of 1:200.
Song Yanran and Luo Pianhong also arrived at the viewing platform ahead of time to witness this earth-shattering duel together.
Yu Xiyan also arrived at the same time.
Looking at Jiang Haitian, who was sitting calmly not far away, Luo Pianhong asked Song Yanran uncertainly, "Sister, can this really work?"
Song Yanran, however, was engrossed in looking at a pair of tiger-head shoes she had bought from the market. When Luo Pianhong asked about them, she simply replied, "Don't worry, he never does anything he's not sure of. Just sit back and watch."
Just then, an imperial might descended from the sky.
Wu Xiulin, exuding an extremely powerful Daoist aura, landed proudly on the Dao Xuan Platform.
At the same time, six ghostly figures emerged from the void, and the two sides confronted each other twenty steps away from the martial arts forest.
"here we go."
Jiang Haitian smiled slightly, the magic bead in his hand spinning rapidly.
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