'...How did he cultivate such a Nature?'
'The Nature Attribute Level...'
'...can only be formed with Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, or in a special region.'
Her eyes flickered slightly.
"Yuanling's loss was not unjust."
High above on the other side, several figures with deep, condensed auras and faint sword intent swirling around them were also quietly watching the battle.
They were the Elders from the Golden Rainbow Sword Sect who had come for the exchange. Their attire was similar in style to the disciples' but appeared more antiquated, and their bearing was far more profound.
One of them, a lean-faced old man with three strands of a long beard beneath his chin, had eyes as deep as an ancient well.
He watched the entire battle, not looking away until Zhao Yuanling was completely encased in ice and Qin Fang had claimed his victory.
"That Qin Fang... he certainly has something special about him."
