The legendary warrior

However, not all of the nine elders would attend the Outer Competition.

From mid-air, four figures came floating down. The first one, who was familiar to Ricky, was Elder Abbott. He had just hosted two of Ricky's most recent battles to the death.

From the murmur of the other disciples, Ricky came to know the other three elders.

One grizzly man was Elder Neil; one old woman was Elder Lucia, and the last one was an ancient-looking man who had been the top elder of the Snow Sect. He had achieved demi-immortality for centuries.

He was known as a senior demi-immortal.

Their presences showed the difficulty in making a breakthrough to the level of an innate spirit from that of only a demi-immortal.

The four elders settled down, smiling at the disciples and standing beside the chairs on the dais. The sect chief of the Snow Sect hadn't arrived yet; they did not sit down out of courtesy.

"Are they waiting for the sect chief? I've heard that the chief of the Snow Sect is an out-and-out inborn overmatch. What could he be like?" Ricky murmured to himself.

"Ricky, it is said that the sect chief is honored as the top-ranked overmatch of the whole Snow Land!" Heather whispered into his ear.

"As the top-ranked overmatch of the Snow Sect, he must really deserve to be the sect chief!" Ricky thought.

...

"Ricky!" An aggressive voice yelled. Two young men walked up to Ricky and Heather.

One of them was Lean, and Ricky also knew the other one as Jarvis, the fourth-ranked outer disciple. They both belonged to the Refinement Faction.

"Lean, what's up? What? Can't wait to watch my body refinement cultivation method again?" Ricky snickered, looking scornfully at Lean.

"Watch your cultivation method? Don't flatter yourself of your nonsense refinement cultivation method! I'm here to warm you to watch your back at Outer Competition!" Lean said ferociously, his lips curling.

anyone in the Refinement Faction will always

as well that anyone who crosses me will suffer the same fate!" Ricky said coldly.

arrogant after the Outer Competition!" Lean said softly,

Lean and Jarvis left, because words could only go so far. To really disgrace him, they had to defeat

Outer Competition will be very interesting!" Many disciples remarked, after seeing the

the Refinement Faction, I'm sure that the Casting Faction wouldn't want to

not easily beat either. After all, he's the ruthless person who killed

...

superiority. If you think you stand a fair chance of being defeated, you can just throw in the towel,"

like he was giving her

felt hot. She

it into the top fifty of the outer disciples is enough for me," Heather replied, sticking

arena suddenly looked

had swept through them, making

a white figure appeared in the distance.

was a middle-aged man, more than eight feet tall, wearing a snow-white garment. Every inch of his body exuded the majesty and power of a king, especially his dark irises which were so deep that they looked as though they could see

black hair were ice

of Snow Sect

man was Zenith, the chief of the Snow Sect and the top-ranked overmatch of the Snow

the

and all the disciples bowed and shouted, as

prosperity of

Evan, please begin. Let me see how these outer disciples are doing," Zenith said to

the edge of dais and stopped to address the crowd.

chance to test your refinement outcome, so I hope all of you can actively participate in it. Don't give up this opportunity because of the rare odds

to the rules of Outer Competition, seniors or juniors, you are all fellow disciples, so I know I need not go more into this than

Elder Evan said the last sentence spiritedly, his energy bursting forth.