Chapter 861: How Wonderful — You Really Know How to Pick Your Opponents!

Within Shengcheng, winds rose and clouds surged — the Source Masters of the ancient Source-Art aristocratic clan were about to face Fang Yu in a great Source-Art showdown.

The news had long since spread, shocking countless cultivators; no one knew how many people had specially rushed to Shengcheng to witness this grand occasion. Even the reclusive elders of great sects had emerged from seclusion and come to Shengcheng to watch this Source-Art duel.

"I heard the people of the ancient Source-Art aristocratic clan boasted they'd trample Fang Yu to death in Source Arts — is that true?"

"A Source-Art duel is indeed extremely dangerous among expert contests — life and death hang by a thread. In the past there have been Source-Art masters who perished, dying beneath a Source-Art duel."

"The Source-Art aristocratic clan will certainly go all-out this time. I wonder where they'll set the dueling ground — whichever sacred land it is, that place will suffer enormous losses."

"The sacred land's loss is a foregone conclusion. Back when Source Master Yuan visited the stone workshops of every great sacred land, their faces would all turn green. I'm also curious which unlucky one it'll be this time."

"I really don't know what fine things will be cut out — the stakes are two million jin of Source, a sum that's astronomical!"

Throughout the vast divine city, everyone was discussing it; even the third impending great battle at Zishan had its风头 overshadowed.

Not long after, the location of the Source-Art duel was announced — Yaoguang Stone Workshop was chosen, and it would officially begin in one shichen.

Yaoguang Stone Workshop was instantly packed to overflowing; no one knew how many people swarmed toward it, eager to witness this grand event.

"This is way too exaggerated — it rivals the Source Master himself back in the day."

"Even when Source Master dueled the Yaochi Holy Maiden, there weren't this many people, were there?"

"Shengcheng has been quiet for a long time — with such a huge spectacle now, of course everyone wants to come watch."

"Look, the people of Yaoguang Sacred Land are turning green."

When the people of Yaoguang Sacred Land learned their stone workshop would become the main battlefield, their expressions immediately turned extremely ugly — nothing could be worse than this.

At this moment, they even had the impulse to hire killers to murder the Source-Art aristocratic clan's experts or Fang Yu, but it was already too late.

In the end, they could only pinch their noses and wait for those cursed visitors to arrive.

They very much wanted to put away their priceless strange stones, but unfortunately too many people had come to the garden — under the watchful eyes of all, they couldn't afford to lose face like that.

In the end, they were forced to accept this fact.

"So many people — that's Jin Chixiao of the Northern Plains Golden Family, and that's Xiang Yifei, the Holy Son of the Dayan Sacred Land — and that young Daoist nun from the Dao Yi Sacred Land actually came too."

"The Yaochi Holy Maiden has come too."

"The Zifu Holy Maiden has come too."

"The little moon of the Ji Family has come too — her brother didn't arrive."

People discovered that most of the Holy Son-level figures of the younger generation had come — almost the full set.

Of course, the Divine King of the Eastern Wastes' Ji Family did not come; everyone knew some of the past dealings between Fang Yu and the Ji Family's Divine Body.

Besides these, some old antiques had also arrived.

"Isn't that the Supreme Elder of the Yinyang Sect? I heard he's been in closed-door cultivation for over a dozen years — to think he'd actually appear this time."

"Those old men over there seem to be Supreme Elders of several sacred lands!"

"Heavens — experts from the Central Province Imperial Court have come too!"

People were greatly astonished. Today's great Source-Art duel had alarmed many figures of tremendous background; the magnitude of its influence could be seen at a glance.

The people of the ancient Source-Art aristocratic clan arrived first — four elders and several young men walked into Yaoguang Stone Workshop, drawing exclamations from the crowd.

"Those four elders are all Source-Art Grandmasters, on excellent terms with every great sacred land. Whenever problems arise in the ancient mines of the great sacred lands, these four Grandmasters step in, and the problems are usually resolved at once."

"Even if Fang Yu loses this time, it's no disgrace — those four Grandmasters have lived for how many years, steeped in Source Arts for ages, and have long reached the realm of sheer perfection."

"I'm afraid things won't be so easy. This Source-Art duel decides both victory and defeat, and life and death. Someone is likely to fall later."

While the crowd was discussing, Fang Yu, Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and Tu Fei arrived — instantly causing a sensation.