In the life and death arena, a proud and aloof figure stood there as if having transformed into a statue.
Time silently elapsed.
Gradually, some of the Seven Star Sword Sect disciples surrounding the life and death arena were slightly impatient.
"Where’s Duan Ling Tian? Why hasn’t he come?"
"Supposedly, two years ago, it was he who personally agreed to the two year agreement, he wouldn’t be cowardly to the point he doesn’t dare come, right?’
"It’s possible. Two years ago, Zither Young Master was a seventh level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist… With Zither Young Master’s natural talent, I wouldn’t be surprised even if he has broken through to the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Stage."
"Ninth level of the Nascent Soul Stage… Duan Ling Tian who was only at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul Stage one years ago would probably be unable to compare with Zither Young Master after a mere year."