At that time, Sha Tongtian's face was ashen, and his Divine Sense seemed a bit delirious, managing to stand up only with the support of two Tianjian Peak disciples.
"You've yielded," Liu Ming said, clasping his hands in thanks, then turned and leapt down from the arena, walking away.
The surrounding crowd hurriedly made way for him, and the white-robed middle-aged official watching Liu Ming's figure revealed a thoughtful look in his eyes.
An hour later, a black light fell upon the peak of Luoyou Peak, and a shadow flickered briefly before Liu Ming's figure appeared.
In front of the grand hall at the summit of Luoyou Peak stood two unfamiliar black-robed door-guarding disciples who hastened towards Liu Ming as they saw him approaching.
"Has Senior Brother come to Luoyou Peak seeking assistance?" Although they did not recognize Liu Ming, the spiritual pressure he emitted was evidently not lesser than that of a Crystal Formation cultivator, so they respectfully asked.