Spiritual Race Bloodline

On the main Spiritual Peak, a large stage was at the top of the mountain where the Mystic True Sacred Clan was located. This stage was known as the True King Stage, and it was extremely famous. It had been there for dozens of millennia.

In the Mystic True Sacred Clan, normal experts and Core disciples didn’t even have the right to fight on the True King Stage because it was a place where only Kings fought.

On this day, the sun glowed as two figures stood looking at each other on the True King Stage.

One of them was a proud youth with his hands behind his back. His eyes were sharp, and they seemed to be stars as he gave off an imperial aura.

It was like looking at a ball of divine silver light.

He was Nan Gongsheng, the number one genius of the True Martial Sacred Land.

“Zhe zhe, who else can compare to Nan Gongsheng in the younger generation apart from Meng Xi?”

“Nan Gongsheng’s now a King. Even Meng Xi and Zhao Feng won’t be able to last ten moves against him.”