"Sigh!"
It was evident that the Three Sects Martial Arts Competition was about to devolve into a bloodbath.
At that moment, a soft sigh echoed.
Though the sound was faint, it spread across the peak of Jinyu Peak, lingering in everyone's ears, reverberating with force!
All those present felt an unparalleled sense of oppression, and their gazes turned collectively toward the same direction.
The chief arbiter of this Three Sects Martial Arts Competition!
Elder Wu Shan of the Extreme Dao Sect!
Elder Wu Shan stood up and spoke indifferently, "In a ring battle, swords and blades have no eyes. Accidents happen—that is normal. Step back and do not disrupt the competition."
Sun Yingyang's face lit up with joy, and he said, "Elder Wu Shan speaks the truth!"
The Ninth Elder hadn't expected Elder Wu Shan to intervene in this matter. He frowned deeply and couldn't help but retort:
