"Going six hundred miles directly north from here, we should reach the location of the Secret Realm of Time."
Li Qingque stopped leading the way and said, "So, Brother Chen, we should have a good match now."
Chen Sansi looked at him and said nothing.
"What?"
Li Qingque raised his chin: "Daoist, you don't intend to back out and just take away the Transport Silk and Chaos Green Lotus, do you? We agreed earlier to fair competition to decide their rightful owner."
"Alright then."
Chen Sansi said in a deep voice, "Let's just spar until a point then."
"Just spar until a point?"
Hearing this, Li Qingque couldn't help but chuckle: "In the contest of the Great Dao, it always ends in life and death, where does 'spar until a point' come from? Brother Chen, don't hesitate, just make your move."
"Brother Li."
Chen Sansi raised his voice: "You are not my match, let's focus on sparring."
