Chapter 120: Changing Positions

"Since I have agreed to a duel to the death with you, I naturally cannot flee the field. This place is not suitable for us to unleash our full strength. Shall we find another location to continue our fight?" Ji Mo stared at him coldly as she spoke.

"Fine. This is your territory; it is up to you to decide where is appropriate." Yan Wei glanced around at the collapsed arena, which had been destroyed by the sheer force of their collision, and understood her meaning. He did not make things difficult and agreed quite readily.

"Elder Mei, please help us select a suitable place for this battle." Ji Mo withdrew her gaze and turned it toward the five elders on the viewing platform. She addressed Elder Mei Xiangqian of the Thunder Peak. Although the Moon-Gazing Sect was only a fifth-grade sect, Ji Mo believed they would certainly have a place capable of withstanding a duel between her and Yan Wei.

"Very well, please follow me." Elder Mei raised an eyebrow, whispered a few words to the other four, and once a consensus was reached, he turned back to Ji Mo. "Follow us."

The arena on the Martial Arts Peak was meant to accommodate disciples at the Foundation Establishment and Core Formation stages, but Ji Mo and Yan Wei were anomalies who could not be judged by ordinary standards. If they continued to fight there, the entire peak would likely be half-destroyed. After consulting with the others, the five elders decided they had no choice but to find a more appropriate venue.

"Old Mei and I will take them there. I leave the subsequent tournament matches to the rest of you," Elder Feng of the Spirit Sword Peak instructed the others.

"No problem, leave it to us. You go ahead," the other three replied with nods.

After speaking, Elder Feng of the Spirit Sword Peak descended from the viewing platform with Elder Mei. They led Ji Mo and Yan Wei off the Martial Arts Peak and toward the Spirit Sword Peak. Upon arrival, Elder Mei said to them, "Wait here for a moment while I request permission from the Sect Leader to open the back mountain arena."

Just as he finished speaking, he noticed a group of people approaching from another direction. Ji Mo followed his gaze:

The group included almost all the high-ranking members of the Moon-Gazing Sect, with all five peak masters present. In addition, there were the first elders of the Thunder, Spirit Sword, and Purple Wood peaks, along with the Prince of the Cloud Sea Kingdom, and the lead elders from the Lanhui Sect and the Guyi Gate. Beyond these figures, there was also the elderly man surnamed Rong and his companions, as well as Su Ye.

Today's tournament involved not only Yan Wei's challenge to Ji Mo but also a challenge issued by Master Mo, who had accompanied the elder surnamed Rong, to Su Ye. Ever since it became known that Su Ye had emerged victorious in the Bloody Arena, his name had become incredibly mysterious and powerful in the eyes of everyone.

Compared to Ji Mo, who was still at the Foundation Establishment stage, the battle between Su Ye and Master Mo naturally drew more attention. Consequently, when the tournament began, almost all the high-ranking members of the sect had gathered at the Core Formation arena. However, just like Ji Mo's match, the Core Formation arena on the Martial Arts Peak could not withstand the destructive power of Su Ye and Mo Wuxin.

The two had exchanged only a single blow before shattering the arena. Left with no choice, Leng Fengyang was leading them to open the reserve arena behind the Spirit Sword Peak, never expecting to run into Ji Mo and the others.

Lei Wei and the others were momentarily stunned when they saw Ji Mo, Yan Wei, and the two elders. The first elder of the Spirit Sword Peak glared at them and asked skeptically, "Where are you taking them?"

"The Martial Arts Peak arena cannot withstand their battle. I was just about to request the Peak Master to open the sect's reserve arena," Elder Feng replied with a bitter smile. The crowd was shocked; the arena could withstand the full blow of a peak Core Formation cultivator, yet it could not hold two Foundation Establishment cultivators?

They could accept that Su Ye and Mo Wuxin had destroyed their arena, but they were deeply astonished that Ji Mo and Yan Wei, who were only at the Foundation Establishment stage, had done the same. They looked at the two with a mix of disbelief and shock. Only the elderly man surnamed Rong remained calm, appearing entirely unsurprised.

"In that case, let us all go to the Mist-Hidden Peak," Sect Leader Leng Fengyang interjected with a slight cough. The reserve arena of the Spirit Sword Peak was actually located within the Mist-Hidden Peak. Only the peak masters and elders knew of its existence. The Mist-Hidden Peak was small and uninhabited, containing only two arenas specifically for high-stakes duels.

These arenas were unique, surrounded by an invisible protective formation. It was rumored that even Dao-Integration stage cultivators could not damage the formation. While this was merely a legend, it was a proven fact that during the Moon-Gazing Sect's golden age, three Transformation-God stage cultivators had once fought there at full strength without causing any damage to the formation.

It was hard to imagine a fifth-grade sect being able to construct such a formation, but the rise of the Moon-Gazing Sect was shrouded in mystery, and no one dared to pry too deeply into its origins.

The Mist-Hidden Peak had seen little use since its inception. Aside from the occasional high-ranking member testing their skills, it had not hosted outsiders for countless years. The leadership felt a complex mix of emotions knowing that today, they were opening the peak for a pair of Foundation Establishment cultivators and a pair of Core Formation cultivators.

"Haha, little junior sister, well done. I believe you will not lose this fight," Su Ye said, observing the expressions of those present before turning to Ji Mo and patting her shoulder lightly. He seemed entirely unsurprised that Ji Mo and Yan Wei had ended up here.

"Thank you, Senior Brother. I believe you won't lose either," Ji Mo replied with a smile. She was equally curious about her fourth senior brother; he seemed to be cloaked in a thick mist of mystery. However, thinking of herself, she felt at ease. On the path of cultivation, who didn't have their own secrets?

Lei Wei glanced at his two disciples. Both Ji Mo and Su Ye had far exceeded his expectations. He had always known his five disciples were exceptional and would likely surpass him one day, but he never imagined they would reach such heights. His heart was filled with both pride and deep emotion.

The elder surnamed Rong, as both a guest and a primary party to the event—since two of the combatants were his disciples—had no objection to Leng Fengyang's proposal, despite his own mysterious background and unfathomable strength. As for the Prince of the Cloud Sea Kingdom and the representatives from the Lanhui Sect and Guyi Gate, they knew their place as guests and offered no objections.