Time ticks away, and the competition draws ever closer.
The numerous cultivators are increasingly nervous.
However, at this moment, there are still three people who haven't made an appearance; the first, naturally, is Wang Ye, followed by Tang Xuan and Hui Xing.
"Damn, this Hui Xing is really putting on airs, it's so late and he hasn't come yet. Hui Xing, do you think you're as important as the Sect Master, always appearing last?"
"Exactly, Tang Xuan's Buddha Peak is nothing but a bunch of losers, why haven't they shown up at the competition yet?"
No one dared to talk about Wang Ye, so everyone started criticizing Tang Xuan and his disciple.
Many eyes turned towards Buddha Peak.
After all, without these two special spectators, the competition seems to be missing something.
Buddha Peak!
At the center sits Tang Xuan, with Hui Xing sleeping with his head covered.
In the real world, Hui Xing is completely defeated, but in his dream, he is the ruler of the world.
