The brilliance of the flag was so dazzling, how could they not see it?
When Ling Han and Mo Taiping were battling, people gradually arrived. However, when they discovered that one of the two sides in the battle was a Six Cauldrons, and the other was a Seven Cauldrons, none of them dared to step forward to participate.
The gap in battle prowess was too wide. If they stepped forwards, they would only be delivering themselves up to be defeated.
However, this was good too. They would have these two strongest people to fight to the point that both of them were injured, and then they would be able to eliminate both of them.
"Who do you think will win?" someone asked.
"It should be Mo Taiping."
"Yi, isn't he unable to even fight back now? You still think highly of him?"
"He's Seven Cauldrons, after all. The cultivation level is clear for all to see! Moreover, which one of those who can charge up to the Seven Cauldrons isn't a prodigy among prodigies?"
