The third Battle.

The Hierarch nodded slightly and immediately took out a bunch of flower branches that seemed to have just been broken off from the branch. This flower branch was half open and half closed. It looked soft and bright, as if it had condensed the breath of spring on it, revealing an indescribable sense of vitality.

The Crimson petals were exactly the same as the flower tree at the bottom of the waterfall and the edge of the pool.

However, this cluster of flowers had a golden color that was hard to distinguish if one did not look carefully. The threads were embedded in it, and as the light source changed, they refracted the stars, making it look more luxurious and graceful.

The sect leader gestured for Yan mingxiao to come forward and receive it. He calmly said,"Three days later, I will have a battle with PEI Ling."

"If I win, that would be for the best."

"If you lose, you will take this Shenyi wood and become the sect leader."