"Ice-Fire Taiji Spring, truly extraordinary, two completely different extreme forces, I'm afraid even a Half-Saint Cultivator's body could be torn apart. If these young ones go down, I'm afraid there's more danger than safety."
Above the platform, the predecessors of various Great Sects furrowed their brows, feeling rather troubled.
If it were a competition on the stage, although there would be risks, they wouldn't be fatal. Even if one encountered a cultivator far stronger than oneself, one could still exchange hands and experience it.
But now it's not possible. People are alive and adaptable, but the Ice-Fire Taiji Spring is inanimate and knows no mercy. If one truly enters, a slight misstep could lead to death, and their sect's power would be greatly diminished.
After a brief struggle internally, a few of the Sect Elders murmured to themselves and kept signaling to their Sect Disciples secretly, persuading them to immediately give up the first round of competition.