Li Guanqi and Gu Yong stood facing each other, the atmosphere around them growing oppressive and tense.

Li Guanqi gripped a long sword of thunder, constructed from Primordial Energy, its blade flickering with purple lightning.

Gu Yong, on the other hand, wielded an ancient longsword, exuding a fierce Sword Intent.

The Old Man's expression was grave, for he could clearly sense the formidable power of the young man standing before him.