East Sea Dragon Subduing

Duàn Yì stood tall as a coiled dragon, holding the ancient divine sword Dragon Abyss in silence, his bearing lofty and exceptional.

Especially after crushing the Crimson-Faced Heavenly King head-on, a broad, tyrannical aura had gathered around him. He had completed his transformation from one of the younger generation into a Martial Arts Hegemon.

From this day onward, he could loudly proclaim to the world that he was no longer the weak man he had once been. Even the foremost experts could be defeated beneath his overbearing stance.

If he fought Zhang Qingshan, one of Ruyi Tower's masters, again, he believed he could certainly break the latter's Three Cosmic Arts and defeat him.

The change in his heart brought light to his eyes. Though exhaustion could not be concealed, they still burst forth with divine radiance, sharp as a stream of sword light.

Duàn Yì looked at the Crimson-Faced Heavenly King, his gaze flickering as he considered how to deal with him.

Although I used the Fourteen Deadly Swords and crushed him in one stroke, the expenditure was immense. At this moment, I have not even half the strength I possessed at my peak.

Though he is wounded, his body has been tempered with Iron Body Divine Skill. It is powerful and resilient, and he still retains a certain degree of fighting strength.

If I insist on killing him, there is an eighty percent chance of success, but he may inflict considerable damage on me.

Especially since he is one of the White Lotus Sect's upper ranks. He may possess forbidden techniques like the Self-Sacrifice Art or Heavenly Demon Dissolution.

Although this Crimson-Faced Heavenly King did not seem as vicious and brutal as Killing Fist, one could judge the man through his martial arts. His Chaotic Saber Art was unpredictable