Eight-star Dou Shengs were pinnacle experts on this continent. Aside from a handful of people, an Eight-star Dou Sheng represented the absolute peak of the continent. Yet such an expert had fallen just like that. Thinking about it, it was somewhat unbelievable.
But upon further thought, it was not so hard to accept. Wasn't battle simply like this? Though one's rank was higher, strength greater, and vitality more tenacious, one could still die.
And it was very possible for death to come down to the smallest margin. A single move's difference could cause a life to slip away.
Of course, it also depended on the opponent. If both sides held back, they could naturally fight for a long time without a victor. But if they began with the goal of killing each other, the battle would naturally end more quickly.
In battles like this, death seemed inevitable. Especially when some people fought desperately, with it being either their death or yours. That was only normal.
So although Xiao Yan and Xiao Heng had both killed their opponents in a short time, if they encountered someone stronger than themselves, or if something unexpected happened to them, this style of fighting might cause them to die even faster.
In short, Emperor Realm Soul Power was truly too powerful.
However, neither of them had escaped without paying a price. The bone-deep wound on Xiao Heng's arm, Xiao Yan's listless and bedraggled appearance, and their clothes soaked in blood all proved that this battle had not been as easy as it looked.
After taking medicinal pills, the two men's complexions improved somewhat.
Seeing that the battle had finally ended, Qing Lin, who had been in the corner, finally let out a breath of relief.
The pressure brought by two Eight-star Dou Sheng experts had