"Heavenly means—I hope you won't disappoint me."
Xiang Yang looked at Zhi Shan, seated cross-legged atop the stone pillar. There was not a shred of fear in his heart; instead, a long-absent thrill rose within him. He was eager to witness the other man's trump card.
He had twice fought Old Man of Snow Ridge Mountain, the Heavenly master of Great Snow Ridge, in the Far East Region.
The first time, the other man had been at the height of his powers. Xiang Yang had relied on the favorable terrain and timing of Thunder Marsh, as well as the Divine Weapon Que Xie, to slash out a blade strike in an almost mutually destructive manner, yet he had only managed to lightly wound him.
Had it not been for Heavenly Silkworm Nine Transformations protecting his body, he would already have been reduced to bones and dust. That had been a crushing defeat.
The second time, his cultivation had soared, his martial strength leaping to an inconceivable realm. He fought Old Man of Snow Ridge Mountain again while the latter occupied Chu Canglan's body. The other man's Ice Heaven Tribulation was supremely fierce and vast beyond compare, but in the end, he no longer possessed Heavenly means and died by Xiang Yang's hand.
Today, he would battle Heavenly-level strength once more and see whether the gap between them was truly so vast as to be impossible to cross.
"Xiang Yang, your martial arts are indeed formidable. But on the Life and Death Arena today, only one person can walk away. Take my final move—kill, kill, kill!"
Seeing his three all-out moves broken so effortlessly, Zhi Shan fell into utter despair. The other man's strength was already on a completely different level from his. Though both were Innate masters, the gap between