For years.
He had stood unrivaled in Azure Spirit.
Talent, innate aptitude, comprehension, physique.
In every one, he had led all others by an unbridgeable gulf.
When he condensed his Dao flame.
He had astounded the ages even more.
Bringing forth eight colors.
He had believed himself invincible.
Able to dominate the world.
Never had he imagined that someone his own age could surpass his brilliance.
What made it even harder to accept was that his opponent came from Great Xia, a rustic from a petty dynasty whom they regarded as lowly as an ant.
"This lowborn fellow may have stumbled upon some fortunate encounter!"
One of the Qiankun Stars murmured, hoping to comfort Qin Qiankun and salvage his dignity.
But Qin Qiankun remained silent, his expression gloomy.
Arrogant though he was, he had never made a habit of forcing excuses to save face.
Inferior was inferior.
Lesser was lesser.
What was there to argue?
In any case, no matter what happened today.
This lowborn fellow would die here.
He would sever every tie.
"Will you use your full strength? At the same cultivation level, I have almost no rivals!" Xiao Chen said.
Despite gaining an initial advantage.
Xiao Chen was not complacent.
He understood that Qin Qiankun was an extraordinary foe, whose true strength far exceeded what he had just displayed.
His setbacks now.
Were all because.
He had suppressed his strength.
At the King Realm Fourth Layer, with his Black Tortoise Saint Soul sealed, Qin Qiankun was still remarkable, but not enough to contend with him.
By this point in the fight, Xiao Chen found it utterly dull.
He wanted Qin Qiankun to go all out.
"I have one more technique. Withstand it first, then we'll talk!"
Qin Qiankun spoke softly. Compared with before, his attitude was noticeably