The scene returned to the western reaches of the Great Desolation Region, the territory of the Moon Chasing Palace.
At this moment, the battle between Gui Fan and True Person Zhiyang was still ongoing!
Yet although no victor had been decided, the scene was exceedingly strange.
The entire situation could not be said to have nothing to do with a life-and-death showdown; it could only be said that it had not even grazed the edge of one!
Because from beginning to end, Gui Fan had never counterattacked again. He had merely kept evading True Person Zhiyang's fierce onslaught.
At first, everyone thought this was Gui Fan's strategy, that he intended to exhaust True Person Zhiyang's Pure Yang power and fight again once his source had run dry.
But True Person Zhiyang was not a fool. How could he continuously use his own source of Pure Yang power without restraint?
He merely carried his magic treasure as he relentlessly pursued Gui Fan, from the heavens to the earth. Yet along the way, he conserved his Pure Yang source as much as possible, refusing to let it run dry.
"Gui Fan, didn't you boast that you would take my head from my shoulders? Why do you only know how to run now?"
"If this is all you are capable of, then I think we should let Palace Mistress Yue Xuan announce the result of this battle!"
For some reason, Gu Haoran felt a faint sense of unease in his heart, yet he could not say exactly where the problem lay.
Clearly, he held an overwhelming advantage in the current situation, but Gui Fan's constant flight was simply far too strange.
The other spectators gradually lost their patience as well, feeling that this decisive battle was truly not exciting enough.
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