Yet Yan Daolin's words still made Su Yi's heart tighten.
One foot had crossed the threshold of the Path to Feathered Ascension. This undoubtedly proved that Yan Daolin now possessed combat strength no weaker than the Temple Master at his very peak!
"In your eyes, Temple Master, this little achievement in the Great Dao truly amounts to nothing."
Yan Daolin spoke slowly. "But for me, when you and I meet today, it is already enough."
Su Yi said, "Want to give it a try?"
Yan Daolin smiled. "You and I have known each other for so many years. Since we are going to fight, let us be more straightforward. No external objects, only our respective attainments in the Great Dao—how about we settle who is superior?"
Su Yi rose into the air and arrived beneath the heavens. "Come and fight."
He stood alone amid the sea of clouds, his robes fluttering, detached and transcendent.
Seeing this, Yan Daolin said to Lu Yun beside him, "No matter the outcome, remember not to implicate anyone else."
"Yes!"
Lu Yun solemnly accepted the order.
Yan Daolin nodded and rose into the air.
The Nine Heavens Pavilion Sect Leader wore a broad-sleeved robe, his face lean and refined. From beginning to end, he maintained an unruffled, composed bearing.
At this moment, as he looked at Su Yi in the distance, even a ripple could not help but rise in the depths of Yan Daolin's tranquil eyes.
He had waited too long for this day.
Silently, an invisible majesty surged forth from Yan Daolin.
The sky abruptly darkened. Rule power suffused with the aura of calamity spread densely across the heavens like heavy storm clouds.
That was the Heavenly Prayer Law, the strongest rule power of the Heavenly Prayer Star Realm!
On the ground, Wei