The great battle began.
Huai Yuan appeared to be responding passively, but whenever he struck, he was exceptionally ferocious and overbearing.
He unleashed every scrap of his Eight Refinements God Lord power.
As though fighting for his life.
A moment later.
The spectators stood there with frozen expressions.
They had witnessed firsthand just how heaven-defying Su Yi's combat strength was; it could no longer be measured by common sense.
Even someone as powerful as Huai Yuan, fighting with all his life on the line, had merely battled Su Yi to a draw!!
Who would not be shocked by that?
For Su Yi, this battle absolutely counted as the most exhilarating one he had experienced since entering the Good Fortune Realm!
This was likely what it meant for a worthy opponent to meet a worthy rival.
It also further proved that, at the Good Fortune Realm level, he truly could contend against an Eight Refinements God Lord.
Of course, this was based on his own strength, not external objects.
But if he wanted to take down an old monster like Huai Yuan, who had immersed himself in the Eight Refinements God Lord realm for countless years, it would be difficult to accomplish in a short time.
By Su Yi's estimate, without using external objects, killing Huai Yuan would likely require him to pay a price as well.
"Die!"
Amid the fierce battle, Huai Yuan suddenly bellowed. A nearly transparent flying needle abruptly shot from his mouth, unexpectedly piercing through Su Yi's offensive and stabbing toward his throat.
Clang!!
At the critical moment, Su Yi used the Foot Sword to block the flying needle.
But all of a sudden, that slender needle, fine as an ox hair, violently exploded, surging with a monstrous black torrent of destruction.
That kind of power was