"The Hua Xu Clan is merely the bottom rung among the Twelve Superior Clans, yet you dare act so presumptuously before this Quasi-Saint!"
With a flick of Shi Feng's hand, the eyeball-like Stone Bead let out a shrill howl and flew up with a buzz, viciously slamming toward the diamond-shaped divine pearl in midair.
At the same time, six rings guarded his body as he charged at Hua Qing like the wind.
Within the Old Cliff Peak ruins, Quasi-Saint divine abilities were largely suppressed. Fighting here came down to the foundation of one's six rings, as well as the strength or weakness of each other's Great Dao.
They had come to blows at the first disagreement.
That was the way things were done on the level of the Outer Ruin.
"My clan may be at the bottom, but that does not make you, Shi Feng, seem any more powerful..."
Her sky-blue divine robes fluttered, and the four rings around Hua Qing's graceful figure rippled. Fearless, she raised a palm to meet him.
Boom! Boom!
The two exchanged blows like lightning, shaking the cliff-top until it rumbled.
Yet this truly was a field ruin. No matter how fiercely Shi Feng and Hua Qing fought, they could not damage a single blade of grass or tree here.
This place itself existed like something both real and illusory!
"Urgh..."
After more than ten exchanges, the sky-blue figure gave a muffled groan. Blood spilled from Hua Qing's lips as she was blasted off the cliff-top, retreating onto the stone path amid the sea of gray clouds.
"Daring to contend with me for a fortuitous opportunity—this is your fate!"
Shi Feng's aura was astonishing as he mocked her.
Assuming she would not dare provoke him again, he turned to claim the "opportunity" atop the cliff.