The immortal blade in Cang Tian's hand dissipated.
"Wait until you have fully comprehended the Earth Immortal Laws before fighting me again. If we continue now, this devil will still be the victor."
Even if he defeated Jiang Ping An now, it held no meaning for Cang Tian. At most, it would mean one fewer opponent capable of contending with him.
But would that be of any use?
No.
Would one who had embarked on the Invincible Path fear having an opponent of the same realm?
Naturally not.
On the contrary, only with Jiang Ping An contending against him would this Invincible Road not be so lonely.
That was the confidence of the invincible.
Even taking ten thousand steps back, if he lost, it would only mean he was unworthy of walking this road. Even without the boost of Invincible Belief, he believed he could still stand at the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm.
What was more, Cang Tian did not believe he would lose.
Waiting until the other party truly reached his level before fighting him—that would be interesting.
Jiang Ping An's fleshly body recovered, and an energy barrier surrounded him, preventing the Yellow Springs from corroding his body.
"If you don't use your full strength to deal with me now, you'll regret it in the future."
"Haha, regret? This devil has only regretted something once in his life. Once a piece is placed, there is no regretting it. Why fear the future?"
Cang Tian's purple hair flew wildly, his brows brimming with incomparable confidence and dominance as Demonic Qi surged around him.
Soon, he reined in his smile and said, "You have mastered too few immortal techniques. You cannot bring out your true strength at all. In our Devil Race, there are many top-tier immortal techniques that suit