The Martial Arts Arena fell silent.
Ding Xin retreated into the distance. He stared at his missing arm, terror fixed on his face as cold sweat poured down his back.
Just now, he had felt the approach of death—one of the few times in his life.
The strange technique his opponent had used contained primal Primal Power. It could annihilate all rules and Origins.
Even with the Immortal Wood Clan's formidable vitality, anything caught in it would be annihilated, unable to grow back.
Having narrowly escaped death, Ding Xin could not stop trembling.
He swallowed, struggled to calm himself, then looked up at Jiang Ping An.
"That move just now... what was it?"
"Primordial Calamity Light."
During his trials on the Fourth Floor of the Dao Beginning Heavenly Mansion, Jiang Ping An had used the Primordial Dao Domain and Primordial Calamity Light many times.
Anyone who wanted to gather information on him could find out, so there was no need to hide it.
"Powerful. Terrifying. I lost."
As a Supreme of the Same Level from the Immortal Wood Clan, Ding Xin rarely suffered defeat. Though he found the result hard to accept, he could not change it.
By the rules he had set himself, whoever moved first during the duel lost.
Faced with Jiang Ping An's attack, he had been the first to dodge.
In a normal duel, Ding Xin did not think he would have lost so quickly.
But a loss was a loss. Excuses would change nothing.
"Haha!"
Ding Xin soon recovered his composure and threw back his head with a laugh.
"With a genius like Brother Jiang, our clan is sure to achieve an excellent result!"
"Come, Brother Jiang. Let me treat you to the finest wine at my home!"
Losing was no disgrace. Losing one's dignity