The aftershocks of the intertwined gold-black laws still churned in the ravine. Qin He's hundred-foot demonic body stood rooted in place, demonic energy rising around him like beacon smoke as he locked firmly onto that mass of black mist.
The Bone Sage Monarch's shadow twisted violently several times, the dark red flames in his eye sockets flickering.
He could clearly sense that the power of law within that kick had already touched the threshold of the Saint Realm. If he truly fought head-on, the plans he had laid here for a century would most likely come to ruin.
There was no need to fight a madman of unfathomable strength to the bitter end today over this insignificant cultivation ground in Everbright Commandery.
"Hmph. You certainly have nerve."
The Bone Sage Monarch's voice came from within the black mist, his anger held in check. The yin-evil law around him slowly receded. "Since you wish to establish yourself here, I will give you face. What happened here will be forgiven, and my people will rein in their conduct."
Resentment seeped through every word, but in the end, he had yielded.
A Saint Tier expert could not lose face. Those words were already the greatest concession he could make.
Qin He narrowed his demonic eyes slightly and said nothing.
The surging demonic energy around him subsided a little, but the suffocating pressure between heaven and earth remained. Clearly, this was not over.
His gaze slowly shifted toward the Black Robed Man sprawled on the ground.
With a flicker of movement, his hundred-foot demonic body shrank to ordinary human size. The next instant, he appeared before the Black Robed Man.
He lightly tapped the ground with his toe. A strand of the Gold-Black Law spread through the rock, dispersing every last trace of yin