Xie Yun had not expected Xie Yuan to strike so decisively, opening with a palm strike. He was instantly startled.
Seeing the palm wind surge toward him with the solidity of a wall, his expression tightened. He thrust out a palm with equal force to meet it.
As their palms collided, Xie Yun's body shuddered slightly. The blood qi and Inner Breath of the Third Transformation Realm churned without rest, blocking Xie Yuan's palm wind. His expression turned solemn. "Not bad, but... hmm?"
Xie Yuan saw Xie Yun's blood qi burst forth, his horse stance firm as a mountain, steadily withstanding that palm strike. His own palm force was equally deep and powerful, revealing the solid foundations and profound cultivation expected of a great clan's descendant.
To reach the Third Transformation Realm at such a young age, he truly was no ordinary man.
Xie Yuan raised a brow and added another layer of palm force—the first twist of the great river.
Boom!
Xie Yun felt as though he could faintly hear distant waves roaring in his ears. The force of the palm before him had already been immense, and just as he barely held it off, another wave crashed in like a rising tide striking the shore, layering itself atop the previous palm strike!
His expression changed at once. He did not dare hold anything back and fully unleashed his cultivation.
With a hiss, Xie Yun's feet slid half a step backward before he immediately steadied himself, his face grim. "The Great Golden River Skill truly lives up to its name. But if this is all you have... hmph—"
Before he could finish, he suddenly grunted. The raging torrent still had lingering force—another wave came crashing in!
Xie Yun's face changed drastically. Blood qi surged wildly through his entire body,