"Woooo..."
A cold wind swept across the sky, gradually carrying away the dust kicked up by the earth-shaking battle. A few traces of chill remained as the hazy sky cleared, revealing a vast lake blasted into existence below, its surface rippling gently.
"Cough!"
Li Yi knelt on one knee beside the lake, his long hair disheveled across his shoulders. He held his sword in one hand as thin streams of scarlet blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, dripping into the water and sending ripples across its surface.
Several hundred zhang away, another dark figure knelt atop the lake. The figure was panting, its body trembling slightly, and the water beneath it had turned scarlet. It was clearly gravely wounded.
The result of the battle was plain: both sides had suffered heavy injuries.
"Good. Very good!"
For the first time, the dark figure spoke. His voice was not loud, but faintly hoarse, and it carried such bone-deep chill that it gave the impression of being trapped in an ice cellar.
At that moment, the dark figure truly felt a surging killing intent toward Li Yi. Before the battle, he had only meant to test Li Yi, then offer a warning and be done with it. But once they began fighting, he found himself unable to disengage. In the end, he had nearly died there. If he hadn't been wearing a precious battle armor, then despite his peak Nirvana Realm cultivation, he would have met his end beneath Li Yi's sword.
But the dark figure was no reckless fool. He knew full well that countless experts surrounded them. Challenging Li Yi to another fight now would be unwise; one wrong move, and someone else would reap the benefits.
Of course, a thought he himself didn't want to acknowledge had also