The Last Man

As time passed, this earth-shaking battle gradually drew the attention of the many powerful figures nearby.

They watched from afar or discussed it animatedly, all of them shaken and impressed by the clash between the two.

"What a terrifying battle. Even the aftershocks alone could injure an ordinary Ninth Layer Mahayana Realm expert."

"Could this be a battle between legendary Ninth Layer Mahayana Realm experts of the sequence level? It's truly shocking."

"That Yang Lingtian is really formidable. He's only at the Seventh Layer Mahayana Realm, yet he already possesses combat strength comparable to a sequence-level Ninth Layer Mahayana Realm expert."

"The two of them seem evenly matched. At this rate, it'll be difficult to determine a victor even after ten days or half a month!"

"Not necessarily. I think Senior Yun Feiyang hasn't used his full strength and is conserving his power."

"That's right. I also think Senior Yun Feiyang will win in the end. He's only holding back to reduce his Spiritual Power consumption."

"No, I think Yang Lingtian still has a trump card he hasn't used. He might win in the end."

The crowd argued among themselves, their opinions divided, but most still believed Yun Feiyang would ultimately win.

After all, Yun Feiyang was a super expert who had made his name long ago, and both his cultivation and realm were higher than Yang Lingtian's.

However, both sides had already unleashed all their cultivation power. They had merely held back some of their trump cards.

Yang Lingtian had yet to use his Chaos Profound Meaning, cultivation technique, or Divine Tier Martial Skill.

He intended to save these trump cards for the very end, using them only if absolutely necessary.

When it came to a war of attrition, Yang Lingtian had nothing to fear.

The two fought fiercely