At this moment, they both understood each other's Trump Cards. Both possessed combat power at the Saint-tier and each had their own strengths. It would be difficult to determine victory or defeat in a short time, and even if one won, they would have to pay a terrible price.
"Then let's see who gives out first." Lin Taichu's gaze suddenly sharpened. He raised a hand, and an extreme chill spread from within him.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth around them froze into frost. Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, and at that moment, the world seemed to come to a standstill.
Murong Yuan's brow twitched as he looked toward Lin Taichu. Countless dazzling sword lights appeared around him, yet those sword lights were unstable, as though they could explode at any moment. That was his domain.
Domain-type martial skills could only barely be cultivated by experts at the fifth or sixth level of the Origin Emperor Realm. Only those at the peak of the ninth level could wield them perfectly, which was why domain-type martial skills were exceedingly rare.
Even Murong Yuan had only encountered them twice. Once was in the ruins of an ancient Cave Mansion, and the other was in the Barren Lord's tomb. However, he had failed both times.
Seeing Lin Taichu use a domain-type martial skill now, a strange gleam flashed through his eyes. At last, he understood why Lin Taichu dared to be so confident.
However, even if his opponent had cultivated a domain-type martial skill, he was still confident of victory. After all, he too had comprehended one, and his realm far surpassed Lin Taichu's.
"Domain—All Things Fall Silent." Murong Yuan's hand seals shifted, and an incomparably surging soul pressure descended upon the domain. Heaven and earth instantly fell silent. Only ice