Shi Hao had been about to chase after Shi Yi and strike again, dealing his older cousin a grievous blow. But when the unexpected attack came, he dodged the killing blow by a hair's breadth.
The dark light was terrifying. Once it shot out, it streaked away like a beam of light and struck the pale-gold railing in the distance. The railing, its foundation stones—harder even than precious artifacts—and everything around them turned to ash.
"Terrifying!"
Everyone felt the same way. The dark light had incinerated everything in its path. Even the Sky Battlefield could not withstand it; a great stretch of railing and foundation stone had been destroyed.
After a series of exchanges, the two finally stood apart on opposite sides. For the moment, the pace of battle eased.
The dark light faded from Shi Yi's right eye, which turned hazy again, as though mist or chaos swirled within it. No one could see through it.
His left eye, however, began to glow. The change was unmistakable, and everyone's heart lurched.
That eye turned silver, pouring out a pure white radiance like a bubbling spring. In an instant, the light enveloped Shi Yi, leaving his entire body gleaming.
At the same time, a powerful aura of life burst forth. It felt as though the world had returned to the dawn of all things, when life flourished and creation began.
Then the crowd saw something astonishing. Shi Yi's grievously wounded shoulder blazed with light, dense runes covering it as it absorbed the life essence.
At the same moment, bones crackled in his chest. They were knitting together, regenerating!
"What? That defies all reason! His injuries are healing already! What kind of pupil has power like that? It's enough to shake the ages!"
Someone cried out at once. The sight was