"Let's see how much longer you can keep being arrogant!"
The ancient figure snorted coldly.
He was in no hurry either. Battle Ancestor's lofty stance would not last much longer.
The Thirty-Three Heavens were surrounded by enemies on all sides. Being swallowed was only a matter of time. When that time came, everyone in this realm, Battle Ancestor included, would bow their heads to Beyond the Boundary!
Hearing the ancient figure change his tune, the beings of the Thirty-Three Heavens immediately shouted Jian Yi's name.
A Rogue Cultivator, a Quasi-Young Heaven, who had broken through to Young Heaven in the midst of battle and defeated an Ordinary Young Heaven!
These achievements were destined to spread far and wide. From this day onward, they would be recorded forever in ancient history. No matter how much time passed in later generations, there would always be people who remembered his glorious deeds.
Jian Yi sheathed his sword, turned around, and returned to the Chaos World.
The moment he returned, he received countless invitations. Everyone wanted to speak with him privately.
Jian Yi naturally knew what these people wanted, but he already belonged to Wu Yun. Naturally, he would not agree to anyone else, and politely declined them all.
As he refused them, Jian Yi felt the world before his eyes suddenly descend into chaos. His entire body became light and floaty, his footing unsteady, and he could barely walk straight.
He knew he had reached his limit.
In truth, he should have collapsed long ago. He had been gritting his teeth and holding on throughout the battle just now. The ancient figure had been right—the other party could see his exact condition and had wanted to use it to rule the battle a draw.
But there was nothing sword cultivators lacked more than