"I refuse to accept this!"
Zhou Yan roared angrily. Even with the Bronze Cauldron suppressing him, even as he coughed up blood, even with his Natal Magic Weapon broken, he still refused to accept defeat!
He came from there and had been taught by great figures since childhood. He had cultivated many invincible arts. How could he lose in these heavens to a native?
He absolutely could not accept this!
Boom!
Zhou Yan struggled violently. Every strand of Imperial Light on his body transformed into a blade of light, wrapped in Immortal Radiance and unleashing divine rays capable of slaying an Immortal King.
Yet facing his counterattack, Ao Kun merely gave a cold snort. Nine-colored Immortal Light descended, suppressing every blade of light around Zhou Yan and grinding them all away!
"How could... this happen?!" Zhou Yan gritted his teeth, unable to accept this outcome.
The living beings of these heavens were inferior to them in every way: their birth, the environments in which they cultivated, and the arts and divine abilities they practiced. And yet he had lost! Lost to a native of these heavens!
In truth, he had had a chance to escape.
As an Imperial Light Giant, he was only somewhat weaker than Ao Kun. If he had been determined to flee, Ao Kun could not have stopped him.
But his pride would not allow it! He came from there. How could he flee in defeat?
That was why he was now suppressed, unable to break free.
"He still has allies. King Ao, please take him into the cauldron and suppress and refine him," Hua Yunfei said.
The battle's ripples might well have attracted Zhou Yan's companions' attention. More likely, they were already on their way. To avoid trouble, Zhou Yan had to be suppressed first.
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