This battle had been a chance for everyone to unleash their hidden trump cards. With Bi Fan bearing down on them and no danger to their lives, they fought more savagely than the last.
As Bi Fan grew more familiar with their fighting styles, the battle ended in a thrilling spectacle.
The fight had been immensely significant for Bi Fan. Through these people, he had gained firsthand insight into the many ways cultivators in the Abyss of the Void fought.
It had been just as significant for them. A word or two of guidance from Bi Fan was like a pearl of wisdom.
It would greatly benefit their growth in the future.
So even though Bi Fan had beaten them black and blue, they sincerely bowed to him as disciples, thanking him for his instruction.
Seeing how receptive they were, Bi Fan was in an even better mood. He promptly singled out a few especially talented fellows and gave them another thorough beating.
This time, he hit them even harder, but they had no complaints. If anything, they felt even more grateful.
Their elders, who had been watching the battle closely, were deeply moved by Bi Fan's actions.
Even they had to admit they couldn't have done the same.
After all, the two sides were still enemies, at least for now. They might spare their opponents for the sake of some benefit, but offering them guidance in cultivation? That was absurd.
Only a born saint—or an absolute powerhouse—would do such a thing.
And Bi Fan was clearly the latter.
Earlier, Yang Zhantian of the Great Sun Sect and Bi Fan had been extremely cautious, afraid of provoking a whole crowd of old monsters.
Only now, with the danger past, had Bi Fan struck back.
Even then, he hadn't gone too