Red rain fell. Ahead of him, a black tornado swept toward Lu Yin as though it were alive.
Lu Yin looked at Butterfly Dance Horizon, who were still fighting, and slowly said, "I'll give you some time to rest."
The black tornado abruptly dispersed.
In the distance, Butterfly Dance Horizon stopped fighting. Without a word, they returned to their secluded paradise and went inside to recover.
Their expressions were serious. That man was strong.
At the instant he had stepped into their battle just now, they had both felt a chill. It had clearly told them that either of them might not be a match for him alone.
After all these years, since their battle with Bao Qi, were they finally going to join forces again?
Lu Yin stood on the land and raised a hand. Red rain fell into his palm. It smelled of metal, yet was mixed with the scent of soil—a very strange substance. It was repairing the land that had been shattered, and doing so quickly.
No wonder Butterfly Dance Horizon had chosen this place as their regular battlefield.
Otherwise, given how often they fought, even the Thirty-Six Domains couldn't have withstood it.
It was only natural for a domain to be destroyed in a single battle.
Beyond the land, countless gazes converged on Lu Yin.
Was he really going to fight them?
The Third Master truly intended to challenge the strongest experts in the world. This wasn't empty talk.
How many fights had he taken part in since leaving Da Yu Mountain Villa? Each opponent had been stronger than the last. His battle of wills, in particular, had shaken the Spiritualized Universe.
Now, no one knew how his battle against Butterfly Dance Horizon would go.
Several days later, Butterfly Dance Horizon emerged from their secluded