After all, he was among the top ten. Anyone who could reach such a rank had to have countless stepping stones beneath their feet.
As the saying went, "One general's fame was built upon ten thousand bleached bones."
Everything Ouyang Baijin said carried the bitter taste of a defeated subordinate.
Ye Tian naturally had no trouble guessing that Ouyang Baijin had likely once served as a stepping stone for Zhang Sen's rise to strength.
Ordinary cultivators would never forget such a blow and humiliation.
"Shut up!" Ouyang Baijin had indeed never let this matter go. "Since you're in such a hurry to die, I'll grant your wish."
His defeat at Zhang Sen's hands was a disgrace he could never forget for the rest of his life.
The only way to wash away that shame was to defeat one strong opponent after another, until he finally defeated Zhang Sen.
Ouyang Baijin, unable to contain his fury, charged straight at Ye Tian.
In truth, the earlier battle had left him somewhat fatigued as well.
Ye Tian might not have possessed overwhelming cultivation, but his physique had reached an almost inhuman level.
Had Ouyang Baijin not been so experienced and maintained the initiative throughout the fight, he might have suffered a great loss.
Ordinary cultivators tended to place blind faith in spiritual energy and immortal arts.
But Ouyang Baijin knew very well that, at times, a powerful body was no less valuable than a Profound-rank immortal art.
That was why he had remained extremely cautious ever since confronting Ye Tian.
But now, Ouyang Baijin believed his opportunity had arrived.
The instant he rushed toward Ye Tian, he sensed a great amount of spiritual energy gathering within his opponent.
Ordinary people could not sense such concealed changes in spiritual energy.
However, Ouyang Baijin possessed