A Duel

Red Cloud's immortal body had already finished reforming.

But he did not attack again. He simply stared blankly at Ning Ye.

Today's battle had taught him many lessons. Red Cloud no longer dared to underestimate Ning Ye.

He knew Ning Ye must still have another way.

He just could not figure out what it was.

But neither did he want to keep adding bricks and mortar to Ning Ye's achievements through his own fighting.

So he said, "Guiling Niang is restricted by the higher realm. She cannot bestow Guiling Fingers upon you without limit. That strike just now should have been your only one. Your Starshift Talisman cannot work while I'm prepared for it, so you cannot use it again. Your Void-Escape Talisman has been rendered useless by my spatial seal. Without a formation to support them, your illusion techniques can hardly affect me either. Still, your understanding and use of the Light Dao far exceeds anything I imagined. If you rely on that... your true speed should be more than this, shouldn't it?"

"Oh?" Ning Ye raised a brow. "You really guessed it? That's right. The most fundamental aspect of the Dao of Light is speed. At the speed of light, none can match it. But with my current cultivation, it's still difficult for me to achieve that. If you were in the Immaculate Realm, I reckon I could compete with you in speed. But you're in the Nirvana Realm. I still can't fly faster than you."

Red Cloud nodded. "That was my thought as well. But I know even better that although you appear sly and deceitful, fond of bluffing and trickery, you never fight a battle you aren't sure of winning. Your composure isn't an act. You definitely still have a trump card."

"If you can guess