But he showed no intention of retreating.
Bang!
Xiao Yan stomped the ground, his body turning into a streak of black lightning as he charged forward. At the same time, a mass of emerald-green Flame surged from his palm, transforming into a Fire Dragon that bared its fangs and pounced at Gu Yao.
"Heavenly Flame?"
Gu Yao raised an eyebrow slightly, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes before he quickly returned to calm.
He raised his hand and struck out with his palm.
An incomparably frigid surge of Dou Qi burst from his palm, forming an icy-blue pillar of light that collided fiercely with the emerald Fire Dragon.
Ice and fire collided with a deafening boom. Scorching waves of fire and freezing chill swept outward, causing even space itself to distort slightly.
The emerald Fire Dragon was forcibly shattered by the icy-blue pillar, turning into sparks that filled the sky. Xiao Yan was sent flying backward from within, his face turning slightly pale.
Gu Yao, however, did not move an inch. He merely lowered his head and glanced at his palm. There was a faint burn mark in its center.
"Heavenly Flames... They are rather troublesome."
He spoke blandly, yet there was not the slightest fluctuation in his tone.
Xiao Yan steadied himself, took a deep breath, and suppressed the churning blood and Qi within him.
The power of an Eight-Star Dou Venerate was indeed terrifying. In a direct clash, he was no match at all.
But his advantage had never been direct confrontation.
A glint flashed in Xiao Yan's eyes as he darted out once more. This time, he no longer clashed with Gu Yao head-on. Instead, he pushed his speed to its limit and circled around Gu Yao.
Streams of emerald Flame shot from his palms,