Kunpeng also noticed the awkwardness between the two, but he did not rush to dissuade them.
Instead, he carefully observed the various Great Daos they displayed in battle, using them to perfect his own Dao.
Only when he discerned a trace of true fire within Emperor Jun's attacks did he speak up to advise, "Both of your divine abilities possess their own marvels, and it will be hard to determine a victor anytime soon. Why not call it off for now?"
Ling Qing had no desire to make enemies of the two at this moment. Thus, after hearing Kunpeng's words, he immediately shifted the formation into a declining posture, giving Emperor Jun ample face.
Emperor Jun also knew when to quit while he was ahead. He slowly withdrew his offensive, then gave the golden bridge beneath his feet a shake and returned to Kunpeng's side.
Cupping his hands, he said, "I never expected True Person Daoqing to possess such an exquisite formation. The two of us have truly had our eyes opened. This journey was indeed not in vain."
"Fellow Daoist Emperor Jun overpraises me. Had Fellow Daoist Kunpeng not intervened in time, and had Fellow Daoist Emperor Jun not withdrawn in time, I fear I would have found it difficult to keep going."
Ling Qing was not merely being modest. There was no major issue with the sword formation, but he himself was not up to the task.
This borrowed power could not last.
Yet Emperor Jun and Kunpeng did not know that. Hearing his words, both felt inexplicably unsettled and had no wish to linger. They promptly took their leave.
Ling Qing watched the two depart until they had vanished from sight, then turned and returned to the tribe.
On the other side, after Emperor Jun and Kunpeng