Star Maiden

Because of the difference in cultivation, Immortal Pouch King's spiritual pressure was undoubtedly far stronger than Chu Yun's. It seemed to possess a towering momentum capable of encompassing heaven and earth, containing the entire cosmos.

Yet Chu Yun's spiritual pressure fully displayed the bearing of the human path. Though it had been forced into the disadvantage, it was tougher than imagination. And the more it was tempered, the more it was suppressed, the fuller and denser it became instead.

"Hmm? Something's strange!" A flicker of surprise crossed Immortal Pouch King's eyes. He stared deeply at Chu Yun, doubts multiplying within his heart. "What path does this brat cultivate? He can actually use my spiritual pressure to temper and strengthen himself!"

"Immortal Pouch King, prepare to meet your death!" Chu Yun laughed loudly and made a grasping motion with both hands. At once, two streams of mysterious light shot from his immortal pouch and flew into his hands, transforming into a blade and a sword.

Glacier Sword in his left hand, Drunken Snow Blade in his right!

"You're serious?" Immortal Pouch King's face drained of color as he involuntarily took another step back.

Chu Yun gave a cold snort, divine light flashing like lightning in his eyes. Having advanced to the rank of King, every gesture he made contained vast might. In the past, he had never been able to fully and freely test his methods. Now that Immortal Pouch King had come knocking of his own accord, he was the perfect touchstone.

Besides, only by truly displaying his strength could he make Immortal Pouch King fully realize which of them was the stronger!

"Come, fight!" Chu Yun roared, striding forward in great steps.

His momentum was like a rainbow—like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, like a flood dragon surging