Yin-Yang Venerable's eyes suddenly underwent a bizarre transformation. His left eye turned completely black, while his right eye became entirely white, making for an exceedingly eerie sight.
His body also began to flicker in and out, as though he might vanish at any moment.
"Behind you."
Suddenly, Yin-Yang Venerable curled his lips into a smile. He spun around and, with speed too swift for the eye to follow, shot out his right hand. Then, with casual ease, he extended two fingers and caught the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor as it emerged from the void.
"How is that possible?"
Seeing Yin-Yang Venerable effortlessly clamp his Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor between two fingers, Ye Lin inwardly cried out in disbelief.
This was far too outrageous.
Even one of his casual sword strikes would force a peerless prodigy to treat it with utmost caution, yet this man had simply caught it so lightly between two fingers?
The other end of the sword seemed rooted against a great mountain. Ye Lin could not pull the blade free at all.
"For you, this is an unfair duel, because I possess the memories and combat awareness of my peak."
Yin-Yang Venerable smiled faintly at Ye Lin, then exerted a little force with both hands. A tremendous force immediately surged through the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor.
Buzz, buzz, buzz...
For a moment, the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor trembled violently, and even Ye Lin's arm shook along with it. Only by desperately suppressing it with all his strength did Ye Lin barely manage to disperse that force.
"This entire world is under my control. I am innately invincible—how are you supposed to fight me?"
"So this is all the invincible one of this era amounts to."
Yin-Yang Venerable gave a