"Hm? What happened? Such intense power of pure yang."
"Great Sun laws?"
The Starry Sky, originally pitch-black, shone as brightly as day at this moment. The change stunned the experts locked in battle, and they all raised their heads, looking around in confusion.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin stood in the Starry Sky with his hands behind his back, nine illusory Great Suns floating behind him. Before him, Qin Jiang hovered in the Starry Sky, covered in blood.
"As expected of an expert capable of killing Li Changsheng. I am ashamed to admit that I am inferior."
Qin Jiang wore a bitter smile. He then gently lifted the jade talisman hanging from his neck. Looking at the Jade Talisman in his hand, he ultimately tossed it away casually.
The Jade Talisman shot into the depths of the Starry Sky and vanished.
Ye Lin wanted to stop it, but there was simply no way to do so. He could only watch helplessly as the Jade Talisman disappeared.
"What was that thing you just threw away?"
Ye Lin frowned at Qin Jiang.
"Nothing. Just a protective talisman the Golden Immortal gave me. It contains one of his projections."
Qin Jiang waved a hand indifferently.
"Why didn't you use it?"
Ye Lin raised a brow.
A projection of a Golden Immortal—if Qin Jiang had used it, then without question, the one destined to die would have been him.
Even a mere projection of a Golden Immortal was not something he could withstand.
"Heh. A loss is a loss. It's not like I can't accept defeat."
Qin Jiang waved his hand carelessly, speaking in a broad and unconcerned manner. For some reason, though, he felt a trace of regret at this moment.
Why had he sealed himself away back then? What had been the purpose?
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