"Heh, you're very confident. I just hope you don't end up capsizing in a gutter."
Ye Lin answered Yun Xuan without the slightest courtesy.
He knew this guy had not gone all out, but was this his full strength?
Absolutely not.
This guy had not gone all out, and neither had he.
The two were merely probing each other. Whoever got serious first would already have lost half the battle.
"You little crawler sure have sharp teeth. I hope your strength is as hard as your mouth."
"You're quite interesting. Since I have nothing better to do, I'll have some fun with you."
Yun Xuan let out a soft laugh as he looked at Ye Lin.
His purpose was to stall for time. After offending the dragon clan so thoroughly earlier, he refused to believe that the Four Seas Dragon Clan could remain patient.
He was waiting for the Four Seas Dragon Clan to lose their restraint and dispatch their four great kings. Those four kings were his true targets.
As for Ye Lin, he was merely a toy to pass the time.
After all, no one knew what lay in the depths of this secret realm. He still did not wish to venture too deeply into it.
For someone like him, who had been invincible for so long that he could find no opponent, his desire for a worthy adversary had long surpassed any so-called treasure.
"Kid, here it comes."
With a soft chuckle, Yun Xuan sent an incomparably sharp sword qi slashing toward Ye Lin. Wherever it passed, space itself let out mournful cries under unbearable strain.
"Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Sword Art, Thunder Break."
Holding the Blooddrinking Sword of the Fallen Emperor, Ye Lin raised his hand and slashed. Terrifying sword qi surged upstream, shooting straight into