Xu Yan frowned at once when he saw him lunging in for the kill.
It was not as though this man had never fought him in the Immortal Treasury. Xu Yan's Primordial Chaos Mana was overbearing, and he cultivated both body and qi. Close combat was the last thing he feared.
Could he be doing this deliberately?
Even as Xu Yan studied him, he bent his palm and thrust it outward. Primordial Mystic Qi thundered in his palm. Within his dark mana, myriad phenomena shifted and transformed, giving rise to wind, rain, and lightning with a series of sharp cracks.
Not far away, Murong Yan's black hair whipped wildly. Killing intent and sinister winds howled around him, even blowing off his ritual crown. His face was deathly pale, and in the next instant, he lunged like a corpse coming to kill, a sight that made one's hair stand on end.
Xu Yan showed no fear whatsoever. He chose to meet force with force, stepping forward as the mountain-toppling, sea-overturning power of Primordial Seven Resonances roared out to confront him!
Boom!
Their palms met, and Primordial Mystic Qi crashed into killing intent and sinister winds. A thunderous explosion erupted in the center of the Dao Field. Visible ripples of mana spread in every direction, making the air above hum.
Both men unleashed their Divine Abilities and spells at full strength.
Murong Yan's eyes were as dark and sharp as blades. He fully displayed his Seventh Pulse Opening Stage Dao Attainment, and the sinister meridian of killing intent within him seemed on the verge of manifesting outside his body. His Mystic Qi was immense.
Xu Yan broke through the barrier with brute force. Like a black curtain blotting out the sky, his Primordial Mystic Qi raised towering waves of spiritual power. His