Daoist Xin only remembered that he was to settle victory and defeat with Daoist Zhengqing once more. It was as if his memories had directly connected to the time not long after he had returned in defeat, having admitted loss in their previous battle; everything in between had been completely lost.
Yet even though his memories had connected, a momentary daze was unavoidable in battle, causing his avatar to freeze there for an instant.
Seeing him suddenly fall silent and the qi mechanism around him lapse into momentary disorder, Daoist Zhengqing immediately unfurled the clear light around himself. In a flash, he enveloped the man within it.
Now was the time when the two sides were contending. There was no room for fair combat. Since this man had wanted to know the result, he had already been told. That matter was settled; now was the time to strike.
As the clear light descended, the area before the Celestial Xia formation suddenly blazed brightly. Because of that momentary pause, Daoist Xin had no power to resist, and his body collapsed in an instant.
After eliminating the man's avatar, Daoist Zhengqing withdrew his Dao arts and calmly transmitted to the Origin Xia disciples aboard the flying vessel behind him, "Have him deliver the price he promised later."
The disciples aboard the flying vessel were greatly alarmed. In frantic haste, they turned the vessel around and fled fearfully to the rear.
The Origin Xia cultivators who had followed behind were all deeply disappointed. They had originally hoped to witness a closely matched battle, only for him to be wiped out the moment he stepped forward. Had he not gone forth alone without asking them to join the fight, they would have suspected this man of colluding with Celestial Xia.
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