"Damn it!" Styx Ancestor's heart ached as he watched those Asura troops die so miserably. These Asura clansmen were seeds that provided him with faith. So many had been slaughtered by Li Yun at once—who knew how many years it would take to recover?
Li Yun pressed his advantage, controlling the Donghuang Bell as it continuously smashed Asura powerhouses to death. The Donghuang Bell was immensely powerful. Aside from Quasi-Saints, who could barely contend against it, any Asura below the Quasi-Saint realm would be instantly killed upon encountering it.
Left with no choice, Styx Ancestor could only withdraw the Asura army and step forward himself.
But this time, Li Yun had the dual defenses of the Donghuang Bell and the Twelfth-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus. Styx Ancestor's attacks could not even break through his defenses, leaving him able only to passively endure Li Yun's assaults.
"Li Yun, just you wait!" Leaving behind that bitter threat, Styx Ancestor departed with grief and fury written all over his face.
Relying on his speed, Li Yun caught up and gave Styx Ancestor a thorough beating.
However, while his defensive power was indeed formidable, his offensive power was somewhat lacking. For now, he could do nothing to an invincible Quasi-Saint like Styx Ancestor and could only watch as the latter transformed into countless Blood God Sons and fled in every direction.
"Styx, you old dog, is that all you've got? If you've got the guts, stop running!" Li Yun pursued Styx Ancestor for some time, roaring loudly along the way.
He was determined to use Styx Ancestor as a stepping stone to rise to prominence.
In truth, nearby Primordial World powerhouses had noticed the scene as well. Before long, news of Li Yun beating Styx Ancestor into a panicked flight spread throughout the land.