Above the shattered Flame Volcano, Li Yun stood atop the Twelfth-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, wielding the immortal sword in his hand as he blocked Yang Jian's attacks again and again.
It had to be said that he was indeed at a disadvantage now.
Yang Jian's combat power was simply too formidable. Even though part of his attack power had been weakened by the Twelfth-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, he still inflicted damage upon Li Yun.
Yet Li Yun's attacks could not break through Yang Jian's physical defense at all.
"This fellow has tempered his body into an innate Lingbao. Unless I use the Space-Time Sword, I simply cannot breach his physical defense."
Li Yun was secretly astonished.
Yang Jian had cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Art to its utmost limit. Such a body was truly terrifying.
Li Yun felt that even his main body's physical form was likely inferior to Yang Jian's in sheer toughness.
"More and more people are gathering to watch." Li Yun swept his gaze around. Many immortals, devils, and demons had gathered there, while even more powerful figures were rushing over.
The battle between him and Yang Jian had almost alarmed the entire Primordial World.
"Li Yun, is this all the strength you have?"
Yang Jian's icy voice suddenly rang out.
After launching another attack, he halted in midair across from him.
Li Yun also stood proudly atop the Twelfth-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus. His face seemed carved by a blade, his pupils cold as stars. Handsome yet resolute, tall and upright, he cut a heroic and imposing figure.
The two had battled fiercely for a long time. Though Li Yun had suffered a slight disadvantage, his injuries were not severe and recovered completely in an instant.
Yang Jian, meanwhile, remained at his peak, as though