"Yang Yiming!"
"The Desolate Ancient Sacred Land's Quasi-Divine Son?"
In the arena, Xiao Yun slightly raised his head and looked at the young man slowly striding through the air from not far away. He could not help curling his lip. This guy really knew how to show off. He had his entrance down to perfection—just wonder how strong he actually was.
Xiao Yun's eyes flashed like lightning, shooting out two divine rays as he carefully examined the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land's Quasi-Divine Son named Yang Yiming.
Suddenly, Xiao Yun's pupils contracted slightly. He sensed a familiar aura from Yang Yiming—the aura of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.
"This man actually possesses the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body as well!" Xiao Yun was slightly astonished. He had not expected the Desolate Ancient Sacred Land to have another Desolate Ancient Sacred Body besides Zhao Wuji. Worthy indeed of the second-ranked sacred land.
At that moment, Di Tian's voice reached Xiao Yun's ears.
"Disciple, this man is called Yang Yiming. He is one generation junior to me, and he has now reached the Nirvana Realm. He also possesses the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body. After my time, he once stood supreme over an era." Di Tian sent a voice transmission to warn Xiao Yun.
Yet upon hearing this, Xiao Yun was not alarmed but delighted.
"All the better. After warming up for so long, it is time for a proper fight." Xiao Yun smiled faintly, fervent battle intent glowing in his eyes.
To him, the previous three battles had merely been a warm-up.
Only when Yang Xu unleashed Nine Suns Unification had Xiao Yun revealed the strength of the Spirit Sacrifice Realm.
Since this Yang Yiming possessed the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body and stood at a higher cultivation realm than him, he ought to be