"No wonder it was Ao Kun." Hua Yunfei smiled as well, a weight lifting from his heart.
That fierce battle had even left him on edge.
Until the very end, no one could tell who would win.
Fortunately, Ao Kun had not disappointed them. He had defended his legend of invincibility.
"I lost."
Han Que reconstructed his body and revived. Looking at Ao Kun, his expression was complicated.
He had never imagined that, in the All Heavens Realm, he would lose to a cultivator of the same realm.
Yet he had to admit that Ao Kun was truly powerful. His comprehension soared to the heavens, and he had accomplished what ordinary people could scarcely achieve.
At the same time, this had taught him never to underestimate anyone. Even if someone came from humble origins, they could never be looked down upon.
Had he gone all out from the very beginning of this battle, Ao Kun would have been defeated quickly and would not even have had the chance to gain insight.
But that was all hindsight, and he did not regret it.
Because he had also benefited greatly from this battle.
"You may go." Ao Kun stood in bloodstained robes fluttering in the wind as he looked at Han Que.
"You will not kill this king?"
Surprise flashed through Han Que's eyes. According to their wager, losing meant leaving his life behind.
"If this king wished to kill you, would you stand there and let this king do it?" Ao Kun asked.
"I would not." Han Que shook his head.
"Since you would not, why should this king waste his strength killing you? Besides, this king still wishes to battle you again."
Ao Kun said, "When we meet again at the summit, you and I shall fight once more. By