As an overwhelming force swept toward them from behind, Yan Ruyu, Huolin'er, and Dragoness stopped and turned sharply.
In this fierce contest, everyone was an opponent. The one thing they could least afford was to retreat. They could not let an enemy's arrogance cow them.
True supreme powers had to forge ahead. Once they stepped onto this path, man or woman, there was no retreat. For many, that resolve was carved into their bones.
Besides, the blood flowing through their veins would not allow them to shrink back, much less let anyone step over their heads.
Even if they did nothing but stand calmly and face the enemy, others would take them for cowards and look down on them.
Jiang Yun thought the idea childish, but it was also why a contest this fierce could produce a Great Emperor, someone invincible in their own age.
It was also the chief reason a single Great Emperor could stand alone over the world and hold the seven great Forbidden Zones in awe.
"You don't know how high the heavens are or how deep the earth is. Today I'll show you the gulf between a Dao-Slaying King and a Saint!"
Seeing them take up battle stances, You Xuan spoke with cold indifference. His gaze grew darker still.
Clang!
He drew a long blade as black as ink. Like a black hole, it swallowed every ray of light. There were no weaklings on the Ancient Road; whoever the opponent, one ought to strike with full force.
"Strike without holding back. Don't worry about anything!"
Jiang Yun sent the message to his Dao companions. Rather than join the fight, he withdrew into the distance.
He wanted to know what their years of training had made of them. Together, could Yan Ruyu and the others match