Ling Ying stood in midair, mighty Dou Qi swirling around him, his imposing aura growing rather than diminishing.
Yun Shan's Great Wind Hand Seal had only forced him back half a step.
That was all.
"Yun Shan, you have a little more backbone than I expected." A cold, sinister smile curled Ling Ying's lips.
"Without my help, how could you have reached your current realm? Yet you dare raise a hand against me!"
Yun Shan's expression darkened as his mind raced.
This man's origins were mysterious. Even if he held him off, someone stronger would appear.
With his strength, this man could be no more than a pawn sent ahead.
Those Sect Breaking Pills certainly had not come from him, either.
He glanced at Yun Yun and Nalan Yanran lying in the square, and his brow furrowed even deeper.
One was the Misty Cloud Sect Master, his beloved disciple.
The other was the Misty Cloud Sect's Young Sect Master, his own granddisciple.
There were also the many disciples and elders on the mountain, their eyes burning with fervor.
Finally, Yun Shan cast a long look at the somewhat pale young man below.
"Young friend Xiao Yan, I have heard about your dispute with Yanran. Now that the victor has been decided and the misunderstanding resolved, I am willing to offer a high-grade Profound Tier cultivation technique and Dou Technique as an apology from the Misty Cloud Sect."
Yun Shan did not put on airs as a former sect master or a Dou Zong expert. Instead, he adopted a decidedly humble attitude.
Since this man had ties to those great powers, it was better not to offend him lightly.
Xiao Yan remained silent.
Before climbing the mountain, he had already decided that after defeating Nalan Yanran, he would humiliate her mercilessly.