The next instant, Yun Qing's figure shifted slightly.
There was no afterimage, no sonic boom. With that simple movement, he stood directly in the center of the vast Martial Arena, as though he had crossed space itself.
His hands rested behind his back, his black robes fluttering slightly.
That single movement brought the entire Martial Arena to an abrupt silence. Merely standing there, he exuded an air of supremacy.
At the sight, every drop of blood in Yun Lieyang's body boiled!
"Eldest Young Master-!"
He roared under his breath, crimson Spiritual Power erupting around him! Raging true flame poured from every pore, instantly transforming him into a three-meter-tall giant of fire!
Crimson Sun Battle Body!
With one step, he shot through the air like a meteor, trailing scorching waves of heat that could burn mountains and boil seas as he unleashed a punch!
A peak True Immortal's all-out strike!
Countless spectators instinctively rose to their feet, holding their breath.
Facing this strike that could scorch the heavens and boil the seas, Yun Qing simply watched in silence.
Even when the gigantic flaming fist was only three feet from his face, its scorching gusts already lifting the loose strands of hair over his forehead-
He actually gave a soft sigh.
Then,
There was no eruption of vast immortal power, no earth-shaking spectacle. He merely raised his right hand to meet that devastating fist.
A wisp of hazy gray chaos energy quietly curled around his fingertip, ancient and still, like the most primordial dust at the universe's birth.
Under everyone's terrified, bewildered, disbelieving gazes, that seemingly fragile index finger casually touched the very center of the heaven-scorching fist!
"Pop!"
A soft sound rang out, like a bubble bursting.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
The next second, Yun Lieyang's furious charge