Before Ren Ye "flipped the table," he had actually been very confident. Although he did not know exactly how strong Zhou Congcong was, he had never considered himself inferior to any Remnant Soul Gate Spirit of his own tier in single combat.
The Great Might Heavenly Dragon Squad was an exception, of course...
But he had never expected two old geezers to appear beside Zhou Congcong after the private performance began. And once they exchanged blows, he discovered that their combat strength far exceeded his expectations.
Overhead, the savage, scorching palm shadows of the Blazing Sun Palm crashed down on him like layers of rolling clouds. All around him, countless finger-length ice swords flew chaotically, shooting toward him from different angles and making them almost impossible to guard against.
Ren Ye held his sword across his head. He had barely extended his perception before every hair on his body stood on end, his sense of danger surging.
I can't stubbornly take this head-on, or I'll die...
Having reached that conclusion, he dared not be careless. He swiftly condensed his Heaven-Dominating Sword Intent and mobilized the vigorous Star Source Power within him, pouring both into his sword and making its weight skyrocket.
"Get lost!"
Ren Ye roared, drawing a breath, his voice like thunder. His right arm thrust upward, and a blade of sword light rose across the air, instantly piercing the savage, unbroken palm shadows and cutting straight through them.
Rumble!
The two forces of utmost hardness and yang collided. Wild air currents instantly shredded more than half the Theater Stage behind him, sending countless wood splinters flying.
The blade swept across with ten thousand rays of rosy light, unstoppable as a heavenly mountain cleaving through ten thousand miles of clouds.
In an instant, the palm shadows dissolved. Feeling the