Just as Yuao was still anticipating the sight of the two turning into blood mist, a tremendous boom rang through the void, and the surging sea beneath his feet abruptly caved inward.
Concentric rings of depressions imprinted themselves on the water, spreading steadily outward. The firmament, previously covered in dark clouds, now had a great hole torn through it, and densely scattered, brilliant stars shed their light once more.
Yuao's heart jolted. He immediately looked up and saw an exceptionally handsome young face. His pupils contracted, and towering waves instantly surged through his heart.
A hand with clearly defined knuckles firmly blocked that power-filled fist. The golden fist, half the size of a human head, had been stopped by a slender palm.
A glasslike sheen flowed over that palm, and mysterious imprints flashed across it before vanishing. Their flickering in Yuao's eyes gave him an intense sense of danger.
Moonlight spilled over it, revealing specks of bitterly cold radiance.
"Merely the Arraying Realm! I've killed your kind before!"
Shi Qingyun's emotionless words struck Yuao's heart like a heavy hammer. A chill swept through his entire body, and his eyes were filled with that utterly unruffled face.
His palm trembled slightly, and a mysterious Dao resonance rippled outward in rings from the point of collision. Under those pulsations, cracks instantly appeared in the gilded light covering the fist.
Shi Qingyun drew his right foot back and stamped heavily onto the water, instantly raising an enormous wave. His hand swiftly wound around the fist, and a Taiji Dao Diagram immediately appeared beneath his feet.
The Taiji Dao Diagram slowly rotated beneath him, releasing a stream of pure qi that swiftly wound from his toes up to his arms.
Clear light flickered over his arms, and the strength in his hands surged again.