Ten hours.
Ten whole hours.
Above the ruins of Southern Heavenly City, Qing Chen and Yan Tong remained locked in a standoff.
The Abyssal Heaven Mirror hovered above Yan Tong's head, its azure light enveloping a hundred li. He stood motionless as a statue, poised to defend at all costs.
Qing Chen, meanwhile, had taken a Grand Tutor Chair made of supreme-grade third-tier yellow dragon wood out of his Storage Ring and sat boldly in midair, legs spread, with the Blood River God-Slaying Spear across his knees. He even held a flask of spirit wine, taking a sip now and then.
Down in the ruins, all the rogue cultivators who had failed to escape earlier had long since fled.
The whole of Southern Heavenly City lay empty, save for some surviving mortals trembling in fear.
"Azure Abyss Marquis! Are you leaving or not?"
"Leaving?" Qing Chen sipped his wine and smacked his lips. "What are you saying, Mirror Lord Yan? We hit it off at first sight. How could I bear to leave?"
Yan Tong finally could not stand it anymore. He gave Qing Chen a cold look, put away the Abyssal Heaven Mirror, and turned to leave.
"Azure Abyss Marquis, I have no time to waste on you. If you want to stay here, stay by yourself. I have no time to indulge your madness!"
Before his words had faded, azure light flashed beneath his feet as he prepared to fly away.
But the next instant-
Five-colored escape light flashed, and Qing Chen was already blocking his path a hundred zhang ahead.
Yan Tong's expression changed. He aimed the Abyssal Heaven Mirror at Qing Chen. "What is the meaning of this?"
Qing Chen looked at him with a beaming smile. "Leaving, Mirror Lord Yan? I have a few questions