"Yan Cailian, well done."
Li Xian looked at her broken body, drained of all life.
"I'll remember you."
Ever since he had faced Yan Yu all those years ago, he had regarded her as a mountain to climb, and in the end, she had not disappointed him.
Her unyielding conviction as she fought to the very last moment had earned his recognition.
This had been a thoroughly satisfying battle.
After a moment, he closed his eyes.
He quietly felt all the changes this battle had brought him.
His sword intent had scattered.
His Fuli True Body had been broken.
The blue crystal's magic power had been exhausted.
His Chaos Heavenly Demon Body had been shattered.
Mind, magic power, Dharma Treasures, flesh...
Everything had been pushed to its limit.
The true outcome of this battle should have been mutual destruction, jade and stone burning together.
After all, scattered sword intent, spell backlash, and a collapsing body were injuries that could be considered fatal to any cultivator.
Unless they immediately obtained a top-grade spirit pill, or even an immortal pill, to preserve their life, it would only be a question of dying sooner or later.
But...
To Li Xian, mutual destruction did not matter, nor did dying sooner or later.
As long as his opponent died before he did, he was the victor.
Besides...
He was not dead yet.
As he closed his eyes and deeply sensed the state of his body, gradually...
His scattered sword qi condensed again.
The shattered Fuli magic power was also cultivated anew as his Primordial Unity Dao Foundation breathed vital energy in and out.
Even his Chaos Heavenly Demon Body gradually began circulating again with the powerful beating of his heart.
"He... he won..."
Not far away, Nangong Feixu stood rooted to the spot as