The Tournament, the third round of the third stage.
Murong Xuan faced Li Yin.
"Once I defeat you, I'll defeat Nangong Huang next! The Mystic Heaven Sect's unstoppable momentum will end with me!"
"Black Emperor Indestructible Body!"
Li Yin gave a low shout.
A powerful surge of force abruptly erupted from his body. A mysterious Daoist Rhyme wound around him, then clung to his skin, swiftly dyeing his entire body pitch-black like ink.
Murong Xuan glanced at him, then said, "Do you know where Nangong Huang has gone?"
Hearing this, Li Yin furrowed his brows slightly. He scanned the Arena but found no sign of Nangong Huang, nor did he see him in the spectator stands.
"He went back."
Murong Xuan gave him the answer.
"What do you mean? He's not competing anymore?"
"What's left to compete over? Once I beat you, it'll just be him and me. We're both from the Mystic Heaven Sect, so what difference does it make who wins?"
Li Yin understood, but that only made him angrier. "I'd like to see just how you intend to break through my Black Emperor Indestructible Body!"
With that, he charged at Murong Xuan, his violent aura like an ancient ferocious beast, utterly terrifying.
Murong Xuan's gaze sharpened. Neither retreating nor dodging, he fiercely slashed his sword, and Sword Qi flooded toward Li Yin, blotting out the sky.
Li Yin gave a deep shout and stood motionless. Countless streams of Sword Qi struck his body, producing an unending series of metallic clangs.
"It's useless. Your Sword Qi can't break through my body."
"You can't beat me."
Li Yin spoke loudly.
Indeed, the overwhelming Sword Qi could not harm him in the slightest. It did not even leave a white mark.
Such a powerful secret body-refining technique left many people