In a single sentence, the First-Tier Supreme-Grade fish-scale golden armor on Zhou Yangsheng shattered and fell to the ground, while hundreds of fine cuts spread across his body.
Faint golden flames still clung to him. With the Hundred Victories Battle Body's tough physique and the flames' support, the cuts rapidly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, until not a single wound or scar remained.
"So this is an Innate Bloodline Spirit Body."
Watching Zhou Yangsheng's injuries heal so quickly, Bai Yi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, equally astonished.
If he hadn't broken through to Qi Refining Eighth Layer and fully stabilized his Sword Dao insight in the Ten Palaces Trial illusion, he would probably have been the one to lose today.
Across from him, Zhou Yangsheng could still feel the sharpness stinging through his Meridians and flesh. His gaze toward Bai Yi grew more solemn and heated.
After that last strike, he had already used his Battle Intent to bring the Sun-Basking Tyrant Flame Halberd to its limit. Even so, the dense Sword Qi had still broken through his halberd techniques and golden Battle Intent glow, and had even lodged in the gaps of his fish-scale golden armor.
Afterward, he could tell that Bai Yi still had another sword strike in reserve. As for himself, unless he used a secret technique, his Spiritual Power was already spent.
"Bai Yi of Qing River, I'll remember you!"
"Don't lose to someone else before I defeat you!"
Zhou Yangsheng let out a low shout, then put away his great halberd and walked back, step by step, to the front of the blessed-land newcomers.
"I'm ready whenever you are."
Bai Yi also stared at Zhou Yangsheng. He had to admit that ever since the Dao-Deriving Mirror awakened,