Wind swept away the last clouds, yellow sand filled the sky.
The two great experts faced each other from afar, one with his edge fully bared, like the sea reaching its boundless end and the sky becoming its shore; the other with arrogance swallowing the heavens, like a mountain reaching its absolute peak and I alone becoming the summit.
Boom—
Two waves of aura crashed together with a thunderous roar, like startled thunder splitting the air, making the earth shake and the mountains sway. The whole firmament seemed to turn into a giant drum, roaring and trembling under an invisible beating, playing an impassioned battle song.
"He... actually means to face a Golden Immortal directly?"
The minds of the spectators shook violently. Only now did they realize in shock that Shen Yun had never intended to flee.
In their daze, they seemed to see a blazing sun, defying the firmament as it climbed fearlessly toward the highest pinnacle.
"You overestimate yourself!"
Pure Bliss Old Ancestor's face was cold and cruel, like an enraged Ancient Heavenly Dragon, his majestic tyranny spreading across the wilds.
In his long years, he had seen too many so-called geniuses, each one believing themselves invincible and capable of creating miracles.
But when they faced his unmatched power, all their pride and conviction would shatter like bubbles and be reduced utterly to a foil.
All beneath Golden Immortal were ants. Those words were no empty claim, but a blood-soaked reality.
"A frog in a well gazing at the sky."
Shen Yun answered indifferently, meeting him tit for tat.
All along his path, what he had beaten down were these so-called undefeated myths. This Golden Immortal before him was just right to use as a stepping stone.
"One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords!"
Before his voice had faded,