That icy cold sneak attack had been far too tyrannical. The instant the two sides came into contact, both erupted with their full strength.
Attack and defense flashed past in an instant, consuming every last trace of poison within them. Its toxicity was ferocious beyond compare.
As Li Yan spoke calmly, his vision suddenly blurred. Above the stream running through the middle of the rock cave, a figure abruptly appeared.
Bang!
A burst of air exploded from the figure's body, likewise blasting away Li Yan's instantaneous counterattack poison with a wave of force.
Li Yan's gaze sharpened. With a sweep of his robe, a vortex seemed to form within his sleeve, immediately sucking back the scattered, severed deadly poison.
It was a gaunt middle-aged man dressed in dark yellow robes, nearly identical to the glow reflected by the stream here.
Even after appearing, the entire man remained hazy and indistinct. Yet under Li Yan's Divine Sense, he could still make out the other's features.
The man's feet floated above the stream. His complexion was somewhat ashen, and his pupils gave off a strange bluish-gray hue.
Coupled with the lifeless stillness here, as dim and yellowed as twilight, he gave off an intense sense of oppression.
His hands hung at his sides, hidden within his broad sleeves. Waves of icy cold continuously radiated from his body, making him seem like a corpse demon without a shred of life.
With his appearance, that chill made the bone-piercing cold within the cave suddenly grow several times denser, continuously spreading outward with crushing pressure.
Other than those pair of bizarre blue-gray eyes, the man's entire body was almost completely shrouded in yellow radiance.
This made the fragmented crimson cloud patterns on the portion of his boots exposed beneath his long robe particularly eye-catching. At