Rumble!----
After the cultivators of the two Daos on the battlefield had faced off in silence for a moment, another thunderous boom rang out from high in the depths of the Demon Soil.
The Path Seeking Realm cultivator forces below were alright. Because Chen Yang had drawn a boundary with his body, restricting the True Profound Impact's effects on the outside world, these low-realm cultivators merely heard the sound; their minds were not greatly affected.
However, as the battlefield rose upward into the high skies, the True Intent Cultivators in this stretch of space could already distinctly sense the turbulence.
"Even with spatial boundaries separating it, the tremors are still this obvious. Yuan Hong's master truly deserves to be one of the pinnacle figures of this age."
Upon a bank of multicolored clouds, Ling Shuang held the Taicang Sword in a reverse grip with one hand while supporting the somewhat wan Mo Yunzhou with the other.
"Of course... cough, cough... of course he's formidable. He's a pinnacle cultivator. Even... cough, cough... my master held him in extremely high regard, saying... saying he might be the person most likely to ascend to the heavens after Master Zhuang."
Judging by the way he spoke, Mo Yunzhou's condition was not too terrible at the moment. He had merely suffered rather severe injuries and expended too much energy, coughing up a little blood, that was all.
"Alright, Sect Master Mo. In that state, say a little less."
Ling Shuang habitually rolled her eyes at him, but after teasing him, she added her thanks. "The seniors of Talisman Mountain told me that the spiritual nature of that Sword-Intent Wandering Dragon Treasure Talisman was refined using your chess spirit as its catalyst. Thank you."
"Ah, what's there to thank me for? You're the strongest combat force