The air was deathly still.
For a long while.
The ground swelled and cracked open to both sides, and Yu Yuan emerged with a complex expression.
"You've won."
Yu Yuan had anticipated many possible scenarios, and had considered that Yu Xian might become the final victor.
But surely it would be through all sorts of calculations and machinations, winning this war over the world's destiny in an extremely arduous manner.
Yet, the reality now was entirely unexpected.
Yu Xian had won far too easily.
A native-born cultivator had actually played him and the Demon Emperor like a fiddle.
Though today's situation seemed tense, it was all within Yu Xian's plans.
One could say that with or without him, the outcome would have been the same.
It wasn't due to any high strategies or tactics, but because everyone had underestimated his strength.
The Power of Heavenly Dao that he had relied upon did not work well against Yu Xian.
Because he too wielded the very same power.
