"How… how powerful…"
Yi Han muttered, his face covered in blood. At that moment, he was trapped deep beneath the surface of a planet, surrounded by darkness, but ahead of him, a long tunnel he had smashed open allowed him to see Qin Jun and the other two from a distance of nearly a million miles, thanks to his power of sight as one who had entered the realm of the sage.
A tempest of shock surged within his heart.
He was a mid-stage practitioner in the realm of the sage, yet he had been injured from afar.
What did this indicate?
His opponent was at least at the level of a complete entering-the-realm-of-the-sage!
He had once fought a venerable member of the Xuanxu Sect who was in the late stages of entering the realm of the sage, and he hadn't had such a terrifying experience then.
Just now, he had even smelled the scent of death.
"Who exactly is that old Taoist…"
