The hearts of the Xia Clan Transcendents watching the battle from within the Star Pagoda clenched. Unable to hear the distant exchange between Elder You Ping and Xue Ying, the most they could see was Xue Ying being blasted into the desert. When he came out, he seemed to have been wounded."
"He was able to wound Xue Ying?"
"Could it be that he will lose?"
Every single one of them was anxious, but they simply could not interfere in a battle of this level. Not even the the Sorcerer God or Great Demonic God could, in spite of their extremely high cultivation. Under the plane’s unseen suppression, the aid of someone with the mere strength of a Demigod would be limited.
"Having managed to block one of my strikes, you now qualify to be my opponent." Under the silver mask, Elder You Ping’s eyes shone with madness. He had already decided that this Xue Ying before him was a genuinely great enemy. "Receive my move."
Shua.
