Xiahou Zhen watched as Qin Yun gradually landed on the summit. He smiled and said, "Meng Yiqiu, I'm really very impressed with you! Despite knowing that you have a chance of shattering the void and ascending, you are still willing to engage in a life-and-death battle with me."
"A life-and-death battle?" Qin Yun shook his head. "It's difficult to find an opponent on that level. You were not my match thirty years ago. Even with all the years that have passed, it is still a question if you can pose any threat."
"That's true." Xiahou Zhen nodded. "Although I have made some breakthroughs, your talent far exceeds mine. It's impossible for you to not progress at all in thirty years. Regardless, I have to thank you for giving an old man that's on his deathbed this final chance. I will definitely use all my strength. You have to be careful too. I will show no mercy when fighting in close proximity."
"Haha, I will not show mercy either. Be careful," roared Qin Yun.
