Qingyi and Fa Yun's fists collided at the center of the arena with a thunderous explosion.
Golden fist Qi clashed against crackling lightning, splitting the arena in two with a blinding flash.
Shockwaves rippled outward in violent waves, distorting the air around them, while the stones beneath their feet trembled under the crushing pressure of the two opposing forces.
"Ugh... your power is even more terrifying than before!" Fa Yun roared through clenched teeth.
He could feel Qingyi's monstrous cultivation pressing down on every fiber of his body, as if an entire mountain had been dropped onto his shoulders.
Even back when he had stood above Qingyi in cultivation, defeating the young dragon had already been a near-impossible task.
Now, with himself at the fourth stage of the Celestial Origin Realm while Qingyi stood at the very peak of that same realm, that abyss had grown crueler still.
