Xiao Yang sank into the swamp. He felt as if his limbs and bones were about to fall apart. It was as if there was not a single part of his body that was intact. His body felt like it was being overturned, and the pain was unbearable.
A punch from a half-step Type 5 Vicious Beast, with that kind of strength, even a mountain would be smashed into smithereens. That was even more so for a cultivator with a weak body. Fortunately, Xiao Yang's body was tough enough. Otherwise, he would have died under that punch.
Fortunately, the swamp and the World Spirit acted as a cover, preventing Bai Xingyun from locking onto him immediately. This gave Xiao Yang a chance to catch his breath. Otherwise, once Bai Xingyun chased after him, Xiao Yang would not be able to escape death no matter how many tricks he had.
Under such circumstances, Xiao Yang had already calmed down. However, because of his surging blood, he could not control himself at all.
He even felt as if his body was about to explode under the violent power. He was in so much pain that he wished he was dead.
Bai Xingyun hovered in the sky. When Xiao Yang disappeared again, he frowned again.
He had to admit that Xiao Yang had taken advantage of this place. If he was allowed to struggle at death's door for a while longer, there might be more variables.
Even if he wanted to end the battle, he could not lock onto Xiao Yang's position. Moreover, the swamp had become a huge obstacle, preventing him from attacking with all his might.
Bai Xingyun looked at the sharp sword in his chest and snorted disdainfully. He reached out to grab it. The power of this middle-grade spiritual weapon was not bad, but Bai Xingyun did not expect it to be able to break through his defense.
Therefore, he was certain that this divine sword was Xiao Yang's only chance to defeat him. Therefore, as long as he suppressed it, Xiao Yang would not be able to break through his defense. When that happened, the battle would naturally be simple.
Even if he stood there and let Bai Xingyun hit him, Bai Xingyun would not be able to break through his defense. It would be more than enough to tire Bai Xingyun to death!
The Thunder Fire Divine Sword had already gained sentience. When it sensed danger approaching, it was ready to fly away.
However, Bai Xingyun was also a ruthless person. With a furious roar, he completely ignored the injuries on his chest and trapped the divine sword with lightning, preventing it from escaping.
Bai Xingyun gripped the divine sword in his hand, and the disdainful smile on his face deepened. Now that I'm holding the only weapon that can hurt you, do you think you can still bite me to death with your sharp teeth?
If Xiao Yang was a ferocious tiger, then this sword would be his fangs and claws!
No matter how powerful a tiger was, once it lost its claws and fangs, its ability would naturally be greatly reduced.
No matter how the Thunderfire Divine Sword displayed its abilities, the final result was very bad. This was because it could not move at all and could not escape from Bai Xingyun's grasp.
Soon after, Bai Xingyun waved his other hand, and ancient and strange characters gradually took form.
"Seal!"
With a fierce roar, Bai Xingyun pointed at the divine sword.
Immediately, the Thunder Fire Divine Sword seemed to have lost all its power and fell to the ground like a piece of scrap metal, no longer moving.
Bai Xingyun exhaled a long breath of turbid air. He began to suppress the injuries on his chest, and he seemed very relaxed.
Even though the injuries were so painful that he was about to go berserk, he still maintained the demeanor of an expert. It was very difficult.
Soon, Bai Xingyun completely suppressed his injuries, and at the same time, his Divine Sense quickly moved.
Now, he had to quickly find Xiao Yang's location. After all, it was not a good idea to drag things out like this. After all, the longer he dragged things out, the more variables there would be. More importantly, Bai Xingyun could not recover his spiritual power here. If he continued to exhaust his spiritual power, he might not be able to leave this secret realm in the future and could only be trapped here until he died.
That was not the result Bai Xingyun wanted, so he had to end this quickly and could not continue to be entangled with Xiao Yang.
After Xiao Yang sensed that the Thunder Fire Divine Sword had been sealed, his expression immediately became very bad. Now that he wanted to take back the weapon, it was naturally not a problem. However, if he wanted to break the seal on it, it would not be an easy task.
Moreover, during this period, he did not know what would happen, so it was better to be careful.
It was also because of this that Xiao Yang had to immediately change his battle strategy. After all, sometimes, if he stubbornly insisted on doing things his way, he would be courting death.
Humans were alive, and sometimes, it was possible to find a trace of opportunity to win. Could it be that he would fall in this place?
After suppressing the injuries in his body, Xiao Yang immediately rushed out of the swamp and confronted Bai Xingyun.
This was because he had no choice because Xiao Yang felt a surge of power. If he did not show up, Bai Xingyun would probably attack Caesar Grotto-Heaven.
Bai Xingyun, on the other hand, smiled with satisfaction. Everything seemed to be going according to his plan.
Of course, this was acceptable to Bai Xingyun no matter what the result was. If Xiao Yang showed up, then he would kill him! If he did not show up, then he would break through this place and return to the Drifting Cloud Realm!
Once Bai Xingyun left Caesar Grotto-Heaven, he would be like a dragon entering the sea. It would not be easy to catch him.
It might even bring more terrifying consequences to the Drifting Cloud Realm.
Xiao Yang was very clear about which was more important. Even if he knew that it was a trap, he had to jump into it.
"You're really strong, kid. You can still stand up after taking a punch from me." Bai Xingyun sneered.
At this moment, Bai Xingyun began to quickly calculate in his mind. After all, a cultivator from a Martial Emperor's Realm could take a punch from him and stand up. How powerful was he?
It was also because of this that Bai Xingyun had to change his previous deduction.
Many things were not always the same. Sometimes, being more flexible was the key to victory.
Being stubborn was also the most terrifying thing.
At this moment, Bai Xingyun was very surprised. Xiao Yang's physical body was similar to the physical body of the White Bear Tribe.
In fact, in the same realm, there seemed to be a hint of it being even more powerful.
Bai Xingyun pondered deeply for a moment. In the White Bear Tribe, which Second Level Martial Emperor clansman would be able to stand up after taking a punch from him?
It seemed like there was no one.
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