"He actually broke through the Astral Formation? He's as powerful as a samsaran!"

"Of course. If he wasn't at least that powerful, how could he have defeated Xuanyuan Yutuo in the first place?"

Hushed whispers rang out through the audience as they discussed the turn of events.

Xuanyuan Yutuo hurriedly picked up his Fatal Talon, but his hands were still covered in blood. He turned back at his dragon's roar only to see that the two of them had been beaten back the moment Ying Huo started going to aid Meow Meow and Lan Huang. All they could do was cry out in pain and shiver before the might of the Primordial Chaos Beasts. They shriveled together as their scales were violently torn off one after another. At that sight, Xuanyuan Yutuo spat out another mouthful of blood, now completely powerless and tossing Fatal Talon away as a sign of giving up.

"Li Tianming, you truly are impressive. I accept my loss. It took me nineteen years to distinguish...