Yu Rang deployed such marvelous sword dao that even the dead Xuanyuan Sword had transformed into a sword soul in his hands. The sword was the greatest manmade treasure in the world, and one of the strongest as well.

Lu Yun inclined his head at the human descendant. “It is the honor of the human race to have such a warrior as you.” He put away the spear and axe, dismissed the Size Manipulation death art, and raised cupped fists at Yu Rang—greatly startling the yin soul.

Though he was battling Lu Yun, Lu Yun’s identity was the Flame Emperor and a most venerable senior of the human race. Yu Rang felt completely unworthy of the courtesy, even though he’d just smashed one of the Flame Emperor’s attacks to pieces.

“But!!” Twin black flames burned in Lu Yun’s eyes when he jerked...