Before the punch that looked like a Buddha’s fist came close to Lin Yun, it had already unleashed a terrifying holy aura, causing the entire palace to tremble. This punch could easily kill a Quasi-Saint in the Indigo Origin Phase.

As Lin Yun’s hair and clothes fluttered, his gaze became sharp, and he drew out the Flower Burial Sword. When the sword and punch came in contact, a series of a few hundred explosions of saint aura resonated with the stone pillars in the main hall as various phenomena appeared from the stone pillars.

As the Buddhist radiance shattered like a bubble, Cao Yang spread his arms apart and took several steps back before stabilizing himself. On the other hand, Lin Yun revolved in the air before stabilizing himself.

“Astral Sword Intent!” Cao Yang’s eyes were shocked when he looked at Lin Yun. He muttered, “You can confront greater dao with your sword intent. I didn’t believe it initially, but I believe it now.”

“You’re not bad yourself. You didn’t use your full strength, but it was also a casual attack from me,” Lin Yun said.

Cao Yang cursed inwardly because Ye Qingtian began to pretend after praising him. He wasn’t convinced, but he could sense that Ye Qingtian...