Boom—heaven and earth shook, and every pair of eyes in the arena was glued to the showdown!
Harlan Yanro didn’t even blink. He flung a sword so freakishly strong it could slice a Heavenly Immortal in half—so what chance did a "puny" Earth Immortal like Ryan Ling have?
In a blink, the Glazed Earth Immortal qi wrapping Ryan Ling just unraveled—heart-stopping, but the real nightmare was yet to come: even the Immortal Crystal qi around him started to fall apart.
Once those Immortal Crystals hit the field, they started draining fast—and even they couldn’t take a hit like that. Instantly, the whole crowd bugged out. Sure, the audience was sweating bullets, but Ryan Ling? Dude was ice-cold, like he’d already read the spoilers. That kind of chill? Unreal.
“What is this kid packing? How’s he so unfazed?” In the stands, the old Nine-Dragon Gate elder’s eyes were popping out—he hadn’t seen swagger like this in ages. No way Ryan Ling was out of tricks; no one stays this chill unless they’ve got backup plans for days.
But Ryan Ling wasn’t sweating it. The second every last defense shattered, the first Heavenly Immortal Bone inside him went nuclear. That first ignition? It meant the whole fight was about to go full throttle—no brakes, all peak!
“Burn!” Ryan hollered, shaking the whole damn world for a split second!
And BOOM—a surge of Heavenly Immortal power flooded his body. The crowd? Absolutely gobsmacked.
The force was so insane, people could barely keep their eyes open!
And the instant that power hit, Harlan Yanro’s invisible sword started getting chewed up—cracking, rotting, falling apart inside and out, all at once.