Yu Daohan knew in his heart that it was impossible to win a contest of strength against this fellow. The only way to finish him off was with the Reincarnation Blood Tears.
However, the Reincarnation Blood Tears were too slow to hit their target. He could only use the Wood Xun Formation to trap the guy, but that required making him drop his guard.
The young man looked at the incoming Reincarnation Blood Tears with a trace of fear. He suddenly unleashed a burst of energy, shattering the green threads wrapped around his feet. Then, he dodged to the side, evading the two Reincarnation Blood Tears short swords.
Immediately after, the young man stomped on the ground and charged towards Yu Daohan, raising his hand in a knife-like strike.
Yu Daohan clutched the wound on his chest, blood flowing from his left eye.
Condensing three Reincarnation Blood Tears short swords at once was taking a toll on his body. Although he wouldn't go blind after upgrading, he would need to eat a whole chicken and ten eggs to recover from this.
Facing the hand blade that was mere inches away, Yu Daohan could only raise his hands to grab the attacking blade.
The young man, seeing Yu Daohan at his limit, revealed a mocking smile. "In the face of absolute strength, all schemes are meaningless."
As he spoke, he slowly raised his other hand, condensing golden light, preparing to end it all.
Yu Daohan felt no fear; instead, he grinned. "Perhaps, but you'll never know the outcome unless you try."
The young man looked at Yu Daohan's fearless smile with some curiosity. "It seems you have a backup plan?"
Just as the young man finished speaking, the two Reincarnation Blood Tears short swords that had been shot out earlier returned, striking the young man from both sides.
"This is your backup plan?" The young man chuckled, releasing Yu Daohan. He condensed two balls of golden energy with both hands, blocking the incoming Reincarnation Blood Tears short swords.
Yu Daohan seized the opportunity, condensing the Heavenly Qian Palm and unleashing it directly. "Even if you were a god, I'd strip your skin!"
The Heavenly Qian Palm, condensed with all his might, struck the young man squarely.
The young man sneered mockingly. "If it were Xu Feng's Heavenly Qian Palm, perhaps I would fear it a little. But unfortunately, you are not Xu Feng."
Yu Daohan chuckled. "Who said I intended to kill you with the Heavenly Qian Palm."
"What?"
The young man frowned. A Reincarnation Blood Tears short sword pierced him from behind.
The young man, pinned by the two Reincarnation Blood Tears short swords, was unable to move.
*Puchi!*
The Reincarnation Blood Tears short sword pierced directly through the young man's chest.
Yu Daohan, still not at ease, retreated while forming a hand seal and taking a deep breath. A blast of flames erupted, engulfing the young man.
Even a Black List expert, pierced through the chest by a Reincarnation Blood Tears short sword and engulfed by the flames of the Devouring Flame Art, would be severely injured if not killed.
"Not bad, very good, you have successfully angered me!"
Suddenly, the flames scattered. The young man's body was covered in a thick layer of golden energy, a massive Dharma Aspect appearing behind him. The wound on his chest healed at a visible rate.
"This is...!"
Yu Daohan stared in disbelief, but the young man was already before him, clenching his massive fist and unleashing a blow.
"So fast!" Yu Daohan had no time to react. The massive fist slammed heavily into his face.
*Bang!*
Yu Daohan was sent flying backward, spitting blood, crashing into a billboard and leaving a deep indentation.
"This is the difference between mortals and gods, a chasm you can never cross," the young man declared arrogantly, spreading his hands as he looked at the downed Yu Daohan.
To be honest, he had underestimated Yu Daohan's strength. If not for the protection of his Dharma Aspect, he might have truly died due to his carelessness.
Yu Daohan's eyelids began to droop, the scenery before him blurring. His limbs felt weak, and he leaned against the nearby billboard, managing to stand. The pain on his face had gone numb.
Is this the true power of a god?
How strong was Xu Feng back then to be able to contend with gods?
The young man slowly approached Yu Daohan and said calmly, "You should have died a thousand years ago. It's thanks to that dragon and that strange entity from beyond the Three Realms that you survived this long. But fighting against the heavens is destined for death; this is your fate!"
Yu Daohan had no strength left to fight back. Managing to stand was his limit.
"I'll give you a quick end!" As the young man finished speaking, he clenched his fist and swung it towards Yu Daohan. "Farewell, fairy!"
Yu Daohan slowly closed his eyes, accepting his fate.
He had done his best to reach this point.
"Let me possess you!" Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed from behind Yu Daohan.
Yu Daohan's body trembled. A wisp of white smoke entered his body. Scales began to grow on his arm, his eyes turned cold and chilling, and he clenched his fist, meeting the young man's incoming punch head-on.
*Bang!*
With a muffled grunt, the young man's expression changed drastically. He was sent staggering back several meters before he could stabilize himself.
"I didn't expect you to sense me even after I masked my aura," the young man said, looking at Yu Daohan with emotion.
Yu Daohan's gaze was icy. "Since you've found your way here, you'll stay here forever."
The young man let out a cold snort. "After so many years, your tone is still as arrogant as ever."