Immortal Lord You Ying's injuries were growing heavier, and the aura he emitted was becoming weaker.
Meanwhile, his opponent, although also injured, showed not a hint of weakening in aura.
He couldn't understand it; despite both being injured—even if the opponent's injuries were lighter—why didn't his opponent's aura diminish?
Not only was he puzzled, but all the cultivators around were equally baffled.
"Strange, the aura of that Taichi Golden Immortal hasn't weakened at all."
"What do we do? If his aura hasn't diminished, should we still attack him?"
"Right, we might not be his match then."
"Or perhaps, should I act now? Team up with that Daluo Golden Immortal to deal with him?"
"Join forces? If we had acted right after we arrived, maybe it would have been timely. But now, that Daluo Golden Immortal is so severely injured. If we strike now, I'm afraid it's too late."
"Some cultivators have already started leaving."
