Yang Lie stood fifteen meters away, straightening himself as his mind churned with rapid thoughts.
'That bastard, Xue Taiyang… he's growing stronger by the day.'
'I once thought he was nothing special—a pathetic thug jealous of others' growth—but now, even I can't deny the flicker of fear his progress stirs in me.'
His gaze swept over the Grand Platform—now shattered into ruins—
The incredibly strong stones of the Grand Platform—normally impervious even to attacks from Mid-Stage Foundation Realm cultivators without Mastery-Stage Aura—were shattered into dust beneath his feet.
Fine cracks appeared across the Low-Tier Grade-5 protective formation—likely imperfectly maintained since it was managed by a Minor Elder rather than a Elder—yet it should still have been incredibly strong for Outer Disciples.
...And the massive crater at the center all stood as silent testimony to the terrifyingly fierce clash between Yi Ran and Xue Taiyang.
'Terrifying... really terrifying!'