Ling Xiao activated the Mysteries of Light within his Crimson Sun Feather Robe, and the scorching heat began to melt the surrounding cold, gradually restoring much of his speed.
This scene took Jiao Batian by surprise.
He really hadn't expected Ling Xiao to come up with a way to counter his Coldstream Heavenly Realm so quickly.
But even so, within this Cave Realm, he still had the advantage in both speed and strength.
This was beyond question.
"Jiao Batian, do you really want to fight with me to the bitter end? I've said it before, I only want the Soul Armor, and I will give you enough in return."
Ling Xiao drew the Golden Crow Sword, observing the surroundings carefully.
Within this Cave Realm, Jiao Batian was like a Flood Dragon within the depths of the sea, elusive as a phantom. Ling Xiao had to be extra cautious; a moment of inattention could cost him his life.
This was a battle of great disparity in strength.
