On the bridge, Yang Ye flew almost 3 km before finally stopping.

Once he did, Yang Ye stumbled and fell to the ground. Blood covered the ground where he fell.

A pity!

At this moment, Yang Ye felt that it was quite a pity. Because that attack had almost succeeded! Unfortunately, the old man had restored his cultivation at the critical moment and undergone a qualitative improvement in strength.

The gap between them was too huge!

The old man glanced at his chest, and there was a bloody injury there from Yang Ye’s sword.

A sword injury!

If he hadn’t restored his cultivation, he wouldn’t have been able to stop that attack!

He would have been sliced into two!

The old man looked up at Yang Ye, “Needless to say, you’ve really surprised me.”

Yang Ye chuckled, “You surprised me too. Of course, I’m not very surprised.”

The old man grinned, “I said that I would suppress my cultivation to force out your limits, but I never said that I would fight you to the death at the Lord Realm, right?”

Yang Ye shrugged, “Let’s just stop wasting our breaths and fight.”

The old man nodded slightly, “It’s time to end this.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he...