Outside the cave, a thunderous explosion shattered the silence, sand erupting in every direction as the ground split open with a deafening roar that rolled across the dunes.
From the billowing cloud of dust, a body rocketed skyward.
Qingyi, arms still trembling from the impact, tensed every muscle to absorb the shockwaves rattling through his bones.
His opponent stood at the peak of the Celestial Origin Realm, a monstrous adversary by any measure.
Qingyi, by contrast, had not yet pushed his cultivation to the peak of the Celestial Ascension Realm.
Between them lay a sixteen cultivation stages, not to mention a greater realm, almost two, separating them.
Even if that man possessed no bloodline, the difference in raw power would have remained staggering.
Yet not a trace of fear crossed Qingyi's face.
