"If I were to fight Yue Rong again, I'm seventy percent confident I could kill him right where he stands!"
Qi Yun's gaze was as sharp as a blade. He stared at the rockery that had been split in two, a keen light glinting in the depths of his eyes.
Elevating the Sand Iron Skill to the Hundred-refined Steel level had indeed brought about a qualitative change.
Its hardness was not only astonishing, but it could also withstand extremely high temperatures.
This point alone was enough to counter Yue Rong's scorching golden flames.
Moreover, the power of the Iron Sand surged explosively after being heated by friction.
Unless one was a Body Cultivator specializing in physical reinforcement, an ordinary Cultivator probably couldn't even block a single strike.
In fact, this was a move he had envisioned as soon as he first mastered the Sand Iron Skill.
