Murderous intent overflowed between Jing Yan and Qian Zhen!
Each held a longsword, locking eyes with determination.
"I underestimated you, kid, you've kept yourself well hidden," Qian Zhen said with a low, rumbling voice.
He seemed calm outwardly, yet inside, he was anything but.
Qian Zhen could sense that Jing Yan had not yet stepped into the Dao Spirit Realm. However, the strength Jing Yan displayed was abnormally formidable, something Qian Zhen failed to comprehend.
"How laughable, when have I ever hidden?" Jing Yan said with a sneer, shaking his head in derision.
"Boy, don't get cocky! If this is the extent of your strength, then today, you are still certain to die!" Qian Zhen shouted.
"Shh!"
Following that, a wave of Primordial Energy fluctuations radiated around his body.
With the surging Primordial Energy, Qian Zhen's skin suddenly started to darken. After a few breaths, his whole appearance was like a piece of refined iron!
Secret Technique!