Concession

Luo Shuchang gasped for breath, having used the Void Crossing Steps to quickly get away from the detonating yin qi. He stared at Hu Long, a cold flash in his eyes.

This guy… he might become a problem in the future, too.

Just as he thought this, though, a thunderous explosion rang out from above, accompanied by a fierce shockwave that almost knocked him and Hu Long off their feet. Pure white sand scattered everywhere, throwing up a cloud of dust that washed over them in waves.

"... It looks like it's my loss, then."

Despite himself, Luo Shuchang put on a serene smile, looking up to where a brilliant purple ring of light bloomed outwards in the sky, the aftermath of his Descending Skies exploding into nothingness. He saw a tiny figure up there, as well, slowly falling head first to the ground.

"Ryker!"