The world abruptly darkened.
Xu Yang trembled, a bitter smile surfacing on his face. Facing Jia Chunyang, who had suddenly expanded like a giant, he felt a profound sense of powerlessness. He couldn't win. Even if he utilized the Source of the Wind Division, he would still lose.
His opponent was simply too strong. Jia Chunyang's current strength was absolutely on par with the Late Stage of Golden Immortal.
"I yield," Xu Yang declared, making his choice decisively.
Hearing Xu Yang's surrender, Chen Yingchuan took a deep breath and murmured, "He was unstoppable. Yielding is the best choice. Losing just one match won't change the final outcome.
"But when did Jia Chunyang cultivate such a terrifying Secret Technique?"
Let alone Chen Yingchuan, the vast majority of the cultivators present had never seen Jia Chunyang use this Secret Technique before. Evidently, he had kept it hidden in preparation for this fierce competition. Its power was truly formidable.
