Huang Yun's clones had also stopped in their tracks, surrounding Shun Long but not continuing their assault.
Although he seemed confident in his victory, it was obvious that Huang Yun was also getting somewhat tired after using his 'Dao of Fate' continuously for so long. Still, the accumulated wounds on Shun Long's body made the golden-robed young master feel that it was only a matter of time before he won the fight.
And yet, Shun Long's last sentence caused his eyes to go wide as a dangerous feeling sprouted in his heart.
''Your Dao of Time?'' Huang Yun muttered in a low voice as he stared at the azure-robed young man in the heart of the arena.
Although Shun Long had already showcased two extremely powerful Daos during their fight, one of them being the 'Dao of Space', while the other being some variant type of white lightning that obliterated his illusionary clones in a single strike, Huang Yun wasn't deterred in the least by their destructive power.
