Xuanyuan Hengyuan's entire arm dangled limply, blood flowing down the sword in his hand, and soon a small puddle of blood formed where he stood.
By then, Xuanyuan Hengyuan no longer possessed his earlier defiance, and with a bitter smile, he lowered his head to Su Li.
Given the circumstances, even if reluctant, he had to bow to reality.
It turned out the power of someone in the Mahayana Realm was so immense, unknowable until directly faced, and it made him feel as insignificant as a grain of sand at sea.
"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy."
Even though the opponent was frighteningly young, Xuanyuan Hengyuan willingly addressed him as senior.
In the Cultivation World, the strong are revered, and there was nothing more to be said.
Xuanyuan Hengyuan bitterly smiled at Su Li, "Senior, I will take my leave now."
After saying that, he didn't even spare a glance for anyone else at Kunlun Mountain, leaving as swiftly as he had arrived without delay.
