"No one will surpass me; if there ever is, they will only be dead!"
"Haha..."
Tai Yi's voice echoed throughout the battle stage, reaching all around.
Although his methods were somewhat despised, using this heavenly-level phantom to turn the tables in a fair fight, it can't be denied that possessing such a heavenly-level phantom is indeed a part of one's strength.
Moreover, no rule on the battle stage prohibits their use.
"Even though Ye Qiu is formidable, under the power of a heavenly realm, no matter how strong, he is but an ant."
"I also acknowledge that this guy forced Tai Yi into such a situation, indeed strong, but it can only be said that his foundation is still too weak. As the Saint Heir of Taiyi Divine Sect, Tai Yi would naturally have some life-saving techniques."
Many felt it was a pity for Ye Qiu, while others thought it was no big deal; in matters of victory or defeat, results are what truly matter.
