Huan spoke, maintaining a nonchalant attitude.
He said nothing, but his body flared with fiery light. In an instant, two burning blades materialized in his hands. The intense heat warped the space around them, his response self-evident.
Huan chuckled and took out a Magic Staff.
The next moment, they clashed once more in close combat. The surrounding area once again echoed with thunderous, deafening explosions.
The area had already been devastated by the terrifying power of their previous battle. Now, it was being ravaged once again, with complete disregard for the destruction.
Meanwhile, Yang An had been observing the fight. He had just thought the two were about to stop, but it turned out they had only changed their method of combat, fighting even more fiercely than before.
But this was exactly what he wanted. In such a heated battle, Huan would surely be unable to pay attention to anything else.
