Han Hexiang remained entirely unmoved, his lips slightly curved into a confident smile.
Seeing this, Liu Yuansong felt a surge of unease.
In his view, Han Hexiang had just undergone a fierce battle with Shadow.
Logically, Han Hexiang should be extremely weakened at this moment.
But why did he appear so confident?
Where did this confidence originate from?
Though puzzled, he quickly suppressed this emotion.
In his eyes, he was the strongest under the Immortal King, and even if Han Hexiang was powerful, he couldn't be his match.
The two instantly resumed their battle, their figures intertwining like lightning in the sky.
Han Hexiang wielded the dark red Immortal Sword in his hand with impenetrable precision, the sword momentum incredibly fierce, each strike of Sword Qi seeming to cut through space.
Liu Yuansong countered continuously with his uncanny movement technique and powerful Palm Force, the battle between them fierce and intense.
