Yang Fan wasn't in a much better state; Soul Eater fell to the ground, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, kneeling on one knee.
After a brief breathing control, he stood up, looked at the old man over there, and had a victorious smile in his eyes.
Yang Fan smiled, a lighthearted, natural smile, as he walked step by step towards the old man.
The old man couldn't stand up anymore, lying sideways on the ground, looking at Yang Fan approaching, without resentment after defeat, only endless regret.
He was careless. The arrogant one wasn't this young man, it was him.
He once thought that the Soul Devouring Slash was just a legend. Even if, let's say, the power of the Unintentional Elder's Soul Devouring Slash back then was real, it didn't mean that this young man, Yang Fan, could unleash the full power of the Soul Devouring Slash.
However, he was wrong. In this world, many things are just that incredible. It's too late for regret.
