"Zhou Fan, you will surely die today!"
Huang Yihan's words were arrogant and conceited. It was as if, in his eyes, Zhou Fan was already a dead man, fated to fall to his blade.
"Relying on that strength you're so proud of? You seem to have forgotten something. You're not the only one in the Void Stepping Realm—so am I!" Zhou Fan sneered, abruptly unleashing his aura, which surged ferociously toward his opponent.
Despite having broken through to the Mid-stage of the Realm of Void Stepping—a minor realm higher than Zhou Fan—Huang Yihan felt immense pressure from this powerful aura. He was forced to unleash his own aura in response.
But to Huang Yihan's astonishment, even after doing so, he still struggled greatly to resist the pressure coming from Zhou Fan.
'How is this possible?'
'Zhou Fan is clearly only in the Early-stage of the Realm of Void Stepping. How can his aura be even stronger than mine?'
