The Light Blade swept across, but the youth's massive head showed no intention of detaching and falling, as the gashes quickly healed under the influence of tendrils of black mist.
Xu Yuan was not surprised at all.
This boundless pale space was essentially a manifestation of both parties' cultivation, and since it was cultivation, there were naturally no deadly injuries like head or heart damage to speak of.
The only way to kill the opponent was to completely shatter their manifested body.
When Xu Yuan struck just now, with the dispersing of the black mist into the surrounding space, Mu Nuo's massive and towering form shrank slightly, but it was almost imperceptible.
This was actually quite unfair.
Judging by the discrepancy in sizes to calculate cultivation,
Xu Yuan would have to hack at Mu Nuo with a flurry of blows to accomplish the same, whereas Mu Nuo might only need one punch to obliterate him.
If struck truly, he would meet death on the spot.
