Lin Yuan's eyes were filled with cold killing intent.
Boom boom boom.
A red fire lotus instantly took shape. The violent energy it emitted was soul-stirring.
Meanwhile, ahead, Li Xiong's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Is he not fleeing, preparing to fight to the death now?"
Li Xiong smirked slightly.
Seeing Lin Yuan's desperate posture, it was evident he was at the end of his rope, unleashing his strongest moves.
Li Xiong thought to himself, "What is your realm, after all? Are you just a mere Aperture Meridian realm, daring to confront the Spirit Origin realm directly?"
The gap between the Spirit Origin realm and the Aperture Meridian realm was truly a chasm, far greater than the gap between Aperture Meridian and Condensed Origin.
Lin Yuan's gaze turned icy cold, and he thrust his long knife forward fiercely.