The man in the black robe appeared back at the original spot enveloped in a golden light. At first glance, it seemed as if he was unscathed, but upon closer inspection, there were small, unremarkable blood flowers, only thumb-sized, dotting his black sleeve, almost imperceptibly.
However, everyone present at the scene were at least Nascent Soul cultivators and were unlikely to overlook the bloodstains on the black-robed man's sleeve.
Immediately, there was a low murmuring that spread from the audience below.
Many people displayed expressions of shock and surprise.
The two individuals from the Feng Clan at the Early Stage of Joined Bodies exchanged glances, their faces turning somewhat grim.
In contrast, Fairy Xiao Feng and Elder Xiao both revealed looks of delight.
Han Li, floating in the air, did not make another move. He stood composedly on the small green mountain under his feet, gazing down at his opponent.
