An area spanning dozens of miles had been completely devastated by the two combatants' duel.
The commotion had been too massive, and numerous figures—including Liu Zhongjie from the Grand Governor's Estate—had emerged from goodness knows where, hanging silently in the air to watch the fight unfold below.
Mi Lan had no idea how many punches he had taken; his face was bruised and swollen beyond recognition, four of his ribs were broken, the bones in both fists were cracked, and his clothes were torn to shreds, exposing the divine armor underneath and patches of tender skin. Sensing that cultivators were gradually gathering to gawk, he had no choice but to steal a moment to say, "Lady Ye, there are too many onlookers. Shall we call it a day?"
Chapter 486