Originally, Lin Xintong expected for Yi Yun to choose a weak point of the Frost Python such as the eyes. And by slowly depleting the Frost Python’s energy, he would be able to kill it.
But Yi Yun had killed it in one fell swoop. The battle result was startling to Lin Xintong.
Purple Blood, the beginning steps on the path of martial arts.
Generally, Lin Xintong would not feel anything when an ordinary person breaks through to the Purple Blood realm. And most people’s breakthroughs were nothing surprising. They usually ate a desolate bone relic, meditated for a long while before making a natural breakthrough.
It was a rare sight to see someone break through with such earth shattering results like Yi Yun.
Yi Yun was in linen clothes and his long hair was blowing in the wind. His body was covered with snake blood, making him look like a savage.
In myths and legends, when warriors slay serpents, they would bathe in the snake’s blood. Yi Yun was quite true to these legends!
“You actually broke through to the Purple Blood while battling. I had originally planned to refine a desolate bone relic for you. But it looks like there’s no need.” Lin Xintong looked at Yi Yun as she murmured.