Ten hours later, within the space of the Heavenly Dao Stele, the great battle ended.
Just like before the battle began, Tian Shang and Tun Cang stood opposite each other.
Tian Shang was still proud, and Tun Cang was still calm.
The only difference was that Tian Shang's hair was disheveled, her little face was pale, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, her left arm hung limp, and her whole body's mixed yuan energy was drained.
However, the one facing her, Tun Cang, was in even worse shape.
"I admit defeat."
Only when his breathing stabilized did those three words calmly come out of Tun Cang's mouth.
As soon as the words fell, the Heaven and Earth Silk that Tun Cang felt could claim his life unexpectedly left his brow and retracted into Tian Shang's palm.
"Hmph, you should have admitted defeat earlier!"
With a haughty snort, Tian Shang glared at Tun Cang with her nostrils, then turned and limped toward the Heavenly Dao Stele.
