Yan Immortal was Yan Immortal, and Grand Yan Immortal was Grand Yan Immortal.
The gap between the two was too vast. Even a quasi-Grand Yan Immortal who had comprehended an Immortal Style would find it almost impossible to fight a Grand Yan Immortal.
Thus, Chang Duoling could not believe it. The corners of his eyes twitched, and in the end, his gaze turned cold. "That's a pity. I won't let you leave here alive today."
Jian Wushuang's mouth slowly curved into a cold smile, "I could threaten you the first time, but the second time will not be just a threat."
Chang Duoling sneered as well, and in the next moment, his figure suddenly dissipated into countless wisps of smoke.
Standing still, Jian Wushuang instantly condensed an Invisible Sword and held it in front of him.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the sword in his hand shattered, and he was forced back a thousand feet!