The Heavenly Venerate did not pursue. The battle had reached this point, and it was enough. If Sun Hou still did not admit defeat, it would be disgraceful.
In reality, Sun Hou struggled to stand up. He did not make another move but looked at the Heavenly Venerate with a hint of admiration.
"Your strength is extraordinary, Daoist Heavenly Venerate. I am not your match. I concede this battle."
Sun Hou spoke, admitting his defeat.
This caused the disciples of Qingtian Sacred Land to be in an uproar, each one speechless.
No one expected that even someone as strong as Sun Hou would be defeated.
He was a particularly powerful Great Heavenly God, almost invincible below the level of a Divine King, and no one below the Divine King dared to say they could suppress him.
And the Heavenly Venerate's defeat of Sun Hou was also excessively efficient.
"It was just luck, Daoist. You don't need to mind."
The Heavenly Venerate smiled slightly. He still showed no signs of pride or excitement.
