Li Yunhuo had absolutely no room to resist in front of Ye Fan.
Even before, Ye Fan's cultivation was far above his; now Ye Fan's cultivation had been strengthened by the power of heavenly tribulation, making it incomparably formidable. Li Yunhuo, before Ye Fan, was like a frail, powerless child—any small bit of force Ye Fan used was enough to force Li Yunhuo to struggle desperately to cope.
"Ye Fan, if you want to kill me then kill me. What's the point of torturing me like this?" Li Yunhuo looked furious, because Ye Fan was completely playing cat-and-mouse, using his power to bombard him without directly killing him, forcing him to flail helplessly in the face of that overwhelming force.
The irony was that if he didn't resist, he would die anyway, because the power Ye Fan unleashed offered no retreat; it was entirely up to how capable Li Yunhuo was in resisting the corrosion of that power.
