Clash

Wu Tian did not answer.

His actions had already explained everything.

The World Ending Black Lotus spun, and black beams pierced through space as they shot toward the Buddhist Lord...

Origin Mall.

The customers stared fixedly at the livestream, afraid of missing anything.

Whether it was the battle between the Demon Emperor and the three Buddhist Patriarchs, or the clash between Wu Tian and the Buddhist Lord, it left them dazzled.

"Is this a clash between the pinnacle cultivators of the Tianlan Continent? When will I possess such strength too?" Bu Lige's face was filled with longing.

"It's daytime. Stop dreaming." Jiang Shengjun patted Bu Lige on the shoulder.

Bu Cangqiong glanced at Bu Lige. "Hm? I didn't expect you to have such lofty ambitions. Not bad, not bad. Looks like the training plan needs some adjustments."

Bu Lige's wail immediately rang out. "No! Dad! I was joking..."

Luo Chuan was also watching the livestream.

He did not find it particularly surprising.

But then again, was this what battles between Venerables were like?

All that nonsense in novels about having to shout out the name of a move before attacking was completely made up!

Besides, wasn't announcing a move before attacking simply superfluous?

In a real battle, where would there be so much flashy nonsense?

It was nothing more than collisions of Spiritual Energy and contests of combat awareness.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides would often have clashed hundreds or thousands of times.

So-called techniques were completely woven into those attacks.

Of course, that was only when the two sides were evenly matched...

Luo Chuan suddenly recalled something from a few months ago, not long after he had become the owner of Origin Mall.

At the time, it seemed that the young master of Silver Moon