From the moment they were born, they had stood on opposing sides. The arrangements of their past lives had forced them to fight and scheme against each other.
At this point, they could only fight to the death. There was no second choice.
While Fan Lang had been speaking, he had already adjusted himself to his peak condition, poised to strike.
As a Reincarnated One of the Asura Path, what abilities his opponent possessed remained a mystery for now. That would be the key to victory or defeat.
Their gazes met, and their fighting intent erupted, opening the battle.
Luo Hou did not attack personally. Instead, he controlled the Asura Giant beneath his feet to launch an assault. It swung its broken Giant Club in a sweeping strike at Fan Lang, carrying the force to shatter mountains and rivers. Even the gale it stirred possessed incalculable destructive power.
There was no army of the Asura Race in sight, only this single hulking giant. There was clearly a reason for that.
This Asura Giant was actually formed from the fusion of countless Asura Race warriors. It was incomparably powerful. The strike that had pierced through two planes earlier had caused Fan Lang and the others no end of trouble.
Fan Lang had no helpers at his side now. He could only face the Asura Giant alone, and the difficulty was easy to imagine.
In an instant, the Giant Club was upon him.
Fan Lang flipped his palm and unleashed a dragon-soul primordial spirit, which tightly coiled around the Giant Club. The dragon-soul primordial spirit opened its huge jaws and bit at Luo Hou atop the Asura Giant's head.
Luo Hou reached out and grabbed at empty air, and another staff appeared in his hand. His weapon was a staff as well.