Fan Lang flew through the air, sonic booms erupting wherever he passed as the air burst apart. He flew to the end of the sky; one step farther and he would shatter space and fly into the universe.
He stopped and converted his demonic power into Mystic Power. His entire aura changed, displaying the bearing of a powerful human expert. Every glance he cast was domineering and formidable.
"Heavenly Dao! Come out and fight me again! I want to use Borrowing Heaven to Temper Body and surpass my limits!"
Fan Lang's voice boomed like thunder as he challenged the heavens!
When a Mystic God challenged the heavens, the Heavenly Dao would generally answer the challenge and rarely avoided appearing. Even if the Heavenly Dao did not appear, a Mystic God could still use Borrowing Heaven to Temper Body, though the method would differ.
If the Heavenly Dao did not attack, it would spare him the trouble of fighting. Such good fortune was rarely seen throughout history.
Fan Lang's voice echoed through the air, stirring the clouds and parting them to reveal the sun.
The Heavenly Dao soon responded, condensing an incarnation with handsome features and dignified bearing, dressed in an Azure Mystic Robe. He looked calmly at Fan Lang and drifted over to stand before him.
"You are using Borrowing Heaven to Temper Body again," the Heavenly Dao said indifferently.
"Only by defying heaven can one become a god. This is the necessary path for a Mystic God, so what is there to make a fuss about? Enough nonsense. Fight!" Fan Lang's battle intent surged as he thirsted for new strength.
"Wait! I have something to say!"
"What is there left for us to say to each other?"
"Our previous negotiations ended on bad terms, but I have changed my