Inside the Young Emperor Tower.
Mingyuan unleashed his Devouring Abyss Demon Pulse Field and drew a scythe that stood a full two meters tall in the Guan Zizai Realm.
Demon Prison Seven-Kill Scythe!
It was a high-grade Untethered Dao treasure, black as ink and trailing wisps of demonic energy. Silver flecked its blade, lending its eerie appearance a touch of domineering force.
Draped in black and wielding a scythe far taller than himself, Mingyuan looked like a soul-reaping envoy from purgatory.
"That's quite a look," Li Tianming said with a chuckle.
"Die!" Mingyuan growled from beneath his cloak.
Boom!!
He became a black blur and appeared before Li Tianming in an instant. As he swung the Demon Prison Seven-Kill Scythe, it swept out a streak of black light straight at him.
Clang—!
Li Tianming refused to give ground. He raised the East Emperor Twin Swords, wreathed in Dark Gold Sword Demise and the two Chaos Sword Rings, to meet the blow.
The sacred black-and-gold light of Li Tianming's swords locked against the sinister black glow pouring from Mingyuan's scythe.
The shockwave lifted Li Tianming's silver hair. Ripples spread slowly outward from the two of them.
Yet Li Tianming looked completely at ease. "That's it? Didn't eat today?"
"Quit putting on an act!" Mingyuan said coldly.
Behind him, the Devouring Abyss Demon Pulse Field billowed with demonic energy and radiated a bone-chilling aura. Black veins spread through it like chains, encircling Li Tianming.
The Pulse Field restricted the flow of Daoyun and other forces around them, and to some extent, Li Tianming's movements as well.
"Inside my Mingyuan Locking Prison, your only fate is to be crushed into an Astral God Origin!" Mingyuan said coldly.
"A little something, but not much." Li Tianming smiled, paying no heed to his opponent's greatest