"Just because Fellow Daoist Xuandu is a mere quasi-saint, you think you can make me surrender? You're not worthy."
"Understand?"
Although Xuandu was a quasi-saint, did he think a mere quasi-saint could make him surrender? Impossible.
Unless it was a Saint, perhaps.
He could surrender to a Saint, because she truly was no match for a Saint.
But surrender to Xuandu, a quasi-saint?
Sorry, he could not do it.
Xuandu did not have that kind of strength either.
"I'm not worthy?"
Xuandu was stunned when he heard this. He quickly came to his senses and sneered at Hun Xiu. "I'm not worthy?"
"What a fine 'I'm not worthy'!"
"When This Poor Daoist sends you to the Investiture of the Gods List, you'll know whether I'm worthy or not."
With a flip of his palm.
A Taiji Diagram appeared in Xuandu's hand.
Holding the Taiji Diagram, Xuandu pointed it at Hun Xiu and declared arrogantly, "Traitor Xiao Yan, do you dare fight me?"
Hun Xiu looked at the Taiji Diagram in Xuandu's hand and revealed an enlightened expression. "So this is what you're relying on?"
"Come, let me witness the might of the Taiji Diagram."
Holding the pitch-black giant ruler, Hun Xiu charged at Xuandu.
Boom! Boom!
The two fought fiercely. Under their clash, the Great Hero Hall was reduced to ruins, while Mount Sumeru gradually became riddled with holes and devastation.
One could not help wondering whether the two were truly fighting to the death. Were they sure they were not trying to destroy Mount Sumeru?
Neither side could do anything to the other. Even with the Taiji Diagram in hand, Xuandu still could not overcome Hun Xiu.
Wielding the giant ruler, Hun Xiu was like a god of war, his entire body covered in crimson flames. Like a