Meng Zhi drew a deep breath and sneered. "Without your true artifact-spirit body, you're no match for me if you rely on spiritual sense alone to control the Yin Gods within the banner."
"Besides, the Soul Banner is under my control. Even if you want to draw upon my mana to act, your cultivation must surpass mine."
"I may not have comprehended the Mountain Realm, but I possess unparalleled foundations."
In Meng Zhi's view, since Tu Shan Jun had hidden his artifact-spirit body, he feared Meng Zhi would suppress him with a wondrous technique and thereby seize complete control of the Soul Banner.
Even his master's true self feared him, so how could he possibly fear mere spiritual sense?
He was exceptionally calm now.
The tension and unease in his heart gradually faded away.
He quietly considered the various peerless treasures he had stored away.
The towering crimson-haired phantom watched him with icy eyes.
If they had not been standing on opposing sides, he truly would not have wanted to act.
He had given Meng Zhi countless chances. If Meng Zhi had shown even the slightest remorse, Tu Shan Jun would have wanted him to live as long as possible. Yet Meng Zhi showed no sign whatsoever of turning back.
Meng Zhi had made up his mind to see this through.
Tu Shan Jun said softly, "I once foresaw countless scenes. I thought that if one had no attachments, no worries, no fetters of Lineage, no limits of aptitude, and no invincible foe, then one would never die because of such things. I never expected that this time, I would have to act personally."
"I thought you would be the most exceptional one."
He took a step forward.
The great sun wheeled through heaven and earth beneath clear skies.
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