Luohu Suppresses All Heavens, the Three Paths of Heaven, Earth, and Man Battle Together; You All Want to Tire This Devil Ancestor to Death

"You only just proved your sainthood, and you dare run wild!"

The black-yellow holy radiance of the Heavenly Dao balanced against the Demonic Dao's Law of Slaughter. The two colors of light collided with a thunderous crash, exploding into a skyful of raining light.

Haotian held the Haotian Mirror in hand, his Dao rhythm surging wildly. The instant they faced each other, he poured out all his saintly power. The mirror light turned into a sky-blade of myriad feet, chopping straight for Luohu's face.

Boom—!

Luohu stood atop the ninth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus and raised a hand, pointing one finger. Pitch-black demonic light tore through the air and smashed the sky-blade head-on.

Its remaining force did not slow, slamming viciously into Haotian's shoulder. Haotian was wounded.

Haotian did not retreat in the slightest. He drove the authority of the Eighth Saint of the Heavenly Dao, stirring the stars of the heavens into formation. Billions upon billions of streams of star power condensed into a giant hand, carrying the might to suppress the universe as it grabbed toward Luohu.

Luohu said coldly, "Overestimating yourself!"

The World-Destroying Black Lotus lowered endless Devil Flame. The giant hand of star power collapsed the instant it touched it.

His figure flashed, and he teleported before Haotian. His demonic palm, wrapped in world-destroying power, slammed toward Haotian's chest.

Haotian hurriedly raised the mirror crosswise to block. The surface of the Haotian Mirror instantly filled with cracks, and his entire body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, smashing through several layers of the heavenly walls of the Thirty-Three Heavens. His holy radiance abruptly dimmed by more than half.

But he still forced himself to hold on, gripping the mirror and fighting again. He pushed the rule-power of a Heavenly Saint to its limit, tangling