An iron staff, a long spear, two gods locked in battle.
One was like an ancient deity, so powerful it defied belief. That sense of pressure and awe could practically make all things bow their heads and fill every living creature with fear.
The other was like an immortal who had reached the peak and become a saint, unleashing Supreme Might amid raging waves, seizing the fortune of heaven and earth beneath the vast sky and setting sun, turning it into an endless, mighty power that could rival the radiance of the sun and moon!
Jiang Xiaohu had long since lost all sense of how long the two of them had been fighting.
This space seemed to forbid people from having any concept of time. There was no way to calculate time here. Aside from the three of them, everything else was still.
From the beginning, Jiang Xiaohu had been so shaken his scalp went numb, then his heart had clenched with worry as he silently cheered his master on, and gradually he had become absorbed, then calm.
He stood there, the hand gripping his blade relaxing, his clenched molars loosening too, his breathing turning calm and smooth.
His eyes were no longer feverish and tense, but entranced.
He forgot where he was, forgot time and space, forgot his position and his thoughts. He was simply guided by the two Experts to think, to learn, to absorb, to observe.
After a long while, both of them withdrew their stances.
Medicine Elder looked somewhat exhausted, his chest rising and falling nonstop;
Lu Chengwen said calmly, "You truly are an expert."
Medicine Elder burst out laughing. "Unfortunately, I still lost to the Archaic Ape God."
Lu Chengwen shook his head lightly. "I borrowed Lu Chengwen's body, a menopausal body. The Archaic Ape