High above the sky, the East Mountain God continuously hurled out punches, sometimes changing his attacks into palms, sometimes back into fists. Empowered by his massive body, every kind of offensive move forced even Fang Xuan, with his formidable physique, to retreat again and again. He was even injured by East Mountain's relentless barrage.
In the flash of lightning and spark, two streaks of light continually intertwined in the sky. After dozens of exchanges, both sides had struck with their sharpest attacks; one moment of carelessness would bring no small injury.
Yet as the battle dragged on, the East Mountain God's inherently immense strength gradually gained the upper hand.
"Bang—!!!"
A sharp claw shot forth, carrying power as vast as mountains. It engulfed Fang Xuan like landslides and crashing seas. With a dull boom, a trace of blood slowly trickled from the corner of Fang Xuan's mouth.
Seeing Fang Xuan soaked through with blood, his snow-white robe already dyed scarlet, the East Mountain God's eyes flashed with a cold sneer. He said from afar, "Fang Xuan, I told you—before absolute strength, every method is useless!"
"Today will be the final day of your martial path!"
His face dark, Fang Xuan flicked his hand, and Ink Abyss, already unable to bear the strain, vanished directly into his body.
Then his hands rapidly formed seals, and surging violet flames immediately erupted from within him.
"Divine Fire Profound Heaven Transformation! Seventh Transformation!"
"Violet Flame!"
Mysterious violet Dao Patterns rapidly spread from Fang Xuan's Dantian Qi Sea. In an instant, a layer of violet flame armor covered his body. Accompanied by a fierce wave of searing heat, it spread completely as the violet flames rose.
At the same time, an immense force far surpassing Fang Xuan's current strength spread from his body like ripples.