Boom!
Boom!
Deafening blasts rang out across the desolate land, and the entire Firmament seemed to tremble.
After a while, everything fell still. Two figures gradually emerged from the dust-filled area, standing a hundred zhang apart, while everything nearby had been reduced to nothingness.
The view pulled far into the distance.
The space and land for tens of thousands of li around had shattered and collapsed. The sight was utterly devastating.
Clearly, the two were fighting, and the sheer intensity had made the plane seem as though it had endured the end of the world.
"Hahaha!"
When the dust completely dispersed, the White-haired Old Man laughed. "After cultivating for so many years, your strength still hasn't improved in the slightest."
"Likewise."
The black-haired old man replied coldly.
"You've already used your trump card, while mine..." The White-haired Old Man raised his right hand, and his murky gaze suddenly turned sharp and cold. "I haven't used it yet!"
The black-haired old man's brows creased slightly before he said dismissively, "Then let this old man see what lousy move you've spent these past few hundred years researching."
"Watch closely!"
The White-haired Old Man raised his head and lifted both hands high, assuming a posture resembling a ritual sacrifice. Then, his eyes slowly widened!
The black-haired old man looked calm on the surface, but he was somewhat flustered inside. He remained highly vigilant the entire time, yet his opponent just kept staring with wide eyes—his eyes were practically bulging straight out—and still did not attack!
Damn it!
Come on, then!
No!
A peculiar aura was pressing down from above!
The black-haired old man finally realized it. He hurriedly looked up, then widened his eyes just like the White-haired Old Man.
From their perspective, they could clearly see the space above the Firmament being