S-Class-Primordial Mist!

Long Wudi brought two fingers together and jabbed Di Wusheng in the dantian.

Innate Qi poured through his fingers into Di Wusheng's abdomen, rampaging through his body and damaging his internal organs.

The originally surging demonic power was also deflated by that jab, settling down.

Di Wusheng's expression stiffened.

He had not expected Long Wudi to be able to interrupt his self-destruction.

If he had known, he would have stayed farther away before self-destructing...

Di Wusheng suddenly swung his hand, slashing the broken halberd in his grip toward Long Wudi's neck.

Unfortunately, Long Wudi had True Qi protecting his body. Di Wusheng's attack could not break through his defenses at all.

He was simply too old.

If he had been younger, if he had possessed a little more strength, that strike might have left a barely visible trace of blood on Long Wudi's neck.

"Old man, why not just call it quits?"

In the distance, Nan Feng, who had somehow flown into the sky to watch the show, spoke up. "You're so old already. Why fight us young folks?"

Xiao Luo, beside him, nodded in agreement.

Long Wudi shoved Di Wusheng away and calmly said, "From our respective positions, we both made the choices we believed were right. You think you're right, and I think I'm right too."

"Actually, there's no need for us to fight to the death."

"Believe me. I will create a world where everyone can live together in harmony."

Di Wusheng narrowed his eyes slightly, not listening to a word Long Wudi was saying.

All he felt now was overwhelming fury.

I'm risking my life against you, but what are you doing?

Lecturing me?

"Are you looking down on me?!" Di Wusheng roared. "I can die in battle, but I cannot die of old age! If