Dominance!
Hayato Tenin had never lacked dominance, nor had he ever believed himself inferior to anyone.
Yet at this moment, Jiang Dali's thunderous shout and piercing gaze carried a demonic, tyrannical force that chilled the hearts and guts of all who faced it.
Provoked into reacting, Hayato Tenin involuntarily gathered the Yin and Yang Deities and unleashed Myriad Dao Senluo, forging blades from thought to resist the opposing enemy's aura and primordial spirit.
The sharpness in their gazes was fully exposed, like divine weapons and treasured blades clashing in the void as killing intent filled the air.
A clash between masters.
In an instant, invisible auras and mental force collided like layer upon layer of unseen shockwaves, surging back and forth. The atmosphere became stifling and terrifying, while fierce winds rose from the ground along with the turbulent currents.
Whoosh—
Waves of sand and dirt swept up. For a moment, where their gazes met, sand flew and stones scattered, choking people so badly they could not open their eyes. Leaves fled in all directions like fleas, while small stones leaped into the sky under the stirring force.
A brilliant gleam blazed in Jiang Dali's eyes like burning lamps. His black hair floated and danced like a nest of writhing serpents as he focused entirely on Hayato Tenin.
Hayato Tenin's face turned blood-red, and he suffered unbearably. Not only was his mind and spirit under assault, but every inch of his skin felt as though countless needles were continuously stabbing into him. Even the resilient mental force formed by his thought-blades was about to collapse beneath Jiang Dali's primordial spirit, leaving his entire body unable to move.
The gap between them was simply too great. Perhaps Myriad Dao Senluo, this supreme skill of the True Return Realm, allowed him to contend