He pushed the War Clan bloodline to its limit. A ceaseless torrent of terrifying power surged forth within him, then rushed out and poured into the War God Mirror.
The War God Mirror erupted with unprecedented brilliance, its bronze hue completely obscured.
Boom!
The massive cyan handprint suddenly halted, unexpectedly held in check at that moment.
Boom!
The mountain-like giant staff crashed down. Flowers of lightning scattered and exploded, each one blasting apart the void.
Endless mountains and rivers twisted, bending like steel, only to spring back fiercely.
The cold tide also swept in. Bone-piercing chill passed through the barrier of mountains and rivers and fell upon Zhan Taichong.
Yet at that moment, Zhan Taichong's entire body was heating up. Like the surface of a scorching branding iron, the instant the cold touched him, hazy white mist rose from his body.
The cold tide was blocked by the mountains and rivers, turning vast stretches of them snow-white.
Heavy snow sealed the mountains, ice locked the rivers!
But that was all. The former War God's desperate outburst was astonishingly powerful.
"Pant... pant..."
Still, Lin Xuan keenly sensed Zhan Taichong's ragged breathing.
Facing the simultaneous attacks of three Eternal Emperor Realm experts, reaching this point had been far from easy for him.
"Keep going!"
"Strike while he's sick and take his life!"
Wang Xuanfeng shouted deeply, calling to Old Man of Heavenly Secrets and the Xue Family Ancestor.
The three gathered their power once more, intending to kill the former War God completely.
"Ji Chen, you old bastard!"
"How much longer are you going to wait? Are you really going to stand by and watch this clan chief die in battle?"
Zhan Taichong roared, looking at Ji Chen as though he wanted to devour him alive.
"Hurry up!"
Wang Xuanfeng urged anxiously.