"You, this Eternal War God, had committed the fault all peak geniuses were prone to—arrogance! I believed you would soon fall beneath my feet..."
Shak's big bald head buzzed and shone like a lightbulb, burning his skull transparent enough that the brain matter and blood vessels within could faintly be seen boiling like a witch sea.
Sensing that this opportunity was rare, he erupted without hesitation, instantly amplifying his Witch Mark qi flow to the perfected Thousand Heng Level!
If the great threshold of Ten Thousand Heng could be crossed, Shak was confident he could unleash an even more terrifying power.
When they were young, weren't the masters of the Sand Mage Tower all just like this Eternal War God, rising to prominence by treading upon the corpses of countless geniuses and powerhouses?
Whose fighting spirit and will could possibly be inferior?
The two immense powers crashed together with a boom.
Like two chains of sequential rings determined to shatter jade and stone alike, they shook the void clear, sending gray mist surging in all directions.
This was a rarely seen, perilous clash of sorcery!
At this moment, Li Qingyun and Shak had both gambled everything—their cultivation, foundations, potential, and future.
Jade Pure Eternal Light and sand witch power ground against each other and tangled deeply together, like two enormous ring-chain millstones twisting and slaughtering with all their might. If one did not die, the other would perish!
Li Qingyun wanted to use this battle to examine himself, believe in himself, and thoroughly establish the invincible majesty and will of his Dao.
To turn it into nourishment for breaking through to Thousand Heng.
He had recently heard a story, an eternal legend.
The last person to do this had been Invincible Xia—Xia Cheng Ye.
During the ritual contest of the