"What's wrong? Did you happen to draw a weaker one?" the original Diguan sneered, pretending not to know. But we all knew this was already the strongest power he could use.
Buzz— the impostor Diguan swung his longsword, and in an instant, this heap of flying swords was effortlessly destroyed, like strands of hair drifting in the sky.
"All the swords here are the same! How dare you deceive me!?" The impostor Diguan's expression darkened, but doubt had also begun to gnaw at him. The attacks just now should have killed the original Diguan several times over, yet the man had flown back up as if nothing had happened. That was hardly the defensive ability of a weakling.
"Heh heh, that's because I haven't absorbed enough power yet. If you can't possess me before I grow stronger, do I really need to tell you what the result will be?" The original Diguan began to sneer.
What the original Diguan said was naturally false. Whenever the impostor Diguan attacked him, all the attacks were redirected to the Six Paths Armament, then transmitted into the Reincarnation Array Artifact. In other words, one of the Six Paths would bear the attacks in the original Diguan's place. This was also a way to weaken his opponent's strength.
Of course, if the absorbed power exceeded the Six Paths Reincarnation Array Artifact's capacity, the Six Paths Reincarnation itself would collapse. Thus, Grandma, as the one directing this operation, also had to act as an observer and prevent the Six Paths from collapsing under the impostor Eight Extremes' attacks.
However, if they consumed enough of the opponent's power, the original Diguan's advantage would gradually return. Once the impostor Diguan's power fell to the same level as his, it would be hard to say whose divine will would