"Mid-Stage Ninth-Turn Immortal Emperor. Not bad!"
His voice was calm, yet it burned with the anticipation of a true hunt. "Then let me see what a god king at the Mid-Stage Ninth-Turn Immortal Emperor level is really made of!"
Before the words had left his mouth, he turned into a streak of gray radiance and shot skyward like a cannonball, straight toward the Undying God King's mountain-sized body.
The Undying God King let out a heaven-shaking roar. The Twelve Tails lashed out at once, tearing through the void like twelve furious dragons as they struck at Fang Chen!
The battle had reached a fever pitch!
Fang Chen flashed like gray lightning between the twelve tails as they thrashed like furious dragons.
Each tail carried terrifying power capable of tearing through the void. Every lash left a Spatial Rift in the air, as though a sharp blade had sliced it open. Dark red Law Fragments writhed along the rift's edges.
He felt the Undying God King's power bearing down on him like a flood bursting through a dam, violent and unstoppable.
The tails attacked from vicious, ever-changing angles. Some came crashing down from above like dark red giant hammers; others swept in from the side like enormous whips; still others lunged up from below like dark red spears thrust from the earth.
The Twelve Tails moved like furious dragons under a single will, working together without leaving the slightest gap. They sealed off every route of escape around Fang Chen.
Fang Chen darted and twisted through the gaps between them. He moved at the very limit of his speed, a gray blur weaving through a dark red storm. Every dodge was a hairbreadth escape from tails that could smash a mountain to dust.
The fierce winds whipped his blue robe and