Inside Spirit Crane Space, Great Emperor Glazed Glass watched the harrowing battle beyond the barrier, his face ashen.
Both Great Emperor Huo Li and Fang Chen belonged to the Glazed Sword Sect.
He did not want either of them to come to harm.
The Eleventh Wave was a realm even he had never touched. He had not expected Great Emperor Huo Li to break through while driven to the brink by his demonic state.
"Huo Li, my junior brother!"
Great Emperor Glazed Glass's voice was hoarse and heavy. His fists clenched tight.
At the center of the battlefield, Great Emperor Huo Li moved.
He spun again, faster than before. Dark Purple flames formed an ever-expanding vortex around him. Along its rim, fine streaks of Sword Light waited like blades poised to strike, carving scorched trails through the Void.
His Sword Momentum kept rising beyond the Eleventh Wave, climbing toward an even more terrifying level.
Fang Chen's pupils contracted again. He made his decision and held the Floating Immortal Sword across his body, no longer meeting attack with attack.
He shifted to defense.
He would wear down Great Emperor Huo Li's strength by defending, then wait for the moment his momentum faltered.
Great Emperor Huo Li spun faster and faster. The vortex of flames around him had swollen to a thousand zhang across, churning the surrounding Chaos Space like boiling water.
The Dark Purple Sword Light within the vortex grew denser and more dazzling until it became the phantom of a colossal purple sword a thousand zhang long. Bearing a terrifying force that could cleave a world in two, it slashed down at Fang Chen.
The power of that strike had truly crossed the threshold of a Late-Stage Ninth-Turn Immortal Emperor.
If his opponent had been an enemy, Fang Chen could