The moment Di Jin drew his saber, Luo Zheng had already crossed past the Netherlings. Sword in hand, he charged into the darkness.
When Luo Zheng had rushed in, he had originally attracted a large group of Netherlings as well. But those Netherlings were wary of the medicinal scent emanating from Di Jin and the others, and refused to follow him inside.
The instant Luo Zheng plunged into the darkness, a flash of saber light slashed straight toward his face!
With a thought, Luo Zheng raised his sword horizontally before him.
"Clang!"
Saber and sword collided, and Luo Zheng staggered back several steps.
Only after his eyes adjusted to the darkness did he see the person standing opposite him.
Luo Zheng's brows lifted slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his face. "Di Jin? I didn't expect us to cross swords again."
Strictly speaking, Luo Zheng had fought this man once before.
When the Xuanyuan Clan and the Chi You Clan had been at war, this exile had controlled Xian Ze to fight Luo Zheng. Later, he had been forced out of the void by the heaven-shaking arrow Nine Five Two Seven shot, leaving him in an extremely sorry state.
Back then, the gap between Luo Zheng and Di Jin had been utterly impossible to bridge. After all, the other man had already become a powerhouse who had crossed the Other Shore Realm.
Di Jin stared impassively at Luo Zheng.
Not long ago, this had still been a little fellow he could have killed with the lift of a hand. Yet after Equality of All Living Beings, he had somehow become Di Jin's formidable opponent. Naturally, Di Jin found the feeling extremely unpleasant.
After staring at Luo Zheng for a while, he gave a feral grin. "A mere True God