What spilled from the Irregular Heavy Sword was a thread of pale green flame.
The green fire seemed like a viscous liquid. It slowly crawled up Luo Zheng's arm, forming a green skull.
The skull looked horrifying, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. Horns sprouted from its head, and fire poured from its mouth!
"Whoosh!"
The evil ghost skull opened its mouth and spewed. The blue-green flames instantly ignited the Irregular Heavy Sword.
Through the blue-green flames, Luo Zheng looked at Snake Spirit King and said, "In theory, Probability Extreme State is unsolvable within the cloud..."
"If we keep fighting like this, neither of us can do anything to the other. After all, neither of us can kill an opponent with infinite speed!"
"Of course, maintaining Probability Extreme State requires energy. Within this cloud, I can slowly wear you down to death, but I have a better choice."
As soon as Luo Zheng finished speaking, he vanished.
His disappearance and reappearance happened simultaneously.
At infinite speed, space and distance lost all meaning.
Thus, although he and Snake Spirit King were separated by some distance, they could effectively be considered to be overlapping!
"Whoosh!"
The Irregular Heavy Sword came chopping down over his head.
But Snake Spirit King's figure vanished as well, rendering the attack completely useless.
"I don't know what this flame is for, but no matter how powerful it is, it can't burn me. You—you..."
Snake Spirit King's words suddenly faltered.
It saw a hole dozens of zhang in diameter appear in the black cloud.
The blue-green flames had actually burned away part of Black Cloud.
Luo Zheng turned to look at Snake Spirit King, an almost imperceptible smile still hanging on his face.
"Although Probability Extreme State is powerful, there is a way to restrain it."