The Battle Situation Was Shrouded in Unpredictability!
"Impossible! You're talking nonsense! Master clearly wanted to rebel!" Pang Bai refused to believe Daoist Tianxin and immediately retorted.
In reality, he simply couldn't accept this fact.
If Daoist Tianxin was telling the truth, then everything he had done would cause the foundation of his heart to collapse in an instant!
"Master activated the Great Mystic Art, casting a spell to turn your fate into a star and push your star beside the Ziwei Emperor Star, where a General Star lies!" Daoist Tianxin said in a low voice. "If Eldest Senior Brother hadn't neglected Master's teachings all these years, then by observing the celestial phenomena at night, you would have seen that a small star had always shone brightly beside the General Star!"
Pang Bai's eyes were bloodshot as he shook his head repeatedly. "Impossible, impossible..."
"Pang Bai, what are you doing? Kill him quickly and dispel the mist!" the Imperial General roared at this moment.
"You must have come to disturb my state of mind. Junior Brother, who would have thought that after all these years, your sorcery would have become even more refined? I was almost deceived by you!" Pang Bai refused to listen to Daoist Tianxin any longer. Anger surfaced on his face as spiritual power surged within him.
"Heaven's net is vast, and none escape its meshes. Karma brings retribution. The Daoist temple was destroyed, yet I survived. Perhaps I am your retribution!" Daoist Tianxin flicked his horsetail whisk, raised his sword, and pointed it at Pang Bai. "Eldest Senior Brother, this is the last time I will call you that. Today, only one of us can live!"
"Then the one who survives will certainly be me!" Pang Bai stamped his foot. Massive power surged into the ground, splitting