Battle Through the Heavens: Han Feng Here, Respect the Teacher and Value the Dao

Mang Tianchi quietly retreated to the side, observing the battle from the shadows.

Once they decided the victor, he would adapt to the situation and seize the primordial stone—or keep running.

That was how exploration went. There would always be opponents too powerful to match. In such circumstances, one could leave decisively or remain with utmost caution.

If one wanted treasure, taking risks was only natural.

Mang Tianchi had encountered far too many such situations throughout his journey of exploration.

Time passed bit by bit.

Mang Tianchi's gaze remained fixed on the primordial stone circling high overhead.

He claimed, "I don't care for it," yet the ancient aura within the primordial stone still filled him with curiosity. Especially as he watched those two immense forces approach the peak of their battle, desire quietly rose within him as well.

The instant the two massive monsters collided, it was as though heaven and earth themselves were shaken by their power.

As the fluctuations of battle grew stronger and stronger, Mang Tianchi could already sense an aura approaching the Dou Saint level. It was an oppressive force that threw the surrounding air out of balance, while even the light seemed to be stretched into ripples.

Every collision between the giant and the black shadow made the ground quake as though it were about to collapse. Enormous clouds of dust surged into the sky, blotting out the sun. The black shadow's sharp eyes swept over its surroundings like blades, and each swing of its arm tore through the air with dark-red light like a fissure. At the same time, the giant's massive fist struck fiercely at the black shadow with the force of the trembling earth, producing a muffled boom like heavenly thunder crashing into the ground.

Mang Tianchi sucked in a cold breath,