Yet when Primordial Lord of Heaven saw that his attack had failed to injure Desolate Heavenly Emperor's true body and had only broken his divine ability, his brows immediately knitted together.
"Not bad. I underestimated you."
Primordial Lord of Heaven's gaze darkened slightly as he swung his horsetail whisk again. A violent gust suddenly rose, surging straight toward Desolate Heavenly Emperor!
"But I want to see just how long you can hold out."
Facing the pressure rushing toward him, Desolate Heavenly Emperor showed no fear. So what if his opponent was a Saint? He, Desolate Heavenly Emperor, had swept through the ages and fought countless tribulations alone!
Even when facing a Saint, he would never bow his head!
From the three-year-old child in Stone Village, he had advanced through thorns and obstacles until becoming the Desolate Heavenly Emperor who shook the Three Realms!
He had long since stood among the ranks of the supreme. Facing Primordial Lord of Heaven, his heart held only surging battle intent!
This battle intent was clearly sensed by several Saints present, as well as Primordial Lord of Heaven.
"Despite facing Brother Yuanshi, he shows no intention of retreating. Instead, his battle intent is soaring. If the position of Victorious Fighting Buddha were not already ordained by Heaven's Mandate, I fear I might also be tempted to recruit him into my Western Sect."
Saint Zhunti watched the burning fighting spirit in Desolate Heavenly Emperor's eyes, then turned to Daoist Jieyin beside him.
After hearing this, Jieyin nodded slightly. He, too, felt somewhat puzzled. Facing a Saint, even a Quasi-Sage expert would find it difficult to muster battle intent.
Yet Desolate Heavenly Emperor seemed to have been looking forward to this battle for a long time!
"Sole True Feather Sword—appear!"
Desolate Heavenly Emperor let out an angry