"I'm bullying you—so what? Die!" As soon as Fu Can Demon Emperor finished speaking, he attacked directly. With a wave of his hand, a world-shaking demonic palm slammed toward Eternal Cloud Saint.
Li Zhōujūn also made his move at that moment. Spiritual energy gathered at his fingertip and transformed into a black chess piece, which he fiercely pressed downward. In an instant, a black chess piece as massive as a star descended toward Eternal Cloud Saint.
Seeing this, Eternal Cloud Saint snorted. "Even a starving camel is still bigger than a horse. You actually think the likes of you can kill this Saint? Then you'll have to pay the price in blood!"
As Eternal Cloud Saint's voice fell, wind and clouds gathered behind him. A Dharma Form formed from the storm surged up ten thousand zhang high, standing between heaven and earth like a majestic god, vast and boundless.
"Suppress!" Eternal Cloud Saint shouted coldly. One enormous hand of the Dharma Form slammed down, scattering Fu Can Demon Emperor's world-shaking demonic palm.
Immediately afterward, the other hand of Eternal Cloud Saint's Dharma Form rose high, lifting the black star that Li Zhōujūn controlled as it descended from the sky, preventing it from falling even a fraction farther.
"He really is a Saint. Even though his cultivation has fallen now, his strength is still formidable." Fu Can Demon Emperor laughed.
"Spare me the nonsense. Didn't I already say that a starving camel is still bigger than a horse?" Eternal Cloud Saint sneered.
However, when he felt the black star pressing down above his head with ever-increasing force, his expression turned solemn.
Eternal Cloud Saint then controlled the free hand of his Dharma Form—the one that had scattered Fu Can Demon Emperor's demonic palm—to clench into a fist. It gathered a formidable