Fan Lou's body, shattered by his own Sword Qi, re-formed.
After his body rebuilt itself this time, his face was visibly deathly pale.
That last strike had been devastatingly powerful and carried the power of death.
Fan Lou swallowed a handful of divine medicines and stared at Jiang Ping An with cold, sinister eyes.
"Even if you've broken through to become a Void God, you're merely a First-Order Void God. You still can't escape your fate of death!"
He had been gravely wounded by his own attack because he had not understood Jiang Ping An's abilities.
As long as he was more careful this time, nothing would go wrong.
Holding a sword flickering with purple divine lightning, Fan Lou charged straight at Jiang Ping An.
Jiang Ping An's expression remained indifferent, without the slightest ripple.
He silently circulated the heavenly dragon power within him, resonating with the Origin Heavenly Dragon Clone.
Hum!
An immense attraction arose between them, and they swiftly fused together, erupting in dazzling silver radiance.
At the same time, Fan Lou reached the silver radiance and swung his Divine Sword with all his might.
The purple arcs of lightning held such destructive power that even a Second-Order Void God could be cleaved apart!
Clang!
The Divine Sword struck, and the recoil from the collision traveled through it into every part of Fan Lou's body. Every inch of his bones creaked.
The silver radiance dispersed, revealing a silver Divine Axe in Jiang Ping An's hand that had blocked Fan Lou's attack.
Fan Lou's eyes widened.
This man and this dragon had actually fused!
What kind of technique was this?
Jiang Ping An drove his heavenly dragon power and primordial power, ancient power pouring endlessly from his body.
His silver-scaled muscles tensed. With a sudden burst of strength, he