Inside Purple Sun's room, the void still seemed immeasurably deep. The walls appeared to be right before their eyes, yet also seemed separated by thousands upon thousands of miles.
They had clearly already fallen into another pocket heaven.
The chess pieces dancing through the sky transformed into streaks of purple swords, weaving one sword formation after another through the air. Behind Purple Sun Divine Lord, a purple blazing sun rose into the air.
Although Heavenly Ape Demon Saint possessed an immensely powerful body, his entire form glittered with golden light, as though he had become a golden Buddhist ape, impervious to blades and spears, immune to all intrusions of myriad laws.
Even so, numerous bloody gashes had been carved across him, leaving him in a rather miserable state.
Within those wounds, the golden blood was slowly beginning to turn purple. At last, apprehension appeared in Heavenly Ape Demon Saint's eyes.
"Your cultivation has actually nearly reached Mid Spirit Transformation!"
He frantically drew the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body, then forced out all the purple blood. His face instantly turned pale as well.
Whether Spirit Transformation cultivators or Demon Saints, drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth came at a cost. Now that he was using it to heal his injuries, what he was losing was his lifespan.
Most crucially, his combat strength was clearly inferior to Purple Sun Divine Lord's. If this continued, not only would he gain nothing, he might also lose a great deal of lifespan.
Worst of all, there had been that scream just now. Though it had been faint to the point of nearly being inaudible, both the man and the demon had heard it.
"No more fighting, no more fighting! The chessboard is gone too. We concede this time.