Neither side exchanged many words.
Both Mohu and Li Yuan had learned of each other's approximate strength through intelligence reports, and both knew the other was the strongest member of the opposing camp.
This battle was destined to decide victory and defeat!
And life and death!
Because neither Li Yuan nor Mohu represented only themselves—they also represented the civilizations behind them in the struggle for God's Relic.
Boom! Boom!
The two Source Martialists unleashed terrifying speed within an extremely short span of time.
Mohu's speed exceeded 250 meters per second, while Li Yuan's likewise exceeded 230 meters per second.
Their terrifying speed made them seem like two bolts of lightning. The earth trembled, and countless fragments of stone exploded into the air.
In just a few seconds,
the two sides had completely closed in.
They collided head-on.
At that moment, the many Source Martialists following behind them could not help looking toward the two figures charging like arrowheads.
Even the stronger Source Martialists among them—Alicia, Si Feng, Leiwu, and the others—understood clearly in their hearts.
The outcome between Li Yuan and Mohu was the key to this battle.
"A demigod-level genius of the Seven Star Civilization? Die!" Mohu's gaze was icy as he stared fixedly at Li Yuan.
Whoosh!
A chilling blade-light, carrying a wisp of fiery radiance, instantly swept across a hundred meters of sky and chopped straight toward Li Yuan.
The sight alone made Kross, Alicia, Si Feng, and the others tremble with fear.
"Too fast."
"Such a fast blade, yet it barely stirred the air? How high must his skill be, how powerful must that burst of strength be?" Alicia's heart tightened. Can Li Yuan block it?
Boom!
The blade-light cut across the sky and came down in a furious chop.
"Get lost!" Li Yuan's eyes were