Xuan Mo continued forward. After only a few steps, a spear beam shot into the sky. Xuan Mo coughed and said, "Hundred-Eyed Daoist? This spear beam? Can't you follow the script? Even Monkey would get beaten senseless on this road. Hundred-Eyed Daoist is clearly supposed to use a sword."
"If you can guess who I am, you can go straight through." With that, Hundred-Eyed Daoist readily swapped to a sword. As sword light flickered in his hand, trailing a wisp of azure radiance, he thrust it toward Xuan Mo.
Xuan Mo was speechless. He gripped the Yan Tian Thunder Rod and charged forward. The two instantly clashed, sword and rod colliding with crisp ringing sounds.
Amid flying sparks, Xuan Mo gradually gained the upper hand.
With a loud shout, he unleashed a full-power strike and forced Hundred-Eyed Daoist back several steps.
A trace of surprise flashed through Hundred-Eyed Daoist's eyes, but he immediately returned to normal.
He lightly waved his sword, sending a roaring azure sword aura straight toward Xuan Mo's throat.
Xuan Mo turned aside to evade it, then swung the Yan Tian Thunder Rod with the momentum. A streak of red lightning shot straight at Hundred-Eyed Daoist's chest. Hundred-Eyed Daoist leaped backward and avoided the red lightning. He snorted softly, his wrist twitching as his swordplay became even fiercer, attacking Xuan Mo like a violent storm.
Xuan Mo was startled inwardly. He knew he had encountered a formidable opponent, but he did not retreat. Instead, he focused completely on the battle before him. He gathered all his strength into the Yan Tian Thunder Rod, continuously unleashing fierce attacks. Hundred-Eyed Daoist was no weaker, relying on his superb swordsmanship and agile movements to block Xuan Mo's attacks time and again.
The two went back and forth, neither yielding an