However, Tongtian also shouted loudly at the same time. After all, it hurt quite a bit when he shattered his own hand with that punch.
Tongtian hurriedly drifted backward, the light of the Tiangong Sword in his hand flickering like the Milky Way cascading from the heavens, pointing straight at the Immortal Emperor.
The Immortal Emperor Sword in the Immortal Emperor's hand flashed, violet light crisscrossing along its blade. He slashed out, and the two fought in one place. Sword light streaked in every direction as they battled, and terrifying energy fluctuations spread outward.
In this fierce battle, Tongtian and the Immortal Emperor engaged in an intense contest. They dazzled one another in the sky, their sword light interweaving and their imposing auras pressing down on everything around them.
Thirty rounds passed. Tongtian and the Immortal Emperor seemed evenly matched in strength, but Tongtian remained calm. Suddenly, Tongtian's sword cleaved through the Immortal Emperor's physical body, and the Immortal Emperor let out a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering scream.
Seizing the opportunity, Tongtian condensed the Primordial Spirit Sword. Mysterious cyan light radiated from its blade as it tore through the sky and pointed straight at the Immortal Emperor. The Immortal Emperor felt unprecedented pressure. He resisted with all his might, but in the end, he was still defeated by Tongtian's Primordial Spirit Sword technique.
Tongtian emerged victorious. He stood on the battlefield, sword light flickering as the joy of victory mingled with his exhaustion. The Immortal Emperor collapsed despondently in defeat, yet a faint smile appeared on his face, as though he were silently blessing Tongtian.
After defeating the Immortal Emperor, Tongtian suddenly discovered that this world was slowly collapsing. Then, the fragments of the world gradually condensed into origin and fell into that strand of his divided soul. When the divided soul