Boom!
It had been a long time since Jiang Qiao had fought such an evenly matched battle, with both sides unleashing everything they had.
His body flickered in and out of existence.
It flashed wildly between reality and illusion, collapse and expansion.
The terrifying power brought down the majestic walls of Mighty Pass and shattered its gates. It also forced Huang Tian to leave the ramparts and stand in the void.
This infuriated Huang Tian.
A pair of enormous, rotting hands emerged from the shadows behind him.
Those hands held a blood-colored sword.
The sword had no hilt. The rotting hands gripped the blade directly, its sharp edges sinking deep into their flesh. Thick black blood flowed incessantly down the blade and from the wounds.
Roar!
An overwhelming tide of destructive, baleful energy surged wildly, slashing toward Jiang Qiao.
"Hah!"
Jiang Qiao showed no fear.
Empowered by the force of collapse, he transformed into a giant axe of lightning and traded head-on blows with the blood-colored sword!
This was a clash of rules.
Simple.
Brutal.
Yet exceedingly dangerous.
The slightest mistake could shatter their laws and leave them gravely wounded.
This man...
As the battle grew more intense, Huang Tian's cold gaze grew increasingly dark.
He realized he had underestimated the man before him yet again.
There was something strange.
Something uncanny about this man.
The very reason he had been confident he could kill Jiang Qiao was that, although this man possessed rules, he had yet to embark on the path of fusing them.
Possessing rules.
Beginning to fuse rules.
These were two entirely different concepts.
Having gone through it himself.
He knew that the power the two could unleash was worlds apart.
No matter how strong Jiang Qiao was.
No matter how astonishing his talent.
Lasting a few