Black Mo Hua's voice rang out, wild and vicious.
The real Mo Hua, however, went pale, his gaze darting about in panic.
He had apparently only wanted to bluff his "darkened" self. But things had not gone as he imagined: Black Mo Hua really was fighting him to the death.
Mo Hua turned to flee, but they shared the same source. A trick like that could never escape Black Mo Hua's eyes.
His eyes turned pitch-black, Demonic Qi surged, and Evil Swords wove through the air, forming an entire Dao Prison that pinned Mo Hua in place from afar.
Evil Fetus Soul-Startling Sword!
"Trying to run? Too late." Black Mo Hua sneered.
Mo Hua had used the Soul-Startling Sword Style to pin down the Third-Grade Divine Remains and force him into a sword duel. Now Black Mo Hua had turned the same move against Mo Hua himself.
Mo Hua struggled a few times but could not break free. At last, he sighed and raised both hands above his head as if resigned to his fate.
With circumstances "forcing" his hand, he had no choice but to fight his darkened "self" to the death.
Mo Hua's expression turned grave. Between his hands, a Sword Array took shape, its sword form sharpening as the Five Elements flowed together into a keen blade of Divine Thought.
It was the very God-Slaying Sword he had just used to cut down the Third-Grade Divine Remains.
But across from him, the God-Slaying Sword in Black Mo Hua's hands was identical. Worse, the addition of Evil Qi made its presence even more formidable.
Gritting his teeth, Mo Hua continued to infuse his sword with the ancient, profound Void Sword Intent.
Black Mo Hua sneered and did exactly the same, infusing Void Sword Intent between his hands.
Killing