The Peak Duel between Dark Nether Death God and the Destruction Demon God before him, whose aura towered to the heavens, was still continuing.
As the battle kept advancing and time flowed on, the pressure on Dark Nether Death God grew heavier and heavier.
"Fists fear the young and strong!" This famous saying of utmost truth, passed down through countless time-spaces, was perfectly displayed on this battlefield at this moment.
Dark Nether Death God lifted his eyes and looked over. Opposite him, Destruction Demon God Locke stood tall and straight, carrying a sharp, unruly arrogance, his whole body brimming with unmatched youthful vigor. Every attack he swung was filled with explosive combat power, as if he had endless strength, without the slightest sign of fatigue.
A thought could not help but flash through Dark Nether Death God's mind: Perhaps he really was old?
However, expecting Dark Nether Death God to so easily give up the vested interests he had fought for over many years on the Light Universe Time-Space Battlefield was clearly not an easy matter either.
At least, while he was engaged in this life-and-death battle with Destruction Demon God Locke, although the overall situation had been retreating step by step, his figure constantly flickering backward, and quite a few wounds of varying depths had been added to his divine body...
He still relied on the combat experience he had accumulated over countless tens of thousands of years, as well as the Death Element and darkness-type rule methods he controlled, to add many fresh injuries to Destruction Demon God Locke's body. Those pitch-black death marks clung tightly to Locke's divine body, trying to erode his destruction energy.
Moreover, what Dark Nether Death God faced was a tyrannical level-13 existence like Destruction Demon God Locke, who controlled ultimate destruction-type rule