High in the sky, two figures collided violently like two ancient giants, every clash erupting with a deafening boom.
A massive phantom python emerged, opening its blood-filled maw and endlessly devouring the power of lightning from every direction.
Young Master Bai's gaze was cold and sinister. Demonic power surged around him like the master of a colossal python, each gesture capable of unleashing terrifying force enough to shatter a thousand troops.
Ao Jianshen refused to be outdone, driving the demonic power throughout his body to fight back.
Yet as time passed, he suddenly noticed something was wrong. Their cultivation realms were clearly nearly equal, but with every direct clash, the other man's strength not only failed to diminish—it was actually increasing.
Bang!
Another fierce collision sent Ao Jianshen reeling, his entire body drenched in blood, yet he did not charge in again.
"Have you finally noticed?"
Clan Leader Bai sneered. "Ao Jianshen, as clan leaders of our respective clans, our cultivation is nearly on par."
"But this clan leader possesses a powerful trump card that can continuously strengthen me. Meanwhile, as time passes, you will keep exhausting your own power. What do you have to fight me with?"
The moment his words fell, a strange set of crimson scales suddenly surfaced over his flesh.
Crimson matter wriggled across the scales, constantly secreting threads of astonishingly powerful energy.
This crimson matter could not only absorb Ao Jianshen's attacks, but also turn them into a source of power, continuously pouring it into Clan Leader Bai's body.
As one side waned and the other waxed, Clan Leader Bai grew stronger with every passing moment, while Ao Jianshen became weaker and weaker.
"What kind of technique is this?"
Ao Jianshen furrowed his brow. This crimson matter was exceedingly strange; even he, the well-traveled clan