Yuan Hua looked at Chu Sheng. In the end, he suppressed the regret in his heart, solemnly cupped his hands, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Fellow Daoist possesses Divine Talent. Yuan is wholeheartedly convinced."
"When I return, I will certainly report this to the ancestor. From this day forth, the Yuan Family will never again make an enemy of Fellow Daoist."
Hearing this, Chu Sheng's tone brimmed with ridicule.
"You want to leave just because you can't win? Since when is there such a fine bargain under heaven?"
Yuan Hua's expression changed abruptly, and the indignation in his heart surged forth once more as he shouted sharply.
"Chu Sheng, do not push your luck! I have already bowed my head and surrendered, promised that the Yuan Family will no longer be your enemy—what more do you want!?"
After hearing this, the golden-red radiance around Chu Sheng's ten-thousand-foot golden body suddenly shot into the heavens. His Dao essence condensed into tangible halos that whirled wildly around him.
His enormous hand tightened around the saber hilt, raising the blade to point diagonally at the sky.
His voice exploded like thunder, shaking the mountains in all directions until they rumbled and sending the spirit rivers flowing backward.
"What do I want!? Of course, I want to turn the whole situation around!"
The instant his words fell, Chu Sheng swung his saber.
Vast Dao essence flooded into the blade, and a saber light entwined in gold and crimson, wrapped around pitch-black sharpness, crashed down!
Where the saber light passed, the void split open with savage cracks, while space shattered and rolled apart layer upon layer!
That pressure made the sun and moon lose their color, made heaven and earth tremble.
Yuan Hua's pupils shrank to pinpoints. In utter terror, he forced every last