"Buzz~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Tian Zhouzi's Great Dao soared to the sky, sending ripples of shockwaves through the void one after another. The overwhelming aura of a Sage pressed down on Zhong Shan.
Tian Zhouzi had not merged with his Great Dao. Instead, he stood before it, coldly gazing at Zhong Shan across from him. At the same time, hesitation stirred in his heart—not fear, but doubt.
Information and intelligence on Zhong Shan had been continuously gathered by the Tian Family's disciples every day. Since they regarded Zhong Shan as an enemy, they naturally had to study his information thoroughly.
Zhong Shan never fought battles he was not confident of winning. Every battle he had fought had been handled with ease, fully displaying the true bearing of an emperor who commanded all beneath Heaven. Tian Zhouzi did not believe Zhong Shan would lose his senses. Since he had lured Tian Zhouzi away from the previous location, he must have something to rely on.
What could he be relying on? He was alone—how could he possibly defeat Tian Zhouzi? Even Ying and Tai Yi had not been confident of dealing with a Sage one-on-one back then!
"Zhong Shan, I'll give you a chance. Make your move!" Tian Zhouzi shouted in a deep voice.
He could not see through Zhong Shan or understand him. Even now, Zhong Shan remained calm and unruffled.
In the distance, Mo Zi's battle had also begun. The black sea stretched boundlessly, heavenly demons danced wildly, and bones floated upon the black sea. On the other side, Tathagata had also been held up.
Zhong Shan looked at Tian Zhouzi and shook his head. "When will your nine Ancestor Immortals arrive?"
"Huh?" Tian Zhouzi did not understand for a moment.
"Let's fight together once they arrive. It'll save me the trouble!" Zhong