The Last King smiled when he heard Chen Fan's words. He raised the God-Saving Divine Blade before his brow and assumed a fighting stance.
Chen Fan activated his Godhead as well. This was the first time he had used it since its transformation. A powerful force field surged out from around him, his true self and reality overlapping, drawing infinitely close.
Yet that terrifying fluctuation lasted only an instant. Chen Fan soon became plain and unremarkable, but then pure white holy light appeared behind him. Three pairs of snow-white wings unfolded at his back, their feathers formed from immense energy. Every single one possessed dreadful power, not the least bit weaker than the Last King's energy fluctuations.
The Last King was slightly stunned upon seeing Chen Fan's form, but he soon realized that Chen Fan had unleashed his strongest power. He smiled faintly. Perhaps this time, his fate truly would come to an end.
The two exchanged a glance, then charged at each other without another word. Their powerful forces collided, and the final battle truly began.
The ground was torn apart by their fierce clashes, yet that was merely the aftermath. The skies churned with wind and clouds, their battle even altering the weather. The two figures collided and attacked at extreme speed, like two streaks of starlight crashing together before swiftly separating. Yet the shockwaves of each collision destroyed everything around them.
The battle continued for a long time. Chen Fan was an outsider, and one who had broken the rules. The world did not permit someone like him to exist, so it used the Last King's hand in an attempt to erase Chen Fan from this world. The Last King was a savior blessed by destiny, and all the power in this world naturally aided him. To