Compared to Black Dragon's soul-origin flying sword, Lu Xiaotian's strike wasn't as powerful in terms of sheer damage. In fact, it was somewhat inferior. But the overwhelming pressure it carried was on an entirely different level, and it put a very different kind of strain on the Venerable Immortal Who Slays Dragons.
The soul-origin flying sword streaked across the Dragon Tomb. Empowered by the great array, its might climbed steadily until it finally surpassed even Black Dragon's sword by a notch.
The Venerable Immortal Who Slays Dragons' expression turned grave. He raised a hand and threw a punch, just as before. His enormous fist shadow and the sword shadow collided again and again before both vanished.
The blood-red beast shadows unleashed by the nine dragon beasts in unison seized the chance to shatter the Heaven-Gang palm shadows the Venerable Immortal Who Slays Dragons had sent out. The imposing momentum that had risen like the turning of celestial bodies abruptly came to a halt.
"If you have the guts, come out and fight me face-to-face!" the Venerable Immortal Who Slays Dragons roared. He hadn't been this enraged in many years. They had fought this long, and he still hadn't seen his opponent's true form. It seemed as though everything was under the other party's control, leaving the Venerable Immortal Who Slays Dragons with a peculiar sense of defeat.
"If you let me see the complete cultivation method of this Heaven-Gang Ten Thousand Arts Golden Body before you die, I wouldn't mind interrupting my current cultivation to fight you face-to-face."
Lu Xiaotian had also grown deeply interested in the cultivation method practiced by the Venerable Immortal Who Slays Dragons. He might not be able to cultivate it, and might not even need to, but he simply admired the other party's technique. To