Bang, bang, bang.
The starfire-forged spear and the Soul Origin sword shadows collided at astonishing speed, canceling each other out. By this point, both sides had each unleashed dozens of divine abilities, exhausting every possible variation. In the end, the Starfire Palace Master barely managed to hold on. Black Dragon had also lost his final shred of patience. Under his opponent's desperate counterattack, he launched a fatal blow.
The spear's momentum stirred like starfire. There was no way to form a domain of laws; it had long since been shattered by the impact of the dragon race's battle formation. In the end, even the Starfire Palace Master no longer knew how many times he had swung his Star Crystal Spear. He only knew that he was somewhat exhausted.
The surroundings roiled. The starfire that had nearly burned the entire stretch of sea red had dimmed, while countless sword shadows on the opposite side had also dispersed. Yet one final sword shadow still remained, plunging into the Starfire Palace Master's brow.
Black Dragon exhaled a mouthful of stale air. "Defeating this fellow was easy enough, but killing him truly cost me every ounce of strength I had!"
As his voice faded, intense unwillingness filled the Starfire Palace Master's eyes as he slowly fell backward.
On the other side of the Dragon Tomb, the battle between the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Venerable and Lu Xiaotian had also reached its final moment. Their fists moved like lightning. Beneath the deep sea, the seawater had been forced outward for thousands of miles by their tremendous power, forming a vacuum region stretching thousands of miles in every direction.
With the force of their fists sealing the space shut, not even a drop of water could seep inside.
Perhaps after reaching the utmost limit of speed, slowness was