Holy crap, why is Emperor Venerate so much like Master?

Yang Jian felt only a numbness in both arms as a terrifying, mountain-toppling, sea-overturning force surged wildly along the handle of the Shield-Axe.

The force was too violent, carrying the pure law of destruction, as though it would grind his very organs to pieces!

But he did not retreat!

Great Witch Quintessential Blood burned madly within him, and dazzling divine light erupted from his dark-gold skin.

"Suppress!"

Yang Jian roared, golden light blazing from the Heavenly Eye between his brows.

He forcibly withstood the backlash, his feet stamping two bottomless fissures into the void.

On the other side, Chi You was no better off.

His towering body swayed slightly, while the Iron Eater Beast beneath him let out a pained cry and was forced back several hundred zhang.

Chi You lowered his head and looked at the right hand gripping the Tiger Soul Saber. A fine bloody crack had split open across the web between his thumb and forefinger.

Pain!

Yet alongside the pain came boundless ecstasy!

"HAHAHAHA!"

Chi You abruptly sheathed the Tiger Soul Saber and threw back his head in a hearty, unrestrained laugh.

"Excellent! Truly excellent!"

"Kid, you're not bad!"

The contempt in Chi You's gaze toward Yang Jian was gone, replaced by the mutual appreciation shared between warriors.

"A late-stage Daluo Golden Immortal, yet you can take a strike from This Seat, an early-stage Quasi-Saint, head-on."

"Your body is even more monstrous than Xing Tian's was back then!"

Chi You patted the Iron Eater Beast's head, soothing the irritable mount.

Yang Jian gasped for breath, his blood and qi churning without end. He stared fixedly at Chi You, not letting down his guard because of the other's praise.

"You flatter me, Senior."

"If Senior had not shown mercy, this junior would likely already be seriously injured."