Dao Lord Taichu stood where he was, his eyes growing increasingly cold. Lu Qitian's strength had exceeded his expectations.
He knew he had encountered a worthy opponent!
Lu Qitian was certainly not much weaker than him. He might even have been half a step stronger.
"Kill!"
Suddenly, Lu Qitian let out a low roar.
A boundless aura erupted from his entire body.
Immediately afterward, an incomparably vast power flowed into his legs. Lu Qitian's feet actually turned purple-gold, as though forged from purple gold, radiating a terrifying aura.
His body trembled violently, then shot up from the ground.
He transformed into a flying sword and instantly slashed toward Dao Lord Taichu.
"Purple Gold Divine Dragon Sword!"
Lu Qitian's indifferent voice rang through the heavens.
This sword technique was a divine beast art, said to have been comprehended from the remains of a divine dragon.
The Purple Gold Divine Dragon was a true dragon. Its physical body was unimaginably tough; with a single claw strike, it could shatter stars.
The Purple Gold Divine Dragon Sword contained terrifying destructive energy.
"Hmph!"
Dao Lord Taichu snorted coldly, his eyes flashing with endless killing intent.
With a wave of his right hand, a roar sounded, and a dazzling radiance bloomed.
"Heavenly Thunder Slash Immortal Saber!"
He wielded a long saber and slashed out.
At once, a silver river of saber light formed out of thin air, carrying a horrifying force capable of destroying all things and suppressing the eight desolations as it slashed fiercely forward.
A terrifying blade aura swept across the sky, directly tearing apart the Purple Gold Divine Dragon Swords filling the air before sending Lu Qitian flying with blood spraying wildly from his mouth.
"How is that possible?"
Lu Qitian's eyes widened in disbelief.
He had already used his strongest attack,