Chapter 1,289: In My Eyes, You Are Nothing but an Ant
The scroll in his hand spun continuously, emanating an eerie power that seemed intent on devouring Dao Lord Taichu.
Whoosh!
A drop of blood flew from Dao Lord Taichu's glabella and hovered in the void.
Rustle!
The blood drifted through the void, releasing a terrifying pressure, as though the Heavenly Dao had descended and forced everyone to prostrate themselves on the ground.
Thud!
Dao Lord Taichu reached out, caught the blood in his hand, and crushed it with force.
Buzz!
At that moment, a pillar of golden light appeared in the heavens, illuminating heaven and earth as it enveloped his entire body.
He felt the injuries on his body recovering at an astonishing speed.
Not only that, his strength was increasing at an inconceivable rate.
"How is that possible?"
The Primordial Ancient Godly Man's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
He had never imagined that such a thing could happen.
He was certain that Dao Lord Taichu must have used some secret technique or an incomparably powerful supreme treasure to raise his strength in such a short time.
"No matter how you raised your strength, you must die here today."
The Primordial Ancient Godly Man's face twisted with madness. He kicked off the ground, his body shooting toward Dao Lord Taichu like a cannonball at incredible speed.
"Die!"
He clenched both fists and smashed them forward. Terrifying gusts swept in all directions, stirring up clouds of dust.
Rumble...
Dao Lord Taichu looked up at the sky, gripping an immortal sword as he formed an immortal art. His aura surged wildly.
Crack!
With a flick of his wrist, Dao Lord Taichu drew the immortal sword. A brilliant Golden Sword Qi roared forth, cleaving the space before him apart.
Everywhere