A golden dragon stretching ten thousand zhang roared toward the heavens as if it wanted to devour all creation, then swung a claw at Dao Lord Taichu.
A grave expression appeared on Dao Lord Taichu's face. He swept the long staff in his hand sideways, smashing it toward the dragon.
Crack!
The golden dragon was shattered and turned into a cloud of golden mist.
Dao Lord Taichu's expression changed slightly. He knew that strike had likely consumed seventy percent of his mana. He was simply no match for Zhao Tianxin.
Die!
Zhao Tianxin swung his sword and charged at Dao Lord Taichu again. Streams of sword qi crisscrossed the sky, shrouding the heavens and tearing apart the entire firmament. Terrifying sword intent raged, causing the surrounding mountain peaks to collapse.
Rumble!
The two clashed again. Every exchange produced a tremendous boom, sending mountain rocks tumbling down and dust billowing through the air.
After fighting for half a day, neither had determined the victor, though Dao Lord Taichu had been forced onto the defensive.
Damn it, this guy is too strong. He has been suppressing me the entire time. If this continues, I will definitely lose!
Dao Lord Taichu was extremely anxious. This battle was no longer within his control; Zhao Tianxin alone would decide its outcome.
"Next, try my strongest sword technique!"
Zhao Tianxin snorted coldly. A terrifying aura of slaughter erupted from his body, while densely packed runes surfaced across his sword like countless stars.
He raised the sword high, then brought it down fiercely upon Dao Lord Taichu.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
The void trembled as terrifying cracks spread outward like a spiderweb.
Dao Lord Taichu's pupils contracted sharply. He could feel the terrifying power contained within this strike. He had no doubt that if the sword hit him,