He resolutely decided to use this spell.
He rapidly chanted an incantation, clasped his hands together, and sent a beam of light shooting from his palms straight at Ancestor Saint Yuan.
Ancestor Saint Yuan sensed an immense threat and immediately swung his divine sword at the light.
With a thunderous boom, the entire valley shook.
Dao Lord Taichu and Ancestor Saint Yuan were both blasted away, landing on the ground some distance apart.
Dao Lord Taichu felt that his true essence had been exhausted. He could no longer use any spells.
He lay on the ground, gasping with difficulty.
Ancestor Saint Yuan also looked extremely fatigued. He lowered his head to inspect his divine sword and discovered a crack in its blade.
Both of them knew that the battle had reached its most critical stage. Neither could afford to relax.
Dao Lord Taichu slowly climbed to his feet, his breathing growing heavier. He took a deep breath and tried to recover a little true essence before picking up the Dharma Artifact in his hand again.
He stared sharply at Ancestor Saint Yuan, swiftly forming talismans with both hands. The currents of air around him began to gather, forming a massive storm.
Ancestor Saint Yuan's gaze turned icy. His divine sword sliced through the air once more, its sword light flashing like lightning as it cleaved toward Dao Lord Taichu.
Sensing danger, Dao Lord Taichu hastily retreated and evaded the blow.
He raised his head and saw that Ancestor Saint Yuan had vanished from sight.
Dao Lord Taichu warily scanned his surroundings. Suddenly sensing a dangerous presence behind him, he instantly dodged aside while swinging the Dharma Artifact in his hand and slashing fiercely at Ancestor Saint Yuan.
Seeing the Dharma Artifact coming at him, Ancestor Saint Yuan condensed a sword