Dao Lord Taichu sensed Master of Black Mountain's attacks becoming increasingly vicious, and his body involuntarily flew backward.
However, he quickly steadied himself and began gathering his strength.
A magical treasure glowing with golden light appeared in his hand. Ancient Runes were engraved upon it, brimming with mysterious power.
With a light wave of his hand, a powerful surge of energy burst from the magical treasure and wildly attacked Master of Black Mountain.
Master of Black Mountain felt that he had reached a life-or-death juncture and began constantly adjusting his attacks and defenses.
He leaped through the air, evading Dao Lord Taichu's attacks while using the tip of his sword to trace mysterious Runes, continuously releasing black energy.
In this fierce battle, Master of Black Mountain felt his strength was nearly exhausted.
Yet he persisted, refusing to abandon even the slightest hope.
He knew that as long as he held on, he would one day find an opening in Dao Lord Taichu's defenses.
Dao Lord Taichu's attacks were as unstoppable as a raging storm, streams of dazzling sword qi pouring down upon Master of Black Mountain like a meteor shower.
At that moment, Master of Black Mountain felt pressure unlike anything he had ever experienced.
His clothes had already been slashed to tatters by the sword qi, blood flowing from his wounds and staining the ground red.
However, Master of Black Mountain did not give up.
He clenched his teeth and swung the sword in his hand with all his strength.
Those mysterious Runes seemed to contain inexhaustible power. Streams of black energy erupted from the sword tip, intertwining with Dao Lord Taichu's sword qi and triggering earth-shaking collisions.
Dao Lord Taichu frowned slightly, a trace of confusion flashing through his eyes.
He had not expected Master of Black Mountain