Dao Lord Taichu swiftly dodged while launching attacks of his own.
His fists, palms, knees, and heels—every part of his body became a weapon of attack. His body was like a sharp blade, cutting through Venerable Gu Xuan's defenses.
Venerable Gu Xuan stopped dodging and launched a fierce counterattack.
His longsword danced through the air, each strike carrying immense power that made Dao Lord Taichu feel an irresistible pressure.
Dao Lord Taichu was forced to increase the frequency of his attacks. His body grew more and more exhausted, but he did not give up. He knew that as long as he persisted, the final victory would belong to him.
Second by second, the two figures crossed paths in midair. Their breathing grew increasingly ragged, while the clashes of sword and fist echoed through Yunxiao.
Determination gleamed in their eyes. Neither wanted to surrender; both longed for victory.
At last, Dao Lord Taichu found an opening and slammed a fist into Venerable Gu Xuan's chest.
Venerable Gu Xuan was blasted away. His body flipped through the air several times before crashing heavily to the ground.
Dao Lord Taichu gave his opponent no chance to catch his breath. He immediately lunged at Venerable Gu Xuan, his fist carrying incomparable power as it smashed toward Venerable Gu Xuan's face.
But at that moment, Venerable Gu Xuan suddenly sprang up from the ground. His figure flashed, and he instantly appeared behind Dao Lord Taichu.
Dao Lord Taichu had not expected this. His attack was forcibly interrupted, and his body lost balance from exerting too much force just moments before.
A cruel gleam flashed through Venerable Gu Xuan's eyes. With a sweep of his hand, a massive ice spike shot toward Dao Lord Taichu's back.
Sensing danger, Dao Lord Taichu hurriedly twisted aside to evade