The two men's gazes met in midair, and the atmosphere was tense, brimming with fighting spirit.
The man in the silver-white robe bared his teeth in a vicious grin. Mercilessly increasing the intensity of his attacks, he continuously swung his Energy Sword, trying to break through the Taichu Shield's defenses.
Dao Lord Taichu felt the immense pressure coming from his opponent. He knew that if he continued defending passively, his defenses would sooner or later be breached, so he decided to take the initiative.
His figure flashed, turning into a streak of light as he instantly appeared beside the man in the silver-white robe.
A thunderous punch shot toward the other man's cheek.
The man in the silver-white robe widened his eyes. With no time to dodge, he could only take Dao Lord Taichu's attack head-on.
He raised the Energy Sword in his hand, trying to block Dao Lord Taichu's fist.
The collision between the fist and the Energy Sword unleashed another violent wave of energy. The surrounding mountains collapsed from the shock, sending dirt and stones flying.
The man in the silver-white robe was driven back several steps by Dao Lord Taichu's punch, blood spraying wildly from his mouth. Yet he still grinned, his eyes filled with madness and determination.
"Not bad, Dao Lord Taichu. You really do have some skill, but that still isn't enough to make me give up!" the man in the silver-white robe roared, his voice booming through the heavens like thunder.
Dao Lord Taichu's expression turned grave. He knew his opponent was no ordinary enemy; this man in the silver-white robe possessed an incredibly strong fighting spirit and unyielding perseverance.
If he did not end the battle quickly, his opponent would only grow stronger, and the chance of turning the tables would increase.
Thus,