Dao Lord Taichu felt the pressure mounting, but he did not retreat.
He gathered more golden energy onto his sword and swung it, creating a golden whirlwind that tore through the encirclement of Dark Energy.
Sword and darkness engaged in a fierce contest, like two irreconcilable forces fighting for victory.
In this brutal battle, Dao Lord Taichu gradually came to understand the terror of the Abyss Master.
He understood that the Abyss Master's Darkness Power was inexhaustible. Given enough time, he could continuously recover, while Dao Lord Taichu's own power was limited.
He had to find an opportunity to break through.
At that moment, an enormous surge of Dark Energy suddenly erupted from the Abyss Master's body, forming an irresistible shockwave that blasted Dao Lord Taichu away and sent him crashing into the valley.
The Abyss Master took the chance to steady himself. Though his body was injured, his Darkness Power remained formidable.
He stood atop the mountain peak, his cold gaze sweeping over Dao Lord Taichu.
"Do you have any other Trump Cards?" the Abyss Master sneered. He gradually regained his confidence, believing victory was within reach.
Dao Lord Taichu struggled to his feet. His body was somewhat exhausted, but his gaze had become even more resolute.
He knew he could not keep wearing himself down like this. He had to kill his enemy in a single blow.
"Abyss Master, do you think victory is already yours?" Dao Lord Taichu's voice dripped with mockery, and his words seemed to ignite the Abyss Master's fury.
He stared at Dao Lord Taichu as violent Dark Energy surged forth once more, transforming into a pitch-black dragon that coiled around him before roaring toward Dao Lord Taichu.
Dao Lord Taichu's body began to tremble slightly as he fell into deep contemplation.
The Abyss