His strength was not to be underestimated. Hailed as the Lord of the Blade Path, his blade techniques had already reached their peak.
The battle between the two powerhouses shook the entire world.
Countless Cultivators and Living Beings sensed the terrifying energy fluctuations from afar and raised their heads to gaze at the battlefield.
On opposite sides of the battle, Dao Lord Taichu and the Phantom Blade Emperor each held to their own beliefs.
Dao Lord Taichu firmly believed in the universe's Primordial Source Power. He believed that only by constantly surpassing himself and mastering the mysteries of Primordial Source Power could he attain invincibility.
The Phantom Blade Emperor, on the other hand, revered the supreme realm of the blade path. He believed blade techniques were invincible, and that once his blade arts reached their peak, he could defeat any enemy, no matter how powerful.
At this moment, the beliefs of the two powerhouses converged and became sparks of battle.
The golden dragon and the pitch-black blade light collided, sending energy waves surging in all directions and tearing the void apart.
Sweat had already soaked Dao Lord Taichu's robes, and he felt the immense pressure coming from the Phantom Blade Emperor.
The Phantom Blade Emperor's blade techniques were incomparably exquisite. Every strike was like lightning—blindingly fast and immensely powerful.
Dao Lord Taichu had no choice but to give it his all and focus completely on dealing with his opponent's attacks.
"Dao Lord Taichu, your strength is still far from enough!" The Phantom Blade Emperor's voice came from behind his mask, full of mockery.
Dao Lord Taichu gritted his teeth. He knew he could not lose, nor could he betray his faith.
A firm resolve rose within him. He would break through his limits and defeat the Phantom Blade Emperor.
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