"What use is any of this, Dao Lord Taichu? Saying such things at a time like this... are you trying to crush my fighting spirit?" Kuang Ren sneered.
Dao Lord Taichu smiled, but there was a hint of loneliness in it. He knew well that even the strong had a day when they would meet their end, but before then, he needed to find an opponent who could match him.
"You misunderstand, Kuang Ren.
The reason I stopped was because I wanted to face you with all my strength," Dao Lord Taichu said calmly.
As his words fell, an unparalleled aura began to radiate from around his body.
Even the void seemed to twist under that aura, as though the laws of the universe themselves were changing because of it.
Complex Runes flickered in his eyes. They spun, collided, and reformed without end before finally condensing into a strange halo that enveloped his body.
Kuang Ren felt an enormous pressure surge toward him, as if he were trapped in an abyss from which he could not escape.
But he would never concede so easily. He was Kuang Ren, after all—the War God who had once swept aside countless powerful opponents.
"If you want to use your full strength, then come at me! I'll show you what a true battle really is!" Kuang Ren shouted, energy erupting from his body like a volcano.
He raised the massive blade in his hand, and a dazzling sword light nearly sliced through the air as it cleaved directly toward Dao Lord Taichu.
Dao Lord Taichu smiled softly. A long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, ancient in form yet brimming with boundless power.
The sword seemed to contain ancient wisdom and strength. For a moment, the entire battlefield appeared immersed in its radiance.
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