Yet the golden light seemed to possess a life of its own, clinging tightly to him in relentless pursuit.
True Lord Sky Wolf's speed was astonishing. He tried to shake off the pursuing golden light, but it seemed to possess a mysterious pull, locking firmly onto him.
He constantly shifted his stance and unleashed even greater flames, trying to dissolve the golden light. Yet it followed him like a shadow, never leaving his side.
Dao Lord Taichu sneered. He knew this move was not to be underestimated; it was a killing technique he had painstakingly researched for years.
With a flick of his finger, the golden light erupted with even greater power, completely suppressing True Lord Sky Wolf's flames.
Finally, in a violent collision, the golden light pierced through True Lord Sky Wolf's defenses and struck him directly in the chest.
With a thunderous boom, True Lord Sky Wolf was sent flying, crashing into a distant cliffside and sending shards of rock spraying everywhere.
Dao Lord Taichu stood where he was, his breathing slightly labored. He knew that while this move was immensely powerful, it had also consumed a great deal of his strength.
However, he had no intention of stopping. He had to press his advantage and defeat True Lord Sky Wolf completely.
True Lord Sky Wolf struggled to climb up from the cliffside. Several new wounds marked his body, but his eyes still burned with the will to fight.
He knew he could no longer passively endure the blows. He had to counterattack.
True Lord Sky Wolf raised his head and looked at Dao Lord Taichu, determination gleaming in his eyes.
Though severely injured, his resolve had not wavered. Instead, it had only grown firmer.
"Dao Lord Taichu, do you think this strike can end everything?" True Lord