"Hmph, it was nothing but luck!"
Dao Lord Taichu said with a gloomy expression.
"That's right, luck is part of one's strength. Unfortunately, before me, no matter how good your luck is, I can still kill you!" Hong Soul sneered, his icy gaze fixed on Dao Lord Taichu.
"Heh, anyone can talk big!"
Dao Lord Taichu snorted coldly. His figure flashed as he charged at Hong Soul.
The two began fighting fiercely once more.
For a moment, their battle became increasingly intense. Boundless energy burst forth with every clash, and the void cracked inch by inch as though it were about to collapse.
The battle continued for the time it took to burn an incense stick.
At last, Dao Lord Taichu and Hong Soul separated once again.
Hong Soul wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His face was somewhat pale; clearly, this fierce battle had inflicted considerable injuries upon him.
Hong Soul took a deep breath and looked at Dao Lord Taichu, a grave expression surfacing in his eyes.
"Little beast, die!"
Hong Soul roared, and an incomparably terrifying aura erupted from his body, crushing down toward Dao Lord Taichu.
At that moment, his strength suddenly surged considerably, and the killing aura around him became much denser.
Dao Lord Taichu's expression changed slightly. He could sense that Hong Soul had become far stronger, even faintly showing signs of breaking through to the peak of the Extreme Realm.
He drew a deep breath. Golden light shone around his body, and with a flash, he dodged to the side.
"Hmph, little beast, let's see where else you can hide!"
Hong Soul sneered. He stomped on the ground and shot forward again, much faster than before, arriving before Dao Lord Taichu in an instant.
His long spear struck toward Dao