"Damn it!"
Seeing the divine axe he had painstakingly condensed so easily destroyed by Chu Xuan, Dao Lord Taichu was both furious and frustrated. This was his divine weapon, yet Chu Xuan had shattered it with a single strike. Anyone would have been unwilling to accept that.
"You think this can destroy my divine axe? What a fool's dream!" Dao Lord Taichu shouted grimly. "Go to hell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dao Lord Taichu swung the purple divine axe again and savagely chopped at Chu Xuan.
"Hmph!"
Chu Xuan curled his lips into a disdainful smile. As the one wielding the divine bell, how could he fear such an attack from Dao Lord Taichu? He immediately swung the Myriad Dao Divine Bell again to meet the purple divine axe.
The two terrifying attacks collided in midair, unleashing an even more horrifying shockwave that shattered the void. Fragments of the void shot wildly in all directions, carving a thousand-meter-long trench into the ground.
"Pfft!"
This time, not only Chu Xuan, but even the divine bell in his hand could not withstand the force of the blow. It exploded into pieces, turning into energy that scattered through the void. Chu Xuan was blasted away by the recoil, blood spraying continuously from his mouth and nose as he crashed into the ground in the distance.
"This brat really is formidable. It seems his physical body is even stronger than I imagined!" Seeing that Chu Xuan had not fallen, Dao Lord Taichu's expression shifted slightly. Then a sinister sneer appeared on his lips as he shouted, "Myriad Dragons Return to Origin!"
As his voice fell, streams of black phantoms shot out from between Dao Lord Taichu's brows, transforming into enormous divine dragons crowned with golden horns. Their bodies twisted and coiled as