The black-clothed man's voice drifted out from the black mist. "Haha... Dao Lord Taichu, this will be your burial ground."
After hearing the black-clothed man's words, Dao Lord Taichu's expression changed slightly. He felt that his vision had been obstructed.
The black-clothed man's attack arrived.
The black-clothed man's moves were tricky and vicious, every strike fraught with danger and impossible to guard against.
Dao Lord Taichu could only lock onto the black-clothed man with his Spiritual Sense to barely withstand his attacks. Otherwise, a single lapse in concentration would leave him wounded.
Bang!
Dao Lord Taichu's chest was pierced by the black-clothed man, and excruciating pain swept through his entire body.
Blood spilled from the corner of Dao Lord Taichu's mouth as his body was sent flying backward.
The black-clothed man looked coldly at Dao Lord Taichu as he flew away and sneered. "Dao Lord Taichu, you will definitely die today!"
The black-clothed man leaped up, turning into a mass of black qi as he pounced at Dao Lord Taichu.
This black qi was corpse qi. The black-clothed man cultivated corpse-path techniques, and upon reaching a sufficiently high realm, he could control countless departed souls. Moreover, these dead Living Beings were filled with towering resentment and possessed tremendous power.
Dao Lord Taichu wiped away the blood from his lips, then took out the Slaughter Divine Spear and poured all the true essence in his body into it. At once, the Slaughter Divine Spear turned incomparably crimson, as though flames were burning upon it.
Dao Lord Taichu stepped forward and charged toward the black-clothed man.
Rumble...
A metal staff appeared in the black-clothed man's hand. It was a top-grade spirit artifact, radiating terrifying pressure.
The black-clothed man swung the staff at Dao Lord Taichu, shattering space inch by inch.
Dao Lord