Old Beggar let out a miserable howl and was sent flying backward. He smashed through a stone stele and landed behind it.
"Ha ha..."
Yet Old Beggar still laughed madly, his laughter shrill as he slowly rose to his feet.
"Hmm?"
Dao Lord Taichu narrowed his eyes and looked at Old Beggar. "You're still not dead?"
"Hmph! You can't kill me. Once I recover from my injuries, you're dead for sure," the old beggar said coldly.
"Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!" Dao Lord Taichu snorted. His figure flashed, and he arrived before Old Beggar. He extended his right hand, pressing his index and middle fingers together like a blade as he thrust them toward Old Beggar's head, intending to pierce straight through his skull.
"Get lost!"
Old Beggar roared and shoved his palm toward Dao Lord Taichu. The muscles throughout his arm bulged as though it had turned into an iron limb, and he struck out with his palm.
Bang...
Dao Lord Taichu's fingers collided with Old Beggar's palm.
"Ah..."
Old Beggar cried out miserably as his entire arm instantly went limp. Dao Lord Taichu's attack was simply too terrifying.
Old Beggar was sent flying. His left arm hung limply at his side, but he gritted his teeth and circulated his true essence to heal it.
"Die!" Dao Lord Taichu strode forward, reaching out with a hand shaped like an eagle's claw as he fiercely grabbed at Old Beggar's throat.
"The one who'll die is you!" Suddenly, Old Beggar's body vanished.
Dao Lord Taichu's expression immediately hardened, and his divine sense rapidly spread outward.
Suddenly, he heard a voice by his ear. "You've lost!"
Dao Lord Taichu abruptly looked up and saw a figure standing before him, grinning at him.
Old Beggar had appeared behind him