However, Dao Lord Taichu had no intention of engaging him in close combat. His movement technique was unfathomably strange as he continuously evaded the other man's attacks while unleashing terrifying killing arts.
"Humph, do you think you can keep dodging?"
The black robed man snorted. A gigantic demonic shadow condensed behind him, and a pitch-black demonic spear appeared in his hand. Upon the spear floated a savage head—the head of an evil ghost.
The black robed man swung his demonic spear and viciously thrust it at Dao Lord Taichu, its demonic might vast and surging.
Dao Lord Taichu flashed aside, evading the spear. Then he extended a finger and pointed at the evil ghost's head.
Boom...
The evil ghost's head exploded, yet it left behind a dense mass of resentment. The resentment condensed in the void into a terrifying figure.
That figure kicked out, carrying boundless resentment, and fiercely struck Dao Lord Taichu in the chest. With a bang, Dao Lord Taichu was sent flying.
"Hahahaha, let's see how you fight me now."
The black-robed man laughed wildly.
He charged forward again. Dao Lord Taichu formed a seal with his hand, and the whisk in his hand swept out, forcing him back.
"Stop struggling. I have already sealed off the surroundings. No matter what heaven-reaching abilities you possess, you will never escape." The black robed man sneered. "Did you really think I could do nothing to you? Then you have underestimated me far too much."
The black robed man sneered as he formed a Magic Seal. Immediately, boundless demonic might erupted from within him. Holding his demonic spear, he swept across the eight desolations and six directions.
That thrust seemed like a Chaos universe pressing down. Beneath such an unparalleled demonic blade, Dao Lord Taichu felt incomparably insignificant.
**Clang, clang,