"So this is how strength can be used..." Li Tan muttered to himself.
As someone with the Ancestor Witch Bloodline who cultivated the Martial Dao, his comprehension of strength was extremely profound, just like those Primordial Ancestral Witches. They were all exceptionally battle-hungry.
By now, he was completely entranced, and the battle intent around him rose involuntarily. He really wanted to go with the two monkeys next door, who had inherited the origin of the God of War, to the square at the center of the Blood God Palace and have a proper spar.
Yet he was also worried that he might miss even the slightest detail of the battle between the two supreme experts, so he could only forcefully suppress his own battle intent.
"An ordinary Blood Great Dao could actually be expanded by the Dao Venerate to a level where it can stand alongside the general principle of the Three Thousand Great Daos, the Great Dao of Strength." Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun sighed repeatedly, their eyes shining with astonishment.
"The Dao Venerate truly lives up to his name. Even Great God Pangu can now only fight him to a draw."
"Father God and the Dao Venerate should count as the very essence of the 'Dao' by now..." Sanqing wore complicated expressions as they looked at one another in silence.
Their hearts held profound reverence and boundless yearning, along with a trace of lamentation at the long and arduous path of their own Dao.
Black Tortoise had even stopped sleeping. He stared at the two battling figures with glowing eyes, while a gigantic Turtle Shell faintly emerged behind him, striving to inscribe the various Dao Resonances that dispersed during Pangu and Styx's battle.
To these mighty beings, this spar had not actually lasted all that long. After merely