Reverse the Tide

After all that effort, Lu Li had only returned to his initial state.

Primal, on the other hand, had not only comprehended the "Trinity," but had also learned the "Black Hole Sword."

By comparison, the gap between them had only grown wider.

Primal still found her opponent's struggle amusing. Now, radiating absolute confidence, she swept her sword toward him.

The pitch-black blade was wrapped in a rainbow glow. It was formed from the sparse hydrogen and helium particles in space, which the Black Hole Sword had compressed until they began to annihilate.

The trail of the blade was a dark fissure: space itself, cleaved open.

The "Black Hole Sword" truly lived up to its name as a technique wielded by the future Lu Li. Its power was unmatched.

To block it, the black halo behind Lu Li abruptly expanded, unleashing a beam of dazzling light.

It was a black hole jet, condensed by artificial means to three times the strength of the jet emitted by the black hole at the Galactic Center.

A long-range attack was a sensible strategy, but Primal was the Black Hole Goddess.

With a wave of her hand, she opened a black hole portal and swallowed all the incoming energy, then turned it to her own use.

"One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones" consumed an enormous amount of energy, so Primal took the opportunity to replenish herself.

Lu Li's move was no different from drinking poison to quench his thirst. Its only use was to keep his opponent at a distance.

He remained expressionless, maintaining the black hole jet as he fully manifested his "mindscape."

The three-headed Demon Dragon roared proudly, its six pairs of eyes fixed coldly on Primal, as if preparing to attack in concert with the jet.

But "the future Primal" was