The Chaos Daoist Son crushed the green stone. He had never expected that not only would it prove useless, it would further strengthen every grand formation enveloping him. His situation had become even more unfavorable.
Crack!
The killing formation, Wind-Thunder Slaughter Tribulation, howled above the Chaos Daoist Son's head, then crashed down ferociously.
At the same time, Dao Wanqian moved, charging at the Chaos Daoist Son. "Buddy, I'm going to take your life while you're down!"
The Chaos Daoist Son narrowed his eyes. "Who takes whose life remains to be seen!"
The two collided. At the same time, the hundred killing formations instantly expanded the battlefield, lest the battle between two Young Heavens strike at the formations' foundations.
Karma Cang and the other two held three different positions, constantly driving the formations to bombard the Chaos Daoist Son.
Now was neither the time for one-on-one combat nor the time to observe martial honor. Only by dealing with the Chaos Daoist Son first could the Thirty-Three Heavens improve their chances of victory.
An Ning glanced at the battlefield. Rather than linger, she headed toward the other battlefields.
She could not help here, but she could make a difference elsewhere. After all, her strength still ranked among the finest on the entire battlefield.
The battle between Dao Wanqian and the Chaos Daoist Son was terrifying. Their cultivation levels were now nearly identical, and the gap in their strength was negligible. They were truly evenly matched.
Rumble!
The raging grand formations destroyed everything between heaven and earth. This hardly looked like a battle between two Three-Step experts; even a battle between Four-Step experts would amount to no more than this. It showed just how terrifying a clash between Young Heavens could be.
"At this rate, these killing formations will fall apart sooner or