Strong Clash Between Equals
When Bai Shan saw the two Bi Fans appear again, a flicker of surprise crossed his face. He had never seen anyone duplicate himself so rapidly before.
His expression grew grave. If Bi Fan kept dragging things out like this, it would be much more troublesome once the formation appeared.
At that thought, Bai Shan raised a hand and rapidly condensed an extremely powerful surge of Chaos Qi in his palm. It seemed to transcend the limits of the Chaos Elder Peak stage.
The crowd gasped at the sight. "That kind of pressure—is he at the Chaos Lord level?"
"Has Bai Shan become a Chaos Lord?"
"Not quite, but judging by his aura, he's already got one foot through the door. Bi Fan's about to kick an iron plate, I'm afraid."
The people below buzzed with discussion, but their chatter couldn't distract Bi Fan, who was swiftly forming the seals for his formation. He wasn't particularly surprised by the astonishing aura his opponent had unleashed.
Yu Bo Yi had already said earlier that this man had probably stepped halfway into the Chaos Lord stage. What he was seeing now merely confirmed that guess.
When Bai Shan saw that Bi Fan paid no attention to the move he was charging up, a cold smile tugged at his lips.
In an instant, a terrifying aura erupted from Bai Shan's palm. His hand became a claw, and he lunged at Bi Fan like a flood dragon soaring through the air, ready to tear into him.
"Flood Dragon's Claw!"
Bi Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. A phantom figure darted forward and landed directly in front of his real body, its entire form radiating brilliant golden light.
The Nine Revolutions Demonic Body Art activated in an instant. Bi Fan's body had