Muzi Li's five-colored radiance stretched across the void, while the Dao Palace behind him kept closing in.
Now the tide had turned once more, and Hun Bugui was the one keeping Muzi Li from moving.
But just as Muzi Li could do nothing to him, he could do nothing to Muzi Li either.
"So that's all you've got?"
Hun Bugui spoke with scorn, trying to provoke him.
But Muzi Li was never the sort to anger easily. After exchanging a few moves, he fired back.
"When you attained the Dao, I was still a minor cultivator. By the time I attained the Dao, I was already your equal."
A perfect demonstration of the highest art of insulting someone without using a single curse.
It was true that neither of them could get the better of the other. But Hun Bugui had attained the Dao how long ago? Muzi Li had only done so recently. There was a gap of nearly a thousand years between them.
The latter catching up was nothing to be ashamed of.
The former being caught up to—that was what was embarrassing.
Sure enough, Hun Bugui failed to provoke Muzi Li and only ended up angering himself.
Nothing hurt more than the truth!
The next moment, Hun Bugui struck in a fury. The Dao Palace's bell rang out, its echoes drifting through the air as ghosts poured forth in droves.
Muzi Li's gaze sharpened, and his five-colored radiance became a rainbow sash that swept across the sky.
To a certain extent, Muzi Li's Dao seed was stronger than his opponent's. It lacked the other man's grand, sweeping force, but the Way of the Five Qi was fundamentally superior to this kind of way that dealt in the illusory and the real.
The problem was that the vast