The Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul and the enormous fist Old Master Tai Tan had conjured collided in an instant.
The piercing metallic sound made everyone clap their hands over their ears.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was approaching them head-on, instinctively spread his Soul Power to shield the surroundings at the sight.
Otherwise, the powerful shock waves from the two of them would probably have caught quite a few people nearby!
"Brat, you can't hold on anymore, can you? Surrender if you can't. This punch carries my full strength. If you don't want to be seriously injured, I suggest you back off right now!"
His face contorted, Old Master Tai Tan looked at the pale-faced Ye Xingchen and shouted his warning.
Yet his own Soul Power kept increasing. Under its repeated, crushing pressure, even someone as strong as Ye Xingchen felt an immensely heavy strain.
Supporting the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul, he shook his head slightly and said calmly:
"We cultivators never begrudge a battle. What is a mere punch worth mentioning?"
With those words, Ye Xingchen gritted his teeth and pushed back again.
As he continued employing the Heaven Shading Method within his body, the Spiritual Power in his Dao Palace spread through his entire body like blood.
His Chaos Body, which had reached the peak of minor completion, worked as never before, drawing the endless power around him into his body.
For a moment, an enormous point of white light formed on him.
Old Master Tai Tan's expression shifted slightly at the sight. Just what sort of monster is this fellow?
He can actually hold on this long!
"It seems you're forcing my hand. Then I won't waste any more words on you. If you can take this punch, I'll concede!"
With a furious roar and