The golden-red Root Severer collided with the black bone sword.
There was no earth-shattering boom as expected.
The blades of the two swords bit into each other, golden-red Dragon Thunder True Essence and dark-red death aura gnawing at one another where the blades met.
Lu Chen's tiger's mouth split open—not from the impact of force, but from the tremors produced by the clash of two powers on the blades, traveling from sword to hilt, then from hilt into his hand.
Golden blood seeped from the split in his tiger's mouth and ran down the hilt.
It was stronger than him.
The bone sword pressed down on Root Severer, inch by inch forcing it toward him.
The point where the blades met drew closer and closer to his face, close enough for him to see the dark-red runes writhing across the bone sword.
The runes crawled over the sword's surface like earthworms burrowing through soil. With every wriggle, they drew a wisp of death aura from deep within the blade and poured it into its edge.
The power granted by the Dragon Thunder True Form had already risen to half-step Reincarnation, yet he was still being suppressed.
Its realm was there for all to see—Reincarnation Realm. Even with only thirty percent of its strength remaining, even as the seal continued to drain away, its foundation was still that of the Reincarnation Realm.
What lay between the Longevity Realm and the Reincarnation Realm was not a difference in the amount of True Essence, but a difference in the very nature of power.
Lu Chen took half a step back with his right foot. His sole crushed a transparent crystal, shards piercing through the bottom of his boot.
Borrowing the momentum of that half-step back, he angled Root Severer and let the bone