Wushuang Battles Envy!

The Peerless War King sounded as though he were greeting an old acquaintance.

"You're still as noisy as ever."

Great Emperor Envy's handsome face twisted for an instant.

His eyes, burning with sickly green flames, fixed on the Peerless War King. Endless malice churned in his pupils.

Why? Why could this man still stand there and speak?

This man—the man he had personally knocked into the void all those years ago—was still alive. He still dared stand before him.

"Why? Why are you still standing?"

Envy's voice was so shrill that even the void above Enlightenment Cliff trembled.

He wasted no more words. His black robe billowed violently.

Countless streams of ink-black Source of the Weird surged from his body and gathered overhead into a colossal claw that blotted out the sky.

The claw spread its five fingers, every joint formed from Envy's purest Origin.

A sickly green gleam flashed at its fingertips as it raked down toward the Peerless War King's head.

This was a wrathful strike from someone in the Great Emperor Realm.

The air was crushed apart. Space shattered inch by inch beneath the claw, and Enlightenment Cliff's platform shook violently under the pressure.

Xuanyuan Tian Ji stepped forward. Her Human Emperor Bloodline manifested as a pale golden barrier, shielding you and the Divine Silkworm War King's remnant soul.

You did not try to show off. Gripping the Dawnbreaker Sword, you stood guard beside her as gray Void Power flowed slowly through your meridians, ready for any sudden change.

The Peerless War King did not retreat.

Instead, he stepped forward and drove out his right fist.

There was nothing fancy about that punch.

No spells, no divine abilities, no domains, no laws.

Just one punch.

Dark golden Fist Aura burst from his knuckles, forming a straight beam