Death Match!

The visible sky had been almost entirely claimed by emerald flames.

Deep within the jade blaze, a black shadow hovered with wings spread.

As if gathering power, flames and airwaves a thousand zhang high swept in every direction, swallowing several high-rises. The colors were so vivid and brilliant that the crayon-like blaze made it impossible to keep one's eyes open.

"Blood Dip!"

Meng Chuan narrowed his eyes and clenched his teeth. Even as he was struck into the riverbed, he burned his blood and activated Blood Dip at once.

For the instant he sensed Mo Jue's power, one thing became incomparably clear in his heart.

If he did not go all out, he would die!

He flipped himself upright atop the surging waves, his body rising and falling. Aside from being drenched by the water, he appeared not to have suffered any harm.

But in truth...

Sanskrit chants echoed in his heart as the invisible barrier around his body shattered.

In a single exchange, the Guardian Arhat Dharma Body had been torn apart by the roc's strike!

Within the flames, in a place only Meng Chuan could see.

The roc's body was submerged in strange multicolored radiance. Light and shadow intertwined; while retaining the golden talons beneath its wings, it slowly "grew" a pair of incomparably thick hind legs.

Dark gold, with enormous hooked claws, thick as elephant legs.

Swish!

With a flap of its wings, the roc sent flames bursting outward, smashing the surrounding collapsed buildings completely to dust. Tens of millions of blazing streams converged into a vast net of heaven and earth, swiftly clawing toward Meng Chuan in the underground river.

A wall of towering waves rose at the horizon. Meng Chuan had no time to mind his surroundings, because the enemy locked within his golden eyes