Within the battlefield, wind and rain raged.
Ren-Gui mystic water surged skyward.
Amid the storm, Meng Chuan twisted and darted like a black dragon churning rivers and seas. Water billowed around him as he clashed with Lu Ang a thousand times in an instant.
It was not just water. All manner of Dao principles manifested fluidly through him, leaving the spectators struggling to take everything in.
Venerable Wei, who had come with Lu Ang, exclaimed in surprise, "So many Dao principles! How old is he? How has he explored so many paths? Does gaining insight take him no time at all?"
"Especially his Dao of armed combat. He seems to have a slight edge over Guardian Lu. He's displaying every last ounce of that terrifying halberd's killing power!"
The stern, black-robed Venerable who had remained silent stood with his hands behind his back and spoke, his eyes flickering.
His name was Chu Bianjiao. At the peak of the Fifth Great Limit, he was a young military prodigy and a personal disciple of [Beaconfire Great Sage · Tu Qianshan]!
Were Meng Chuan's identity not so intimidating, Chu Bianjiao would have wanted to test himself against him, even knowing he had slain a demon general.
Now, however, he felt a little relieved.
A peak Venerable was certainly powerful, but entering a battle this intense would leave him gravely injured, if not dead, within three exchanges!
Whoosh—
The rustle of a shaken kasaya sounded. At some point, a handsome, clean-shaven monk had appeared at the very front of the spectators.
"Amitabha Buddha... Most extraordinary of all, his Dao principles work together in perfect harmony, as though forming a world of their own. Not only does his power flow without the slightest obstruction, the principles actually complement and strengthen one another!"
The moment the