Facing Ye Tian's incomparably sharp sword radiance, Wu Daolei's expression changed, and his face grew solemn.
He formed a mystic seal and unleashed a terrifying immortal art. "Thunder Dragon Fang!"
A vast surge of spiritual energy capable of devouring everything directly broke through the sword light and rushed toward Ye Tian, who had just landed.
Ye Tian's sword light was too fast and too ruthless. Wu Daolei had no good way to deal with it and could only meet it head-on with immortal arts.
Of course, this was an acceptable outcome for him as well.
Wu Daolei's spiritual energy was naturally abundant, and he had not expended much of it.
After several clashes, he had even vaguely gained the upper hand.
No matter how swift or sharp the brat's sword light was, it posed no threat as long as it could not strike anyone.
Facing the incredibly swift Thunder Dragon Fang, Ye Tian did not dare be careless.
This time, he did not dare strike first and then shift away, because he would certainly be unable to evade Wu Daolei's attack that way.
Thunder Dragon Fang was simply too powerful and too fast.
It put him under immense pressure, leaving him unable to draw his sword calmly and without an opportunity to strike.
In a flash, Ye Tian's figure vanished once more.
"It's over, Dragon Roaring Heaven!" Having been driven to fury, Wu Daolei spared nothing as he unleashed his strongest killing move.
This was a supreme killing art of the Heavenly Venerate Realm.
Once unleashed, whoever was struck would certainly die.
Ripples spread through the void.
Under the terrifying immortal art, heaven and earth overturned, and even space split with crack after crack.
Standing with his back to the rising sun, Ye Tian sensed a deadly threat.
His aura