Long Zhanye's eyes flickered slightly. With a lift of Soul Power, he caught the black-and-white staff in midair, and it landed steadily in his palm.
The instant the staff touched his hand, his fingertips trembled slightly as a strange sensation raced up his arm to his shoulder.
Ever since leaving Slaughter City, Long Zhanye had realized that this Fire Poker, which had arrived alongside the ancient exotic beast Chaos, was far from ordinary.
The image of Chaos's bloated, round body coiled deep within that eerie and terrifying Hell Road all those years ago... briefly surged through his mind.
Under the scrutiny of his current Level 100 strength, this staff was shockingly a divine weapon—and one with the Chaos Attribute.
Profound patterns were engraved upon its black and white ends. As for what powers it possessed, even Long Zhanye could not fully see through them.
But at that moment, the nine-colored giant dragon charged toward Long Zhanye, while Long Zhanye's blood streak shot toward Di Tian.
Their attacks did not collide, for both were using their strongest strikes to kill the other rather than defend against the other's attack.
Di Tian was confident that he could withstand Long Zhanye's inconspicuous streak of blood with the power of the Dragon God's Core.
In his eyes, that tiny drop of blood was not even comparable to a speck of dust. His gaze was filled with disdain and contempt, as though he were mocking Long Zhanye for exhausting his tricks.
At that moment, Long Zhanye also intended to take Di Tian's attack head-on with the power of the ten divine weapons around him and his Level 100 cultivation.
His expression was steady. His six arms each held a divine weapon, while the ten divine weapons on his body shone with divine radiance, forming a