Red Luan Starfield, at the far western border, the battle between Young Master Xiaobai and the Third Prince of the Devil Race gradually reached a white-hot pitch.
The Dragon Clan and the Devil Race, two royal clans standing at the very pinnacle of the world, clashed once more after hundreds of thousands of years.
Across the starry sky, swath after swath of void collapsed, unable to bear the might of their battle.
In an evenly matched fight, an aura of destruction spread relentlessly in all directions, intimidating every living being.
After a hundred exchanges, victory remained undecided. Young Master Xiaobai once again urged the dragon essence within him. The white dragon howled at the vault of heaven, and the universe lost its color.
Seeing this, Xuanlie focused his entire mind. His palms opened and closed, and demonic might swept through the Nine Heavens.
As the two moves collided, the stars filling the sky immediately shook violently. Xuanlie and Young Master Xiaobai each retreated several steps before forcibly steadying themselves.
"Dragon Clan remnant, your abilities have disappointed me."
Xuanlie snorted coldly and let out a heavy cry. Wind and clouds rose between his palms, while demonic tides stirred the dust of the world.
"The Heavenly Demon Royal Clan is no better."
With overwhelming might before him, Young Master Xiaobai likewise circulated the dragon essence throughout his body. The White Dragon Divine Spear spun swiftly as violent Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy surged toward it.
Just as the two attacks were about to clash, a peerlessly majestic sword light tore through the air from afar. Its formidable power shook the mortal world.
Even greater demonic might struck. Young Master Xiaobai's expression shifted slightly as he held his spear across his body and forcefully blocked the demonic sword's might.
With a resounding crash,