Clang! Clang! Clang!
Qin Zhizhen kept vanishing and reappearing, striking out with one deadly blade after another.
Meanwhile, that figure in green robes drifted through the air.
In truth, he was being driven back again and again by Qin Zhizhen's strikes, but his movements were graceful, his comings and goings carefree.
He strode through the air as though strolling leisurely through a courtyard.
Qin Zhizhen certainly held the initiative, but he still couldn't inflict any greater damage!
And as his attacks grew more frequent, he increasingly felt that Jiang Wang's blocks were becoming more precise. Almost as soon as his long blade arrived, Green Edge was there to meet it.
Even in the peak state of Five Palaces Shining Together, striding through the void, he still couldn't gain any further advantage!
In Qin Zhizhen's eyes, Jiang Wang naturally lived up to his fame, peerless in strength.
To the spectators, the two were both Peerless Prodigies, and their clash was dazzling.
But only Jiang Wang himself could savor the hardship he was enduring.
Who in this world could face Qin Zhizhen at the same cultivation level without feeling the slightest pressure?
In their battle, the two shifted between offense and defense with incredible speed.
The advantage seesawed back and forth, changing in the blink of an eye.
But by now, sixteen breaths had passed since Ten Thousand Sounds Paying Homage began.
That meant...
The Sound-Hearing Immortal State was about to end.
This Daoist Art, a near-Immortal Art, combined his perception of the mysterious powerhouse's voice in Primordial Space with the Sound-Hearing Immortal Canon inherited from the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace. Its workings were far too complex.
Though it was inscribed in his Inner Palace, he couldn't use it again and again. Even if he set everything else aside and focused all