"Think I'm afraid of you? In this battle, you and I must decide life and death!"
Ling Xiao said expressionlessly. He had said something similar to the Great Thousand Dao Lord before.
As soon as those words fell, the Thousand Autumn Realm experts between heaven and earth were rendered somewhat speechless, cursing inwardly.
The Great Thousand Dao Lord had been done in by him exactly this way, and now he was at it again.
However, they were not alarmed. The Ancestor of War was no one the Great Thousand Dao Lord could compare to.
The gap between the two was far too great.
Especially with this immense battle aura empowering him, the Ancestor of War was practically invincible.
They firmly believed that beneath Realm Lords, no being could suppress the War Ancestor.
"Hehe... your courage is commendable." The Ancestor of War smiled. The mist coiling around him thinned considerably, revealing an ancient, ordinary, utterly unremarkable face.
It was a face that could not be remembered. Ordinary beings could not even think of it, much less retain it in their minds.
The former Ling Xiao had been unable to see clearly or remember the Ancestor of War's appearance, but now he could remember it distinctly.
This showed that the gap between them was no longer great.
"After this battle, the Ancestor of War will exist only in people's memories."
Ling Xiao said blandly.
At those words, a sharp gleam flashed through the Ancestor of War's eyes.
Suddenly, he struck. The will of war bore down on Ling Xiao as though heaven and earth had been overturned.
He wanted to grind his opponent into ashes through this tyrannical method.
Ling Xiao snorted coldly and unleashed the True Demon Great Hand Seal. It rumbled into motion, as though it would flatten the entire