High above, the clouds were pushed aside by an invisible aura, revealing a clear expanse of sky.
Xia Ming and Di Tian faced each other from afar.
"Senior Di Tian," Xia Ming spoke first, his voice clearly piercing through the barrier of space.
"For this spar, I will use only this newly completed Dark-Gold Terrorclaw."
He raised his right hand. Though his five fingers were not fully extended, the phantoms of five dark-gold claws had already faintly emerged.
Fine ripples spread through the surrounding space, as if it could not withstand the sharpness naturally radiating from them.
At Xia Ming's words, Di Tian's expression turned solemn as never before.
He slowly nodded and said in a deep voice, "All right."
Ever since learning of Xia Ming's achievements outside Star Luo City, Di Tian had clearly realized something.
Before a Xia Ming fighting at full strength, even he—the Beast God who had once dominated the continent for hundreds of thousands of years—would likely be unable to hold out for long.
And now, Xia Ming had gained another Beast Lord Soul Ring. His foundation had grown deeper, and his strength could only have become greater.
But what if they were merely competing with the Dark-Gold Terrorclaw?
Battle intent rose like flames in Di Tian's dragon eyes.
He knew that he was not without something to rely on.
The Dragon God Claw he had inherited from Lord Dragon God was likewise one of the most supreme offensive techniques in the world.
Its status and power were in no way inferior to any artifact!
If he fought only with the Dark-Gold Terrorclaw, while I gave my all with the Dragon God Claw... I might not be without a chance to contend with him!
With that thought, Di Tian no longer hesitated.
He took a