"Splash, splash!"
Each drop of water, light as a feather to the eye, weighed tens of thousands of pounds. Its weight alone was enough to crush an Earthly Sovereign alive. The Black River, raising towering waves, came crashing down with its viscous waters.
"A Sovereign divine ability? Watch me pierce through that Sovereign Celestial Body of yours today."
Yet Xiao Yan, who had been locked onto from afar, merely smiled. He raised a finger wreathed entirely in golden flame and lightly pointed it at the colossal Dharma Body that stood over a hundred thousand feet tall.
"Condensing Fire Finger!"
A low murmur, almost like a soft whisper, suddenly rang out across heaven and earth.
As if sensing something, Mo Tong immediately lifted his head and looked high into the sky. At that single glance, his heart gave a violent tremble.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
High above, a gigantic golden flaming finger thousands of feet in size took shape in the blink of an eye. The instant it formed, it carried an extremely terrifying fluctuation and descended rapidly toward the ground below.
Its target: Mo Tong himself!
That madman Xiao Yan had actually abandoned defense outright and locked his offensive spiritual art directly onto Mo Tong's true body. Xiao Yan was wagering on whose attack would arrive first. Whoever struck first would live; whoever struck second would die.
Mo Tong only managed to grit his teeth and hold on for half a second before he was instantly intimidated by Xiao Yan's ruthless method of trading life for life.
He was the proud son of the Budu Ancient Clan. His life was far more noble than that of Xiao Yan, a native from a lower plane. How could he throw his life away here? No, absolutely not!
"Damn it, damn it! Madman! Xiao