Self-Destruction? Not a Chance

"Clang! Clang! Clang!!!"

A rapid series of dense metallic clashes rang out without end.

The Clear Sky Hammer and Asura Demon Sword in Tang Chen's hands, like streaks of black and blood-red lightning, continuously collided with Qian Daoliu's golden sword radiance.

Every collision unleashed an earth-shaking boom.

Rubble on the ground jolted and bounced without pause, while even the surrounding air seemed to tremble violently.

But Qian Daoliu's sword radiance was simply too abundant, like an endless tide.

In only a few moments, Tang Chen's arms had been numbed by the impacts.

Both the Clear Sky Hammer and Asura Demon Sword were knocked aside by the sword radiance, exposing an opening at his chest!

"Rip!!!"

"Pfft!!!"

Several streaks of golden sword radiance instantly pierced through Tang Chen's defenses and slashed directly into his body.

Blood gushed from several bone-deep wounds, staining Tang Chen's clothes and the ground beneath him red.

Tang Chen was sent flying once again by the force contained within the sword radiance, tracing a blood-streaked arc through the air.

"The sword is a profound path that contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth."

"And you, from beginning to end, have failed to grasp even the slightest mystery within it."

Qian Daoliu looked expressionlessly at Tang Chen, who had been sent flying again. He took one step forward and instantly appeared before him.

"The Asura Demon Sword in your hand may be a divine weapon, but you do not understand how to wield it at all. You only swing it around recklessly like a brute!"

"The power this divine weapon displays in your hands is even inferior to that of your Clear Sky Hammer!"

Watching Tang Chen try to rise, Qian Daoliu's voice carried undisguised mockery.

"Pfft!"

Tang Chen struggled up from the ground. Just as he