Battle Moye

Lu Chong did not kill Bai Zhuo. He merely gravely wounded him and drove off that insignificant nobody.

Those little tricks were simply not worth mentioning before true strength.

If not for the fact that the other party was a Supreme's direct disciple, and that this was under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lu Chong would certainly have dealt a killing blow.

A small punishment, however, was harmless enough and could spare him plenty of trouble.

Right now, capturing that Chaos Source Beast was what mattered most.

But after Lu Chong intimidated those fence-sitters, a straight-backed figure blocked his path.

Lu Chong stared at Moye, who carried a sword case on his back, his expression growing slightly more solemn.

Moye was indeed an opponent worthy of respect. He had occupied the top spot of the Dao Profound Rankings for years, with no one able to shake his position for centuries.

By now, few people even knew just how strong Moye truly was.

Though Lu Chong was confident, he would not underestimate his opponent.

Moye said flatly, "I'm different from them. I only want to find a qualified opponent."

"This Chaos Source Beast will be the stake for our battle. Whoever wins gets it."

As he spoke, Moye turned to glance at the prodigy currently locked in combat with the source beast.

That Dao Profound Realm prodigy instantly understood Moye's meaning and immediately withdrew from the battlefield, not daring to touch the Chaos Source Beast again.

Yet the Chaos Source Beast was likewise destined to be unable to escape this layered encirclement. It merely paced in place and roared, deeply wary.

Lu Chong suddenly realized that Moye was indeed a pure warrior, seeking only a battle.

"As you wish." Lu Chong faced Moye directly and answered solemnly.

Moye said coldly,