Guan Yue flicked his fingers, spinning the spear to deflect the force and disperse the black flames. Yet a searing pain still shot through his palm, and a scorch mark had been left on his Battle Armor glove.
After only a few exchanges, he had actually fallen into a disadvantage.
Below, Yue Zhengen hovered in midair, his mind reeling.
He had just exhausted himself and burned his Soul Power merely to force out a few of the enemy's killing moves. He had thought he had already touched the opponent's limit. Yet Flame Black Hand was still fighting Guan Yue, a Limit Douluo, with ease, his fists filled with casual probing.
So... when dealing with him, the other man had not even used half his strength.
Bitterness filled Yue Zhengen's mouth, and the hand gripping his holy sword trembled slightly.
He had spent his entire life on the battlefield and guarded the south for decades. He had considered himself among the continent's strongest Soul Masters. Only tonight did he realize that the cultivation, Martial Soul, and strength he had always been proud of were simply not worth mentioning before truly supreme experts.
Time spared no one; even heroes would eventually grow old.
The battle in the sky continued to escalate.
Guan Yue took a deep breath and stopped holding back.
Seventh Soul Skill: Sky-Leaping Divine Spear Martial Soul Avatar
A hundred-meter-tall silver spear phantom slowly emerged behind him. The light of his Four-Word Battle Armor flared brilliantly, and every blue-silver spear pattern lit up. The spatial ripples flowing along the spear abruptly intensified, warping even the surrounding air.
Empowered by his Martial Soul Avatar, his aura surged, and the force of his spear became several times sharper in an instant.
Eighth Soul Skill: Thousand Yue Shatter the Void
Countless phantoms of