Beigong Zhen, Falls

In the endless starry sky, above the void, dense ripples constantly exploded across the cosmos. Fragments of stars were instantly ground into dust beneath the fluctuations of the two men.

Blazing flames, enough to burn all things.

Black energy, enough to devour all energy.

Flames surged within the starry sky, while black holes swept across the void.

Yang Chen stood lightly in the starry sky in flowing white robes. Behind him, the phantom of a demon god continuously hurled out fist shadows, each one enough to smash a ruined star to pieces.

When they fell upon the boundless sea of fire, they extinguished the surrounding flames outright.

Beigong Zhen's expression was grave. Controlling the Phoenix Dharma Form, he wrapped it in towering flames. The searing heat raised the temperature across several thousand li by an unknown extent.

Yet to Yang Chen, such heat was nothing worth mentioning.

Yang Chen looked calmly at Beigong Zhen. "If this is all you have, then you've truly disappointed me."

Beigong Zhen could not help but laugh.

"If this were all I had, I wouldn't have dared exchange blows with you, fellow Daoist!"

"Fellow Daoist, watch carefully!"

Beigong Zhen smiled. At once, the Phoenix Dharma Form behind him spread its wings and soared. An extreme heat erupted instantly, forming one flaming tornado after another. The power contained within them far surpassed that of the Phoenix Nine Heavens Array from before.

They were considerably stronger than the Phoenix Nine Heavens Array.

As expected of the North Palace Imperial Dynasty's greatest foundation. The moment Beigong Zhen made his move, his extraordinary nature was clear for all to see.

A trace of interest gradually emerged in Yang Chen's eyes.

In truth, Yang Chen had been unable to find an opponent for years. Yet now, Beigong Zhen had successfully