Boom!
They moved!
In an instant, the two figures burned their power to the limit. At this moment, their terrifying strength was like invisible flames—everything it touched was immediately ignited and burned dry.
Fists and kicks had already lost all meaning.
What clashed between them were Great Daos, mighty powers, the origin of force itself, the slaughter of laws.
Every collision scattered countless sparks.
What splashed down were not sparks, but fragments of the Dao.
Li Su held life in his grasp and commanded the source. With every gesture, vast, unquestionable vitality surged and roiled forth.
Within that boundless power seemed to be endless living beings, erupting in resounding roars.
Radiance sprayed outward, each streak containing countless true dragons, phoenixes, Kunpengs, and Golden Crows.
That terrifying power could destroy everything and shred all things.
With a wave of his hand, the sky for ten thousand miles was completely engulfed. All matter within was being torn apart and destroyed.
The Near-Saint Evil Spirit likewise displayed his own great undertaking.
He continuously condensed terrifying Evil Spirit power, forming a destructive force. That destruction was no longer merely physical in nature; it targeted all things on every level—real or illusory. Once struck by that power, anything would be ruined, rotting from the root, leaving nothing within or without.
Their battle was savage, and swift.
In less than two seconds, they fought from the heavens to the earth, then from the earth back into the heavens.
The space spanning tens of thousands of miles, suppressed by two supreme treasures, was instantly swept through by the pair's power.
Within the field, there had been only one group of spectators.
Those dozen or so Evil Spirits.
Other than those at the Extreme Daluo level, all the rest had died.
Almost the instant the two began fighting,