"Brat, I have lived for a million years. Do you think this is all I'm capable of?"
His voice was like the judgment of a heavenly god, carrying endless majesty and oppression.
Su Tao raised a brow, a flicker of surprise passing through his eyes.
"Interesting."
He spoke softly, his tone as calm as ever.
Bai Xian stopped wasting words and struck again.
This time, it was no simple dragon claw, but a true divine ability.
He opened his massive jaws and spewed forth a stream of deep-blue dragon breath.
That dragon breath was no ordinary flame, but the Breath of Chaos... the primordial power left over from when heaven and earth had first opened, capable of devouring all things, annihilating all things, returning all things to Chaos.
Everything in its path returned to Chaos. Space turned to nothingness, laws turned to nothingness—even time itself came to a standstill before that dragon breath.
Su Tao's expression did not change. He raised a hand and sent out a palm strike.
The black palm imprint collided head-on with the deep-blue dragon breath.
BOOM!!!
A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering blast tore through heaven and earth.
The two forces locked together, corroding and devouring one another.
Black flames intertwined with the deep-blue Breath of Chaos, erupting into an energy storm capable of destroying heaven and earth.
After several breaths of deadlock...
Su Tao's palm imprint began to gain the upper hand.
Like a living creature, the black flame frantically devoured the deep-blue dragon breath.
Though that breath contained the power of Chaos, it was still nothing worth mentioning before the power of a seventh-level Quasi-Saint.
The dragon breath was consumed completely by the black flames, while the palm imprint pressed onward toward Bai Xian.
Bai Xian's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly swung his claw to