"Come on!"
Liu Madman roared as he charged toward the enormous blood-red apparition, slashing his twin swords in a cross.
Two beams of golden sword light crossed, forming a golden heavenly sword that cleaved toward the apparition's chest.
Shen Que stood within the apparition, forming hand seals. The blood-red apparition formed the same seals.
An enormous blood-red palm extended from the apparition and descended with the crushing weight of a blood-red mountain.
The golden cross of sword light struck the blood-red palm. The two powers collided with a thunderous crash, and the entire Arena jolted.
Golden and blood-red radiance intertwined, forming a sphere of destructive light hundreds of zhang across.
Thunder rumbled within the sphere. Space shattered continuously, only to be repaired again and again by the Arena's laws, while the flow of time inside fell into utter disarray.
The golden and blood-red radiance within the sphere continued to grind against each other, devouring and annihilating one another.
Every collision burst into a dense ring of light that showered in all directions.
Liu Madman was driven back a hundred zhang, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground as he spat out a great mouthful of dark-red blood.
Most of his tattered cloth robe had been blasted apart, exposing his skeletal frame beneath. Every rib was clearly visible, each covered in countless cracks.
He panted heavily, his chest heaving, yet his gray-brown eyes remained frighteningly bright, their two golden pupils brimming with mad laughter.
"What a thrill! What a thrill!"
Laughing hoarsely, he thrust his two Bone Swords into the ground and plunged both hands into his chest again. His ten fingers sank between his ribs, forcibly snapping two of them off and pulling them out.
Dark-red blood poured like a waterfall from the wounds in his chest, pooling