Boom!
The earth surged like raging waves. Mud, sand, and stone seemed to be seized by an invisible hand, lifted into the air, and hurled dozens of yards skyward.
The hard bedrock rolled like waves, forming ripple after ripple of folds as enormous bulges rose and burst.
Deep underground, it truly seemed as though two primordial beasts were locked in a fight to the death. The earth rumbled like thunder without cease.
Several miles away, the spectators were already dumbstruck, their faces deathly pale. Even at this distance, they felt little safety, as though they were standing on the mouth of a volcano. Every tremor beneath their feet chilled their hearts.
Tang Nu gripped the Overlord Spear tightly, cold sweat unwittingly seeping into his palm.
For any cultivator who knew of the Human Dao, that step beyond mortal limits was a goal they dreamed of attaining.
Thus, despite knowing the dangers lurking on Red Dragon Ridge, so many martial artists and major powers had still flocked here.
As a master of first-rank blood exchange who already stood near the pinnacle of mortal strength, Tang Nu was especially eager to witness a Refiner's power for himself. Did they truly possess the might of immortals and gods, as the legends claimed?
How vast was the gap between him and a Refiner?
Tang Nu hesitated, then shifted his foot half a step forward, already considering approaching to watch the battle.
But just then, the booming that seemed to use the earth as a war drum abruptly stopped. Heaven and earth passed from violent motion into silence.
"What happened?"
"It stopped. Has the winner been decided? It's only been two or three breaths-"
Tang Nu's brow was tightly furrowed too. Suddenly, his expression changed drastically. "Look out!"
His hand shot out and seized the