After dozens of hourglasses had passed, the True Spirit battle had turned heaven and earth dark.
On the surface, Green had suppressed Ashura, yet judging from Ashura's excitement, it was almost as if Green had become Ashura's sparring partner, the two colliding again and again without the slightest weariness.
Bzz! Bzz! Bzz! Bzz! Bzz! Bzz...
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble...
Ripples of shock traveled through the air, the continent, and the flow of natural power, spreading from deep within the continent throughout the entire world, like an abnormal heartbeat from the continent's deepest layers.
Even if they were merely the aftershocks of the simplest attacks colliding, to low-level wizards, their power was akin to being struck head-on by high-level sorcery. That was precisely why low-level wizards found it difficult to interfere in the battles of high-level body-refining wizards, especially battles between such formidable Sovereigns as Green and Ashura.
Compared with Green, one of the Elemental Surge Body-Refining Wizards who fought through the rational calculations of the Face of Truth, Ashura's berserk, hot-blooded fighting relied more on the instinctive memories of his bodily cells and his predictive sense of danger. In terms of the intensity of their attacks, Green's strikes were more stable, while Ashura's varied wildly.
Lines of patterns and shifting data flashed through the three-colored light pupils of Green's Face of Truth: the changes in the demonic aura swirling around Ashura, the fluctuations in the Abyssal Blade's attack range, the energy bodies around him that could threaten him, the changes in Ashura's cellular vitality, the burning rate of the Omnipotent Soul, and so on...
Green's Face of Truth pierced through appearances and reached the truth. This was a Truth World beyond the imagination of outsiders!
It was also because of this that Green possessed a degree of control over his