Without Spirit Treasures, relying only on Great Dao Laws, with their cultivation at roughly the same level—one having taken Transformation Form from supreme yang energy, the other born bathed in Sunfire—there seemed to be no inherent restraint between them. This would be a severe test of their experience in spell combat and their talent for battle.
Within the Thunder Prison Cage, mystical lights from countless techniques flew about as Great Dao Chains danced wildly.
The collision of technique against technique sent waves of force rolling outward and burst forth in dazzling flashes, making it nearly impossible to see the two figures within.
At some point, two more figures appeared inside the cage. They were the first corpses they had severed. For this battle, neither of them would naturally abandon these "clones."
The four figures collided with one another before separating again. At times, they engaged in close-quarters combat; at others, they pulled apart and fought from a distance.
At times, lightning flashed; at times, a sea of flames filled the sky; at times, wind blades rained down and frost and snow shot like arrows; at times, towering trees formed forests and vines spread like oceans...
The four figures each displayed their divine abilities and used every skill at their disposal, yet neither side could do anything to the other.
Although Eastern King Duke looked like an immortal sage, hardly someone skilled in battle, the vines he casually swept forth were like tens of thousands of sword lights, sword intent cutting across the sky and breaking through all things.
After all, Eastern King Duke's accompanying Spirit Treasure was a sword. This old Daoist's attainments in the Sword Dao were far from shallow.
Taiyi, meanwhile, looked rugged and bold, always bare-chested and showing off his muscles, yet now it seemed that his