Lei Zhan's Cunning

"Little Lei Zhan, you're far too weak. It seems the title of strongest Sword Saint is nothing more than an empty name."

"Jun Shentong, you're the weakest Quasi-Emperor I've ever seen."

The battle had reached a fever pitch. The more Xiao Yun fought, the fiercer he became. Wielding the Immortal Sword, he swept across the eight desolations and six directions. With a long howl, he made the entire Thunder Void tremble.

Lei Zhan and Jun Shentong were both driven back, coughing up blood. Even with the Heaven-Seeking Mirror defending them, they were gradually unable to hold on.

After all, their earlier 'mutual slaughter' had already drained much of their strength.

Jun Shentong in particular had nearly been beaten to death by Lei Zhan. The backlash from his secret technique had also arrived, and his body was on the verge of collapse.

Lei Zhan's consumption was immense as well. Jun Shentong possessed the Heaven-Seeking Mirror and was no weakling. How could Lei Zhan have possibly killed him without bringing out his true strength?

In truth, as they fought Xiao Yun now, they possessed only thirty percent of their peak strength.

"Brother Jun, give me more control over the Heaven-Seeking Mirror. Only then can I wield it with all my strength."

Lei Zhan ignored the blood at the corner of his mouth and spoke anxiously to Jun Shentong.

Jun Shentong hesitated somewhat, but ultimately decided to give Lei Zhan greater control. Given the current situation, even if Lei Zhan meant him harm, they would still end up dead.

Moreover, at such close range, if he were forced to self-destruct, Lei Zhan would die too.

They were now grasshoppers tied to the same rope. If either one fell, the other would die as well.

Boom!

With more control, Lei Zhan truly went mad,