"Ha!" Gaishi was exhilarated. Winning or losing might be important, but not that important. As long as he fought to his heart's content, that was enough.
"Tyrant Fist!"
The three simultaneously unleashed their ultimate techniques. Their will to dominate heaven and earth blanketed past and present, the River of Time and Space boiled, and the world beneath their feet instantly collapsed.
With a thunderous boom, Gaishi was sent flying backward. His arm went numb as he crashed into the River of Time and Space.
"Yoo-hoo!!" Gai Jie shouted excitedly and chased after him into the depths of the River of Time and Space.
"So many people are watching. Could you not be so excited? Watch your image, will you... Hey!" Gai Mao said, but before he could finish, Gai Jie had already run off without hearing a word.
"Sigh, looks like I'm the only normal one. Well, of course—the Redblood Lineage has always been the most normal. We're the brains of the Ancient Strength Clan." Gai Mao also gave chase, refusing to give Gaishi a chance to catch his breath.
The River of Time and Space roiled, heaven and earth thundered, chaos howled. The three fought without cease, their blood energy blotting out the sky as they completely immersed themselves in battle.
Others fought to kill, but they alone were wholly enjoying the fight. This was a shared trait among cultivators of the Ancient Strength Clan. Those who cultivated the Dao of Force had always loved battle.
"Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!"
"You still dare use that?!"
"I was wondering why this guy's aura felt so strange. Just as expected, after wandering outside for so many years, he's gotten dirty! Hurry and take him back to the clan to wash him clean! How can a cultivator of the Ancient Strength Clan