The battle had completely entered its most fevered stage.
Of the original twenty-plus Immortal Kings, seven had already fallen. Only fourteen remained, fighting bloodily for their lives.
On the cramped ferry, Immortal Light soared into the heavens, and the Great Dao roared.
Though they deliberately tried to avoid damaging the ferry, the aftershock of every clash made the already precarious Samsara Ferry shudder violently.
The hull had shrunk by another zhang. It was now less than fourteen zhang wide, and the deck was covered in dense sword scars. In the deepest places, the ferry was nearly pierced clean through.
The Immortal King clad in ancient iron armor gripped his war blade, drenched in blood and crazed as a demon.
He had just cleaved a once-transformed Immortal King to death. Before he could kick the corpse off the ferry, a bone-piercing chill rose behind him.
At some unknown point, the blue-robed Immortal King had circled behind him. The azure sword in his hand carried an edge capable of severing all things as it stabbed straight for the center of his back!
"Courting death!" the iron-armored Immortal King roared, whirling around and raising his war blade crosswise.
Clang—!!!
The clash of metal was deafening, sparks spraying in every direction. Both men staggered back several steps, and cracks split through the deck beneath their feet.
"Old ghost, let me send you on your final journey!"
Azure light blazed around the blue-robed Immortal King. Countless azure sword shadows gathered behind him, forming a sea of swords that blotted out the sky and covered the earth.
"Just you?"
The iron-armored Immortal King sneered. The armor over his body instantly turned red-hot, like a blazing sun, as molten lava of extreme heat flowed across it.
Boom—!
The two charged into battle once more.
The collision of