"Pfft..."
The Celestial Pivot Daoist felt as though every bone in his body was about to fall apart. Agony wracked him, but worse still, that terrifying World Power kept eating away at his Divine Body.
He could not help coughing up a mouthful of blood, and his face turned several shades paler.
"Again!"
Before the Celestial Pivot Daoist could recover, Qin Hao's razor-sharp sword strike was already coming at him again.
"Qin Hao, you dare!"
Terror seized the Celestial Pivot Daoist. He immediately drove his Great Dao Power to flee into the distance, concealing himself within space once more.
"How could this be..."
"How is he doing it? Why can he find my position before I move?"
The Celestial Pivot Daoist could not make sense of it. Qin Hao had found no trace of him before, yet now he located him with ease.
And finding him was only part of it...
The World Power in Qin Hao's sword strike was terrifying. Caught off guard just now, the Celestial Pivot Daoist had been wounded outright.
"Celestial Pivot Daoist, it's a little late to run now."
Whoosh. The Primordial Feathered Wings on Qin Hao's back flashed, and he became a blur, appearing behind the Celestial Pivot Daoist with astonishing speed.
At the same time, the Lingxiao Divine Sword thrust straight at him.
"Stop!"
Shocked and furious, the Celestial Pivot Daoist knew Qin Hao had clearly found him. He abandoned his concealment and shot out of hidden space. At the same time...
"Seven Slaughters!"
The Celestial Pivot Daoist unleashed a Third-Order Sovereign Secret Art to counter the attack.
"A head-on clash?"
Qin Hao narrowed his eyes. Earlier, outside the Mysterious Feather Spirit Spring, its influence had prevented him from drawing out the full power of the Primordial Feathered Wings.
In a head-on clash