Blood sprayed!
Within that blood, flecks of brilliant color appeared, then swiftly dried up and faded!
By the time the blood struck the ground, it had dried and decayed completely, as though it had endured the passage of ages.
More than that, a strange radiance spread from the void, gathering around the Lord of Self and seeping into him.
His expression changed. A terrifying wave of force erupted from his entire body!
Boom!
A wild aura swept outward like a storm!
In the blink of an eye, the spacious hall lay in ruins.
Cracks and crashes followed as the entire building collapsed!
But a fierce gust swept through the wreckage, scattering it aside to open a path. The Lord of Self walked out at his leisure.
Yet this Path-Seeker looked somewhat worse for wear.
His face was pale as paper, a trace of blood still clung to the corner of his mouth, and his aura was in disarray. Faint ripples even spread from him, distorting the scene around him!
"The old wound hasn't healed, and now I've gained a new one!"
Rifts that seemed both real and unreal appeared across his body.
"I meant to use Chen as a stepping stone, as kindling to burn, and advance! After all, in the Mortal World today, only he and I seek to establish a new Heavenly Dao! But after suffering backlash twice in a row, my Way of the Sole Self has been tainted by his Way of Rise and Fall! Now he and I are locked against each other. Only one of us can set foot on the true path! The other will become nourishment!"
As he thought this, the abnormalities across his body gradually subsided, and a cold smile appeared on his face.
"All the better. Stories with no way