He came, he came, bringing his same old fighting habits and battle style with him.
Meng Qi had nothing left to say.
Meng Chuan had attained Great Luo, but he had not become entirely Great Luo.
Meng Qi could already foresee it: now that Meng Chuan had opened the door, the fighting would slide in a different direction.
A direction the Demon Buddha did not know. A domain unfamiliar to him.
The Demon Buddha would be dragged into that unfamiliar domain, then defeated by an opponent with a wealth of experience.
Of course, no one had noticed anything amiss yet. After all, they did not know Meng Chuan.
Only Meng Qi had the foresight to see what was coming.
It was worth noting that the highest powers of the Shrouding the Heavens World and the Lifetime World fought in markedly different styles.
That did not mean either side was incapable of fighting the other's way, or that either had an obvious weakness.
They were simply more accustomed to the ways of their own worlds.
Take their bodies. Both had been baptized and elevated by the Supreme Great Dao. The body might not be a particular strength of the Lifetime World, but it could never be a weakness.
The same went for Dao arts and Divine Abilities, all built upon the Supreme Great Dao. One world's abilities might be a shade less exquisite than the other's, but they were no weakness either.
At this level, there were no flaws. Different priorities merely meant one world might be relatively more accomplished in a particular area.
Worlds differed, and so did habits. But no one would become useless, bereft of all fighting ability, merely because the manner of combat changed.
Thus, even if Meng Chuan dragged the Demon Buddha into an unfamiliar domain,