In the midst of this fierce battle, Meng Chuan had not remained unscathed. The Demon of the Dao's Opposition had wounded him too.
After all, his opponent was a Limitless One, not a Near-Limitless Being.
To call it a one-sided crushing would have been an exaggeration.
But anyone with eyes could see that the Demon of the Dao's Opposition was the one falling short.
For every one or two times the Demon gained the upper hand, Meng Chuan did so five times.
For a Limitless One who stood above all others, that was already unacceptable.
Nearly every Great Power in the Chaos Sea was present now, watching the battle.
This was no secret fight, no private loss of face.
The Demon was losing face in full view of everyone!
Limitless Ones had fought before, but at worst, one side had been wounded five times while the other had been wounded three or four.
And that only happened when one-plus-three fought one-plus-one. At the same level, the exchange would certainly have been even.
A disparity like this had never appeared, much less between one-plus-three and one-plus-two.
Ultimately, the number after the plus sign mattered, but it mattered nowhere near as much as the one before it.
Would two Chaos Ones facing a Limitless One be that different from three Chaos Ones facing one?
Of course not.
Demon blood sprayed into the Chaos Sea of Time, evaporating swathes of chaos where it fell.
Boom!
They collided again. This time, the Demon of the Dao's Opposition lost its entire demon body below the head, while Meng Chuan lost half his skull.
Of course, both injuries healed in an instant.
In truth, for Limitless Ones, they barely counted as injuries...
"Weren't you going to kill me?" The Demon of the Dao's Opposition charged again,