The Mother of Crimson clearly had no patience for any further verbal probing. Killing intent blazed in her dark-red eyes, and with a light sweep of her delicate hand, an enormous moon blade radiating an eerie red glow appeared out of thin air. The Crimson Moon Blade resembled a ghastly blood moon, thick dark-red energy flowing along its edge as though it had just drunk its fill of divine blood. Carrying a heart-chilling destruction aura, it tore through the void and cleaved straight down at Tang Wulin's head!
Facing a strike powerful enough to sever mountains and rivers, Tang Wulin showed not a trace of fear on his youthful face. He stamped down hard, making the void tremble, and advanced instead of retreating. The Golden Dragon Spear in his hand unleashed an impassioned dragon's roar. A golden dragon phantom coiled around its shaft as its searing orange-gold radiance surged.
Clang—!!!
Tang Wulin swept the Golden Dragon Spear across his body with flawless precision, its tip crashing hard against the Crimson Moon Blade. The piercing clash of metal rang through heaven and earth as savage shock waves swept outward from the two of them. His arms went numb, but the monstrous strength bestowed by his Golden Dragon King Bloodline erupted without restraint, holding firm against the Crimson Moon Blade's downward pressure. Dark-red destructive energy raced along the spear, trying to eat through his defenses, but the pure power of the Dragon Clan's origin blazing from the Golden Dragon Spear drove every trace of that corruption back like a scorching sun.
At the very instant they locked in a stalemate, a cool silver gleam streaked across the sky like a meteor chasing the moon.
Gu Yue appeared soundlessly on the flank of the battle, the Silver Dragon Spear in her hand already