The Western Heavenly Court Descends Upon Xiqi

The moment the words fell, Di Xing did not dawdle either, and immediately took out a talisman treasure.

After Di Xing crushed the talisman treasure, it directly transformed into a streak of crimson light. From within that crimson light, a crimson-armored divine general appeared, Red Copper Staff in hand.

In less than a breath, the two divine generals the two of them had summoned were locked in fierce battle.

Just like that, Di Xing and Ji Fa continued their contest of spells.

The two fought from sunrise to noon, and from noon to sunset, yet still neither could gain the upper hand.

By the end, Di Xin's face had already gone pale, the magical power within his body greatly depleted.

Looking at Ji Fa, he too was panting, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

After this long bout of spell-fighting, both of them had already exhausted every ounce of strength.

In one clash of spells, Di Xing and Ji Fa were each knocked back.

After steadying himself, Di Xing's gaze sharpened as he looked straight toward Ji Fa.

"Ji Fa, you do have some ability."

Di Xin said, gasping for breath.

Ji Fa's face darkened. He looked coldly back at Di Xing and said in a low voice:

"Di Xing, you are not bad either."

"Let today's battle end here."

"If we keep fighting, there will be no result!"

Di Xin did not refuse Ji Fa's words. After a moment of silence, he slowly nodded.

Afterward, he put away the Flame Flag, and the Imperial Sword returned to its sheath.

Seeing this, Ji Fa also put away his own magical treasure, the Heaven Origin Umbrella.

"Ji Fa, today this solitary king can do nothing to you, but that does not mean I will be unable to in the future!"