Lin Tian and Hongjun stood on opposite sides in Chaos.
The outcome of this battle needed no explanation.
Lin Tian withdrew the God-Slaying Spear, its tip stained with a Saint's blood.
The old Daoist Hongjun looked somewhat dazed.
With a wave of his hand, the wound on his right arm vanished.
Even now, he could not let go of the fact that Lin Tian had mastered Luo Hou's power.
When Luo Hou had been at the height of his might, Hongjun had been no match for him. Now that the God-Slaying Spear and the Twelfth-Rank World-Destroying Black Lotus had fallen into Lin Tian's hands, they had produced a monster who surpassed Luo Hou.
Just moments ago, a lapse in vigilance had actually left him lightly injured.
How could Hongjun possibly calm himself after that?
Of course, had Hongjun known that the figure before him was not Lin Tian himself but merely one of his true bodies, his conflicted feelings would likely have turned into fear and dread.
They were both Saints, yet Lin Tian had already left him far behind.
Lin Tian was quite pleased with the battle. After putting away his treasures, he said to Hongjun, "Your methods are impressive, Fellow Daoist Hongjun. Had your mind not been unsettled, I might not have gained the upper hand."
Hongjun smiled bitterly inwardly, but could only say, "You are too modest, Fellow Daoist."
"Still, you must give me an explanation for what happened today!"
Despite his inner bitterness, Hongjun could not retreat a single step. As the Heavenly Dao Spokesperson, how could he back down at a time like this?
Since he could not persuade Lin Tian through strength, he could only invoke the Heavenly Dao's rules.
However.
Such a method was equally useless against Lin Tian.
Lin Tian said, "You