Gonggong followed close behind, a trident appearing in his hand. Like Zhurong's weapon, it had been forged from divine iron. He swung it, carving a strange fissure through the void.
He sent a beam of blue light into the trident, and tremendous power instantly spilled outward. Its overwhelming might sent a shudder of lingering dread through onlookers as he charged at Di Jun alongside Zhurong.
"You overestimate yourselves."
Di Jun smiled disdainfully at the sight and began swinging the Witch-Slaying Sword, unleashing a streak of dark light. The power carried immense resentment, and with every swing, the wails of departed souls seemed to echo endlessly.
Di Jun swung his sharp sword, releasing its might high into the sky. The astonishing Sword Qi changed the colors of wind and cloud as it met their attacks.
Boom!
Bang!
Bang, bang!
Di Jun swung the Witch-Slaying Sword and knocked Zhurong's great saber away outright, unleashing a terrifying surge of power. Two dazzling lights struck the void, shattering space and shaking the earth.
Then Di Jun turned his gaze toward the trident about to strike him. He swung the Witch-Slaying Sword again, sending a streak of dark light to meet Gonggong's trident.
Di Jun far surpassed Zhurong and Gonggong in speed. For either of them to wound him would certainly not be easy.
Rumble!
The three battled in the void, changing the colors of heaven and earth and shattering space. Countless spatial fragments filled the air.
In an instant, they exchanged dozens more blows, yet neither side had gained victory.
Although Di Jun wielded the Witch-Slaying Sword, which could break through the Witch Clan's true bodies, he faced two mighty Quasi-Saints. Even with a deadly weapon that countered them, defeating either one was no easy feat.
Though Zhurong and Gonggong had not fallen, they