The Giant Mouth Overlord laughed heartily. "Stop joking. A mere Grand Ancestor God like you wants to cross two major stages and challenge a Great Spirit God like me?"
Grand Pure One Laozi smiled faintly. "Indeed I do. Please enlighten me, Overlord."
"I have accomplished little throughout my life, cultivating as my heart pleased. Today, I insist on being headstrong for once and challenging someone mighty."
Grand Pure One Laozi stepped forward casually, his movements carrying a peculiar grace.
The Giant Mouth Overlord snorted. "Blows have no eyes. If you get hurt, don't blame me."
Grand Pure One Laozi remained composed. "Please. Life and death rest with fate. I will neither curse heaven nor blame others."
Soon, the two reached the space beyond the starry sky. They were too powerful, and the fallout of their battle would be far too destructive. To avoid affecting the Primordial World, they could only fight here.
Grand Pure One Laozi looked at the Giant Mouth Overlord. "My cultivation is lower, so I won't stand on ceremony."
"A three-foot sword of clear wind, a graceful stalk of lucky bamboo. A lifetime ruling through nonaction, and peace throughout all beneath heaven."
With a casual wave of his hand, he conjured a realm of perfect peace.
The Giant Mouth Overlord was enveloped within it. An endless stream of world power unfolded, as though he were witnessing the birth of a world.
The Giant Mouth Overlord frowned. The people of this Primordial World had rather uncanny ways of fighting.
They could actually create a false world outside their own world.
Even setting everything else aside, an ordinary person would struggle to sustain such an immense expenditure of world power.
The Giant Mouth Overlord snorted. "Hmph! Devour heaven and earth, defy all laws and heaven itself!"
He opened his