Great Pei Mountain.
The smoke and dust dispersed. The two stood atop the mountain, each wielding his divine abilities to hold back the Dharma Body above.
Black flames fell like lotuses from the clouds, scattering in wild profusion before exploding with a thunderous roar. The Asura Dharma Body towered between sea and sky, ten thousand zhang tall, its thousand arms spreading like wings to envelop the entire spirit mountain.
The Great Void grew heavy and stagnant. Invisible fire filled it and spread toward them, turning the entire sky black and white like an ink painting, burned by flames that Spirit Sense could scarcely detect and shattered inch by inch.
"Be careful, Your Majesty. This is [void-realm fire]. It can seal the Great Void and burn away the formless. It is a Purple Mansion ultimate fire, with extraordinary power."
Dragging his wounded body along, Wu Yan blocked a strike for Xu Xuan. After several such exchanges, he had plainly assumed the posture of a subject. But now that the black flames had struck him, he could no longer suppress the dark baleful intent within his Dharma Body, and his aura weakened considerably.
Xu Xuan remained silent, his thoughts occupied with what the hidden figure intended. This Asura did not seem to have come for Wu Yan. Rather, he seemed to be seeking Xu Xuan.
Whatever the case, a wielder of great divine abilities is here, hiding in the shadows. What is he plotting?
He had witnessed Demon King Shangguang's might: charging into the Netherworld, casually slaughtering its ghostly messengers and officials. With one sweep of his halberd, how could an ordinary Purple Mansion Initial Stage cultivator possibly withstand him?
The other party had yet to act in earnest, merely using a divine ability to establish a connection. Clearly, he had his