"Boom!"
The black hole shattered. Heaven and earth became a boundless haze, and nothing could be seen. All things were swallowed, then exploded.
He Wushuang's four Sword Embryos returned to their places, once again becoming golden, cross-shaped pupils. Yet blood dripped from the corners of his eyes, dazzlingly bright, like brilliant suns.
Lunar Essence Shi Yi was much the same, with vivid red blood visible at the corners of his eyes.
Both had suffered serious injuries in their clash of pupil powers.
He Wushuang remained expressionless, but inwardly, he found it hard to believe. His pupil technique came from the Undying Giant Kundi, reputed to be the Foreign Realm's strongest and most ancient Immortal King. It should have swept aside every obstacle. Instead, his clash with his opponent's pupil technique had left them both injured and bleeding. How could he accept such a result?
Lunar Essence Shi Yi sighed softly as well. Had his complete self come today, he would have suppressed this so-called leader of the Foreign Realm's younger generation long ago. Why would he have needed to fight this hard?
A clone, in the end, could hardly reach the pinnacle of the Great Dao. Its inherent disadvantage would only grow as its cultivation realm rose.
At the Void Dao stage, he could still fight Shi Hao, who cultivated body-as-a-seed, to a standstill. Once they reached Self-Severing, he might no longer be a match.
At present, he was indeed somewhat stronger than He Wushuang, but not strong enough to crush him. A bitter battle was needed to decide the victor.
"Crack!"
The firmament split apart. Lightning danced, and blood rained down in torrents. Every strand of He Wushuang's golden hair rose, each resembling an indestructible divine spear capable of easily piercing the void.
He roared, stirring up towering gray