"Clang!"
Lu Chen swung the Immortal-Slaying Sword, meeting Qian Lun and the other Great Saint head-on in a single exchange. He then flew back tens of thousands of li and stood in the empty sky, his sword held across his body.
"This is bad. The second one also has an Extreme Dao Emperor Armament, and he really is in the great saint realm. We're in enormous trouble." The Three-Legged Golden Crow's expression changed drastically. He felt that his master was in danger.
"Lu Chen!" Zixia's eyes nearly split with anguish. She knew this would be a catastrophe. Lu Chen might have the strength to fight two Great Saints, but he could not withstand two Great Saints wielding Ancient Emperor Weapons.
"How could this happen?" An uproar rose among the gathered experts. It seemed that two great Primordial Imperial Clans were plotting against the Human Race's Young Supreme, with far-reaching ambitions.
In the starry sky beyond the world, Lu Chen remained calm. Though his expression had grown somewhat grave, he showed no fear.
"Human junior, I know you still have the legendary Black Gourd, along with the Demon Emperor's broken immortal ruler. Why not bring them all out?" Qian Lun said coldly.
"You certainly know a lot. Do you think that means you have me in the palm of your hand?" Lu Chen faced the two formidable enemies alone. Despite the unimaginable pressure, he remained composed.
"Whoosh...!"
Qian Lun wasted no more words. He merged with the Myriad Dragon Bell, transforming into a streak of immortal radiance as he took the initiative to attack Lu Chen.
Now that his helper had arrived, he believed victory was firmly in his grasp and unleashed a ferocious assault.
"Clang..."
Lu Chen resisted with the blood-colored Immortal Sword. Killing intent surged, dao marks spread, and