Lu Chen's bearing was razor-sharp, his gaze like two Immortal Swords, so dazzling that no one could meet his eyes. Great Dao runes flowed around his body, threatening to crush all of heaven and earth.
With a single strike, he drove Anlan back. Anlan could no longer hold up the Primordial Imperial City; the pressure was simply too great.
In the desert, Anlan steadied himself. There was no anger on his face. Instead, he grew even calmer, his eyes as deep as the sea as he stared intently at Lu Chen, as though trying to see through his soul.
"You haven't fully entered the Immortal King Realm, yet your battle prowess rivals it. A mighty figure on the level of the Ten Fiends. Not bad!" Anlan said. "But even the Heavenly Horned Ant fell beneath my Battle Spear back then. You are courting death!"
Though this Immortal King of the Other Domain, whose fame resounded through the ages, had been driven back and forced to release the hand supporting the Primordial Imperial City, he remained supremely confident.
He had seen through Lu Chen's current realm. Lu Chen had not fully entered the Immortal King Domain, and Anlan was confident he could slay such an opponent.
Despite his words, Anlan began fighting with all his strength. The Golden War Spear in his hand gleamed with golden light, drawing endless essence of refined gold from the void between heaven and earth.
This Immortal King Weapon grew even more brilliant and sharp. Golden divine light blanketed the high heavens, blindingly radiant, and radiated a destructive aura that threatened to slaughter everything.
With the Immortal Gold Pagoda above his head, Lu Chen stood shrouded in nine-colored immortal radiance. His gaze pressed upon the soul as he advanced step by step, utterly unmoved by his