At the foot of Mount Buzhou.
Gonggong and Zhurong stared at each other, both panting heavily.
Water kept dripping from Zhurong, the Fire God, while Gonggong, the water god, bore burns all over his body.
Both looked utterly exhausted, yet they were still secretly circulating their magic power.
"Gonggong, you are my son. I never wanted to take your life. Admit your mistake now, and I'll pretend none of this ever happened," Zhurong said through gritted teeth.
"Admit my mistake?" Gonggong grinned, his mouth full of blood. "What exactly have I done wrong? If anyone should admit his mistake, it's you!"
"You... stubborn fool!"
Zhurong roared in fury, flames surging over his body once more. He was like an exploding sun, seemingly ready to fight Gonggong to the death right there.
"You're the one unworthy of being a father!" Gonggong roared back, and countless towering waves rose beneath his feet.
Sage and the Seven Outstanding Disciples of the Sage were watching the battle from hiding. After all, once the fighting ended, the Legend could end as well.
"Sage..." A Can called from beside him. "Those two look like they have nothing left in reserve. I'm afraid someone's going to die in this fight!"
"It doesn't matter. If they die, they die," Sage said expressionlessly. "Even if Gonggong dies, we'll have to find a way to shatter Mount Buzhou ourselves."
The Seven Outstanding Disciples of the Sage exchanged glances.
After a while, Shiranui Asuka finally spoke. "Senior Du Yu..."
Sage frowned and shot Shiranui Asuka a glare. "How many times have I told you not to call me that?"
"I..." Shiranui Asuka looked at Sage, feeling somewhat wronged, then corrected herself. "Senior Sage..."
"Go on."
"I..." Shiranui Asuka looked up at the two men locked in fierce combat in the distance,