Without another unnecessary word, the two strode into the air and attacked.
Their clash shook the highest heavens.
Before long, the battle ended.
Jiang Xiao Chen suffered a crushing defeat. Somewhat unable to believe it, he looked toward Jiang Chen in a daze, filled with self-reproach. "Brother, I..."
Jiang Chen waved a hand, indicating that there was no need to say more. He had watched the battle, and Jiang Xiao Chen's defeat was entirely justified.
Even if Jiang Dijiao from that day had taken his place, the result would probably have been the same.
Zhou Hei was terrifying.
He unleashed one overwhelmingly powerful technique after another, yet could see through his opponent's techniques at a glance and find excellent counters during battle.
For instance, when Jiang Xiao Chen unleashed a wave of destruction, Zhou Hei struck its weak point with a finger wreathed in white light, dispersing it outright.
On the one hand, this was an arcane art from Ancient Times that could break through all techniques. On the other, accomplishing this with power weaker than his opponent's required an exceptionally keen eye and experience.
The Hundred Battles Saber Dao passed down by Jiang Dijiao, combined with Demon Saber Hundred Slashes, seemed capable of slaughtering everything in heaven and earth and annihilating all living beings.
Yet Zhou Hei easily neutralized it with that demonized black spear. Those seemingly flawless killing moves appeared riddled with openings before him.
Even the Yin God's eyes that opened in the boundless void had no effect on him.
Even when Jiang Xiao Chen used an ability imitated from Yin God Tunxiang, it was actually restricted.
His opponent waved a hand to set up a heavenly curtain, cutting off the Spiritual Qi outside. Then he attacked ferociously, swinging his black spear as demonic shadows surged behind