At the sight of sword shadows attacking from every direction, Li Dao shuddered, and divine power began surging through his body.
Whoosh-
In an instant, a pair of purple-gold wings unfurled behind him.
He raised a hand and grasped at the empty air.
Bzzzt-
A spear formed of pure lightning, wreathed in crackling thunderbolts, swiftly appeared in his hand.
He thrust it fiercely toward Qing Xiao. Ripples spread through the void behind him, and a divine dragon wrapped in arcs of lightning emerged.
The dragon charged toward Qing Xiao, its terrifying dragon might shrouding the golden forest. The trees swayed, and golden leaves filled the sky.
Clang, clang, clang-
The sword shadows struck the divine dragon, unleashing a series of ringing metallic clashes.
Li Dao and Qing Xiao collided, their sword and spear clashing relentlessly.
Wherever the two passed, the earth split apart inch by inch, and golden trees were severed at the waist, crashing heavily to the ground.
Li Dao suddenly unleashed a punch. An explosive crack rang through the air as his fist slammed into Qing Xiao.
Crack, crack, crack-
A series of crisp bone-breaking sounds immediately rang out. Qing Xiao spat a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with horror.
In just a few breaths, they had exchanged hundreds of blows, yet he had not gained the upper hand even once.
His eyes brimmed with frustration. That terrifying physical strength put him under immense pressure.
"They should be just about here by now."
As he landed another punch on Qing Xiao, Li Dao abruptly uttered those baffling words.
"What?"
Qing Xiao's pupils contracted slightly. A suspicion surfaced in his eyes, then his pupils suddenly tightened as a terrifying thought flashed through his mind.
"It's exactly what you're thinking."
"The people you called should have arrived by now."