Ancestor Hongmeng narrowed his eyes and glanced at Demon Venerable Slayer and the Black Armored Five-Horned Dragon, already locked in battle, as well as Wu Daoist and the Netherworld Demon Dragon Spider. He raised a hand and struck out. Boom... A massive black-and-white haloed hand formed. Wherever it swept, all lightning power was erased. Even as it met Xiao Hua's Leiting technique head-on, it did not fall into the slightest disadvantage...
Rumble... The lightning hand collided with the black-and-white hand. Countless bolts of lightning were annihilated amid the black and white, while the black and white were likewise wiped out by lightning power. The entire space shook, and innumerable spatial fragments drifted down like scraps of debris!
"Eh?" Xiao Hua was slightly stunned and asked curiously, "Hongmeng brat, so your strength had long since reached the peak of the ninth grade of Yuan Force? It seemed... you had been concealing it all along!"
A flush rose on Ancestor Hongmeng's face, as though he had suffered some backlash from his magic power. He said coldly, "When this old man was dominating the Three Great Continents, your shadow had not even appeared! How could you know this old man's strength? To speak the truth, Xiao Hua, you merely had good luck! In every other respect, you cannot compare to this old man in the slightest!"
"Is that so?" Xiao Hua smiled faintly and extended his right hand. As his index and middle fingers came together, a beam of sword light split open the void and stabbed toward Ancestor Hongmeng. Before that sword light even revealed itself, faint sword gleams had already arisen throughout the space around Ancestor Hongmeng. Strings of bubbles appeared in the void, completely enveloping him!
Ancestor Hongmeng did not seem flustered. He lightly drew his hands through the air,