The flaming sword burned through the void.
Zhang He roared as he charged at Xiao Anshan.
Xiao Anshan stretched out his right hand, spiritual energy shrouding it.
Overwhelming power swept down like the sky collapsing. With a boom, Zhang He was sent flying.
"Kill!" Zhang He climbed up from the ground and charged at Xiao Anshan again.
Time and again, Xiao Anshan knocked him down. Even covered in blood, Zhang He would still struggle back to his feet.
He was like an unkillable cockroach.
"I, Zhang He, made it this far not through anyone's help, nor through luck.
"I was like an ant—unwilling to submit, shameless, resorting to schemes and underhanded methods.
"Struggling bit by bit until I reached my current realm."
Covered in blood, Zhang He laughed savagely.
His body swayed, yet he still refused to fall.
Xiao Anshan was slightly moved as well.
He said, "Whether you win or lose today, I at least admire your spirit.
"But in my view, all things have their own Dao.
"If you act without a Dao, stopping at nothing to achieve your ends,
"Then how are you any different from a beast?"
"So what if I am a beast?" Zhang He spat blood and laughed.
Xiao Anshan sighed softly.
Spiritual energy surged in his right hand, condensing into a Sky-Covering Great Palm.
This strike alone used at least half of his power.
When Zhang He charged again, a boom rang out.
It was like thunder exploding, roaring beside everyone's ears.
Zhang He's figure was sent flying once more.
Zhang He tried to struggle again, but no matter what he did, he could no longer stand.
"I destroyed your cultivation, but I spared your life.
"It was not to take revenge on you.
"I only hope that you can let go of