Around Mage Xuantian, myriad laws evolved the origins and ends of all things.
Bathed in the radiance of those myriad laws, her long robe had already taken on the air of a supreme treasure.
She smiled. "Fellow Daoist, I acknowledge your strength, and I also hold your vast True Fate World in great respect."
"But Xuantian has come all this way, from a disciple of a small lineage to the ruler of a world today. What do you think I relied on?"
At this moment, Mage Xuantian no longer concerned herself with Mist Mountain, which had already fled. Instead, she focused wholly on the battle with the man before her.
This battle might not be one where only death could decide the outcome.
But the two of them were bound to measure themselves against each other.
Xu Zimo wished to use Mage Xuantian as a stepping stone, as a form of tempering for his True Fate World.
Mage Xuantian had the same intention.
She wanted to witness Xu Zimo's True Fate World. Perhaps it would grant her a better understanding of her own future Great Dao.
Discussing the Dao was not merely sitting down and speaking of it. One could also sense each other's Dao through battle.
As the embryonic form of the True Fate World emerged behind Xu Zimo,
he first waved his right hand.
A black hole that devoured everything erupted forth, carrying an aura of destruction.
The instant the black hole appeared, it was already behind Mage Xuantian.
Its terrifying devouring force swallowed up everything around it.
Mage Xuantian frowned slightly.
Her hands swiftly formed seals.
"Ten Laws Like a Deep Pool."
In an instant, dozens of spells intertwined around her, condensing into a shield that seemed to continuously offset the Devouring Power of the black hole.