In an instant, the Peacock King and the Eastern Emperor exchanged dozens, even hundreds more blows, moving so fast the naked eye could barely follow them. Their clashes were incessant, thunderous booms rolling out.
One world-shaking secret technique after another struck out, shaking the void relentlessly and tearing it apart as mercilessly as a rag.
The sight was staggering, enough to make hearts pound with alarm.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, the Eastern Emperor and the Peacock King met in a head-on clash, and both were driven backward.
"Hahaha, I knew I hadn't misjudged you... Peacock King, you can take pride in having wounded me for the rest of your life!"
An intense, dazzling gaze stared straight ahead.
A trace of golden blood hung at the corner of the Eastern Emperor's mouth as he laughed.
Light blazed from his entire body, as though roaring divine flames burned around him. His eyes shone brilliantly, and his fighting spirit soared higher than ever.
He had long since been unrivaled among those of his own level. Only older-generation experts like the Peacock King could truly make him take things seriously.
"Hiss-"
"Is that... the Peacock King?"
"He was actually injured that badly? Reduced to such a sorry state?"
Yet everyone present who was watching the battle from afar-
Those great figures, including the leaders of the various factions-
Their pupils contracted sharply at the Peacock King's wretched appearance, and they sucked in cold breaths.
They felt a chill rise from the soles of their feet and shoot straight to their heads.
The Peacock King's hair hung loose, and blood covered his body. He looked like a god or a demon, no longer the graceful youth with handsome, otherworldly looks he had been before.
His arms were twisted unnaturally and trembling, exposing stark white bones, blood dripping