The clash between Xiang Weisha and Divine General unleashed a natural disaster that swept across the Blood Dragon Sea.
Crimson waves steamed into mist, while the crust beneath the vast sea cracked and heaved without end.
The countless Blood Dragon phantoms lurking in the depths all dissolved in the violent aftershocks. Blood-colored Gang Qi stirred by their punches enveloped the world.
Heaven and earth overturned. Seawater rose from the sea's boundaries into the sky, leaving collapsing rifts and erupting magma below.
This was the ultimate showdown Xiang Weisha had awaited for over a decade.
Yet only when they actually fought did he experience just how terrifying this Ancient God, who had guarded the Arena for endless ages, truly was.
During their battle, he realized that combat techniques had long since become Divine General's innate instincts, as natural as breathing was to mortals.
Often, before his body could even begin a movement, Divine General could discern his entire offensive plan and every possible follow-up with a single glance, the instant the thought arose.
Combined with the Divine Rune Body covering Divine General, forged from the Battle Intent of countless living beings to neutralize external force, this left him mired in passive defense for most of the fight. He struggled to fend off the attacks, never finding an opening to counter.
The trump cards he had honed over the years-his offensive Momentum that accumulated power, his close-quarters, body-locking Jiaodi Technique, and his Elephant Heaven Merging Power that redirected and dispersed force-had swept aside every challenger before. Yet in Divine General's eyes, these lethal moves were a child's flailing, a novice showing off before a master, riddled with openings.
Both were fighters who had crawled out of the Arena's mountains of corpses and seas of blood, yet for the first time, Xiang Weisha