The golden figures simultaneously threw their punches!
Exactly the same fist stance, exactly the same Daoist rhythm, exactly the same level of strength, exactly the same devouring power!
Their fists clashed fiercely amidst the void!
EXPLOSION!
A terrifying energy shock wave exploded instantly, and a vast chaotic energy wave swept out in all directions, overturning, destroying, and stirring up the surrounding gray-white mist. The entire void shook violently, and layers of mist waves surged endlessly.
David’s body suddenly stopped, his arms were numb, his blood and qi were slightly turbulent, and even though there was no solid ground under his feet, he could still feel the extreme forces colliding and turning.
The golden figure opposite remained firm as a rock, unmoving, with a steady flow of light around him, without the slightest fluctuation, stagnation, or reduction.
David’s sense of gravity strengthened once again.
He instantly switched techniques: palms, fists, fingers, elbows, knees, and feet, engaging in close combat, long-range attacks, illusions, and primal erosion.
All the techniques he had mastered, all the Daoist principles he had comprehended, and all the trump cards he had, were all deployed in turn.
Chaos Crevice Palm, Annihilation Finger, Void Shadow Steps, Chaos Origin Erosion Technique every move was fiercer than before, every style more beautiful than before.
No matter what supernatural powers, profound techniques, or rhythms he used, the golden figure always replicated, parried, and performed flawlessly.
His chaotic origin could devour spiritual energy from the void, and his opponent’s chaotic origin could also be devoured;
His illusions can confuse the perception of time and space, and his opponent’s illusions can also mislead accurately.
His moves allow him to move between the real and illusory worlds, and his opponents can move in sync with him.
The entire battle had been a stalemate from the start.
The most frightening thing is tuberculosis.
David was made of flesh and blood, a true cultivator. Every time he activated his origin, every time he released his power, and every time he changed his movements, he consumed the spiritual energy, mental energy, as well as the chaotic blood and physical qi within his body.
His resources, physical strength, and mental capacity were all limited. Continuing to fight at high intensity would only make him more tired, weak, and exhausted.
However, the golden statue was different.
It was a condensed mirror image of the laws of the Tower of Trials, relying on the entire void array as its energy source. It didn’t need to store its own energy, and it didn’t need to regulate its breathing to recover. He is not aware of fatigue, pain, deprivation, or panic.
This system is always accurate, always stable, always at peak performance, and always error-free.
After a fierce battle that lasted for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the gray-purple aura around David had dimmed significantly, and his breathing gradually became rapid.
Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, the flow of chaotic energy within his meridians gradually became slow, and his physical strength was greatly drained.
In contrast, the golden light of the golden figure remained warm and constant, without any fluctuation or decrease in power from beginning to end, as if it had never moved or given off any energy.
“This problem has no solution.”
Xuanzhenzi stood to the side, watching the battle closely the entire time, his eyes filled with deep shock and seriousness. He sighed softly, “Fully replicated culture, replicated origin, replicated supernatural powers, replicated fighting instinct.”
He could do everything David could do; he can do everything David can do.
He has no weaknesses, no shortcomings, never makes mistakes, and never tires; This is like comparing David to the version of himself who is always at the top of his game and flawless.
Jiang Xuelan’s cold gaze fell on the battlefield, her fingertips clenched slightly, her tone filled with unconcealable worry: What’s even more frightening is that they will only make a passive counterattack, will not take the initiative to attack, and will not give David a chance to break the deadlock.
As long as David continues to attack, the drain on his resources will not stop. If this continues, David will be exhausted to death.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanzhenzi stopped paying attention and his sword fingers suddenly focused!
Clang-!
A clear and resounding sword cry reverberated throughout the void, and a majestic whitish-blue sword aura soared into the sky.
It turned into a mighty river of swords stretching tens of meters, carrying the supreme Daoist principles of purity, righteousness, and elimination of evil, then struck down at the golden figure!
He wanted to break the deadlock with the help of an outsider, and to defeat the mirror image by force with a power that did not belong to David.
However, a moment later, the golden figure’s eyes did not move and his body did not shift; he just raised his hand and waved it.
A set of identical blue-white mighty sword rivers appeared out of thin air, with the same Daoist rhyme, the same power, the same speed, and the same sword intent!
Two sword streams collided, annihilating each other, and shattered into pieces with a deafening roar, sending countless blue and white sword fragments flying before being swallowed by the void.
FAQ Novel
Q: What kind of attack is described?
A: The text describes an attack that is a perfect replica of the protagonist’s own technique.
Q: What is the outcome of the initial clash?
A: The two identical attacks meet and neutralize each other completely, leaving no trace.
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