The entire Black Abyss Valley rumbled from the intense shaking, and rocks fell from the two cliffs like raindrops, hitting the ground with loud thuds.
The shockwave spread out from the center of the collision between the two swords, sweeping across the valley like a tsunami.
All the rock fragments on the ground were blown away, tumbling through the air and hitting the cliff with a dull thud.
The devil cultivators and divine cultivators who were kneeling on the ground were thrown around by the shockwaves. Some rolled several times, while others were hit by flying debris and screamed in pain.
The golden and purple light combined, like a two-colored sun exploding in the valley, illuminating the entire valley as if it were daytime. Even the darkest corners were filled with light, and everyone’s shadows instantly disappeared.
Jin Wuhao bounced several steps back, leaving deep footprints on the ground beneath his feet. The edges of the footprints were filled with fine cracks that spread outward like a spider web.
His tiger mouth was numb from shock, and his entire right arm was trembling slightly. The golden divine sword in his hand emitted a deep hum, as if it was under tremendous pressure. The divine patterns on the sword flashed wildly, as if it was desperately trying to digest the rebound effect of the sword attack.
Zi’er remained completely silent.
His purple boots remained firmly planted on the ground, without the slightest crack on his feet.
His figure was like an unchanging mountain, and the power of the sword attack seemed to have no effect on him at all.
His purple longsword lay horizontally in front of him, its blade spotlessly clean, as if it had just been drawn from its sheath, and even the purple glow on the blade remained unaffected by the impact.
His relaxed and carefree attitude amazed everyone present.
“The Power of a Great Luo Golden Immortal”
Zi’er’s voice remained cold, like melting ice, containing a hint of disdain. The disdain radiated from his tone without any pretense, as if he was simply stating an obvious fact: “Is that all?”
Jin Wuhao’s face was ashen. He stared at Zi’er fiercely, his golden eyes filled with anger and killing intent.
As a God Emperor, a supreme being of the twentieth heaven, no one had been able to match him for tens of thousands of years. However, at this moment, when he unleashed his full strength, he was unable to even make his opponent move half a step.
This destroyed the self-esteem he was so proud of at that time.
He suddenly released all his divine power, and golden light spread around him, enveloping him like a golden flame.
The golden flames flared and burned, distorting and deforming the air around him.
His aura was even stronger than before, the form of a Great Luo Golden Immortal releasing all his strength, carrying an almost insane determination, as if he wanted to put all his life force and dignity into this one attack.
“finish off!”
He attacked fiercely again, his golden sword creating countless golden passes in the air, each pass carrying enough power to destroy mountains, pouring down towards Zi’er like a waterfall.
The sword light was as dense as rain, crisscrossing each other like a net, completely sealing off all of Zi’er’s escape paths and giving her no room to dodge.
Zi’er moved.
His figure was like a purple ghost, floating among Jin Wuhao’s dense, rain-like sword light.
His movements were very fluid; every step to the side was timed perfectly, every step was precise to the millimeter, and every swing of the sword was as if he had practiced it countless times.
His purple longsword spun in his hand, each swing perfectly parrying the weak points of Jin Wuhao’s sword attacks and neutralizing his attacks one by one.
The two swords clashed repeatedly in the void, producing a series of dense metallic clinks that resembled rain.
The sounds continued to sound, like a storm hitting the mountainside, or like countless iron birds falling through the air, making the audience’s eardrums hurt.
Some people even had to cover their ears, while others felt dizzy from the extremely loud bangs.
David’s gaze fell on the two figures on the battlefield.
The golden and purple sword light reflected in his purple eyes, and every impact made his heart beat faster.
He could see Zi’er’s relaxed attitude, and he could also see Jin Wuhao’s attacks becoming more and more furious. The two completely different fighting styles clashed fiercely in the void, like a battle between ice and fire.
FAQ Novel
Q: What ultimatum does David issue?
A: David demands Jin Wuhao’s surrender, hinting at powerful allies from the Heavenly Realm.
Q: How does Jin Wuhao respond to David’s challenge?
A: Jin Wuhao attacks Zi’er with incredible speed using an ancient golden divine sword.
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