With a large clang, the Ame-No-Sakahoko and the Ink-black blade collided.
The collision was so strong Alan was sent flying downwards, although Alan was able to make his fall stable.
"Damn."
Alan cursed, his hand was in pain from that collision.
"Still doable."
He thought, and gazed at the Heavenly demon, standing in the sky. The Heavenly Demon used a strange technique that allowed him to stand in the sky.
"Hmmm…"
Alan pondered for a while. How should he approach him? Alan needed to be cautious but also attack with his full strength.
"What happened? Lost your vigor already?"
The voice of the Heavenly demon resonated throughout the Heavenly demonic mountain, carrying an archaic aura.
It reverberated in Alan's ears.
"No."
He said and flew up with great speed.
"Haha! That's it!"
The heavenly demon was overjoyed, although his face betrayed such an emotion.
