Boom, boom, boom...
Long Chengtian battled fiercely against the three guardians, his vast Sword Qi was suppressed by the True Text, their battlefield was reduced to a fragmented space-time.
Each of the guardians was as powerful as Zong Yao. It was clear that Long Chengtian was outmatched and cruelly suppressed by them. Even so, the fact that he contended against three Emperors alone, despite only being a Quasi-emperor, was enough to bring him honor even in defeat.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a guardian delivered a heavy blow. Countless True Text surged from his fist glow. Each True Text could collapse space. As the weight of the True Text fist seal came crashing down, it hit Long Chengtian's body heavily.
"Splutter!"
Long Chengtian's figure shuddered as he retreated a hundred meters, spitting a mist of fresh blood in the sky. His colour turned pale.
Having previously battled Zong Yao, he was already heavily injured, and this punch had almost critically wounded him.
