Divine Emperor held a broken banner pole in one hand and the cracked Xuanyuan Sword in the other.
His flawless physical body was now covered in cracks, blood flowing out, staining his robe red.
Yet his eyes, fiercer than the sun's blaze, were filled with an overwhelming fighting spirit.
He could not believe that an existence like Zhao Qi, who had only cultivated the paths of Taiyi and Taixu, did not have another hidden path.
Boom!
Another fierce collision ensued, raising ripples that destroyed the Constant Sand Great World.
Zhao Qi sheathed his Octagonal Pendant, riddled with through wounds and slash marks, and looked indifferently at the spirited man, chuckling softly,
"This battle has indeed been invigorating."
"Unfortunately, it's time to end it!"
As these words fell, a path emerged between Taiyi and Taixu.
This path was slender and fragile, yet at its appearance, it made the Divine Emperor furrow his brow.
Danger!
Great danger!!
Extreme danger!!!
