Liu Wuxie had a simple goal—to tear open a gap and inject the poison essence into Sheng Lie's body. As long as he succeeded, victory would be his. Thus, he had to try it regardless of whether he could succeed.0

The Golden Flame Strike erupted, creating a terrifying mushroom cloud that descended with unstoppable force.0

Sheng Lie had no path of retreat and could only face it head-on. He also hadn't expected Liu Wuxie to be so powerful.0

"Twin-Shaped Sword!" Sheng Lie roared as the sword in his hand split into two, forming a pair of blades infused with the forces of yin and yang. The mere fact that he had grasped even a hint of yin-yang laws was proof of his extraordinary talent.0

However, such a minor mastery of yin-yang laws was nothing before Liu Wuxie. A loud explosion occurred as if heaven and earth had crumbled. Massive stones erupted from the ground, forming jagged formations that littered the desolate landscape.0

"Die!" Liu Wuxie's voice was cold, filled with murderous intent. It was as though he had transformed into a god of slaughter at this moment.0

The sword aura created by Sheng Lie began to explode, obliterated by the...0