The Lord of the Sword Dao wouldn’t just let Yang Qi go. The moment his sneak attack had failed, he realized that Yang Qi wasn't the type to be frightened easily. Furthermore, here in the Halls of Heaven, Yang Qi had the advantage. Worse, the Lord of the Sword Dao was limited to being able to act within this hall of bronze. He was stuck.

The vital energy in here was weaker than outside, and there were no spell formations to worry about.

“You want to fight me, Lord of the Sword Dao? And you say all the other God-Lords will do the same? Good. I want that. That way I can subjugate the lot of you, one after another. Remember, I've combined the God Legion Seal with the Mahātmā Jade, which means you can’t escape me.”

Yang Qi’s words were immeasurable domineering.

Even though the Lord of the Sword Dao was down on his luck right now, he was still as overbearing as ever. And his own unique style was what made his dao.

Yang Qi also had his own style. For one thing, he was the successor of the Sovereign Lord, and had his aura....