On the Tai Chi diagram, the distinct black of turbid and white of clear revolved.0

Along with the dao-robed man’s emergence, its rotation presented a charm of perfection, eternity, and indestructibility.0

Lin Xun's pupils shrank.0

This opponent was clearly much, much more powerful than the previous ones!0

However, Lin Xun didn't retreat, for the slightest hint of wanting to retreat would be a crack in his state of mind for the opponent to take advantage of.0

After all, this was a unique kind of confrontation between the fighters’ willpower!0

“Die!” Lin Xun took the initiative to start the battle.0

Rumble!0

The rotating Tai Chi diagram hurled down toward Lin Xun like a black and white millstone, crushing all of his attacks effortlessly.0

In an instant, his mind and soul felt as though they were captured, confined, and then viciously ground by that millstone.0

The intense pain caused his muscles to tense and twist.0

It was a pain that came from the spirit, the depths of his soul, and could not be endured at all. Being stabbed by thousands of swords or bitten by thousands...0