"It depends on whether you have the ability to make me display my true strength," Han Zhong said indifferently, his eyes releasing divine light, forcing back the surging power of the Heavenly River like an overwhelming tide, his aura terrifyingly powerful.
With a light shout, the two collided once again, and the battle escalated anew.
"Boom!"
Lu Yun charged like a golden sun, his body shooting out divine power like a flow, aiming to tear the fabric of the sky, his whole being enveloped in endless flames.
"Open!"
Han Zhong bellowed, confronting his formidable foe's fierce strike with a tremor of his arm, as if a Roc spread its wings and a Qingluan emitted a long cry, whipping up endless gales that sent sand flying and shattered mountains on the battlefield.
Several dark golden flashes passed through the air, and two dazzlingly bright lights collided, divine light shooting up to the heavens.