A Meeting Between Supreme Powerhouses

Beads of cold sweat rolled down the forehead of the short and stout middle-aged man as he watched the scene unfolding in front of him. If he and his companion had made a move earlier, they would have died.

…

Meanwhile, Duan Ling Tian was naturally unaware of the two men who were observing from a distance. He was busy dealing with the three rudimentary Supreme Gods, who surprisingly continued to attack him even after seeing his phenomenon of the law that shone for a million miles.

'I wonder how strong the Seven Orifices Exquisite Sword is now after absorbing two fragments of prime divine artifacts…' Duan Ling Tian wondered inwardly. Then, he waved his hand that was holding the Seven Orifices Exquisite Sword and used his Sword Dao.

Swoosh!

A dazzling seven-colored sword ray, which carried the law of space, shot toward the leader of the trio.

"No!"

A harrowing cry rang in the air accompanied by a flash of light.