"Speaking cheekily in front of me does not have the slightest benefit for you!" Heavenborn threatened menacingly.
"Oh, so what about it?" Ling Han retorted calmly.
"You will find that out!" Heavenborn charged towards Ling Han once more. Again, he was sweeping out with a spear, using it like a staff.
Clang!
Ling Han struck out his sword to parry. The Divine Demon Sword blocked the golden spear, but strangely, this golden spear suddenly became whip-like, flexible and soft. The body of the spear twirled around, shooting rapidly towards Ling Han's face again.
This was not a Celestial Tool at all, but rather Heavenborn's own arm, and could be changed as he willed.
"Interesting," Ling Han said, his left hand balling into a fist, which he shot out in a punch.
Peng! Frightening power reverberated, and Heavenborn was instantly sent backwards.