Wang Changsheng leaped up, looking very young, like a fledgling eagle spreading its wings, with both arms vibrating in resonance, and let out a whistle, charging at the Great Elder.
No beams of light, nor waves of symbols, just straightforward and direct, not at all like a decisive battle between supreme masters.
The Great Elder dodged to the side, his right arm curled like a snake, suddenly bending at an unbelievable angle towards the sky, like a python swallowing the moon.
Bang!
The two crashed into each other, producing a muffled sound; the sky didn't crack, only the contact point of their bodies sounded unusual.
Shi Hao opened his Heavenly Eye, his breath nearly stopping, intently observing, as he couldn't yet discover any profound mystery within. He wanted to comprehend it.
Shhh!
Finally, he captured a glimpse of something. Around the bodies of those two top-tier experts, some void collapsed and then healed, like tiny rays interweaving, quickly disappearing.
