Within the dark and secluded mountain path, two silhouettes at their peak opposed each other, a terrifying killing aura spreading between them, with an invincible war intent sweeping in all directions.
This was an unparalleled peak battle, and it was destined to go unnoticed.
"In my presence, no matter how strong you are, it is useless, accept my punishment." The Ancient Genius spoke slowly, yet his hands ceased moving and did not strike Xiao Ye again.
He was a genius from the ancient era, and although he had survived in a special way, the lonely millennia had not completely eroded his natural pride as a genius.
He also longed to meet an opponent worthy of battle, to re-experience that era of boiling blood.
"Ah!"
Xiao Ye looked up and let out a long howl, his black robe fluttering, his black hair dancing wildly; he was unleashing the full power of the Four Emperor Skills.
Boom!
