CRASH! CRASH! CRASH!!
Supreme wielded the Eight Trigrams Furnace in his left hand and Douluo Palace in his right, smashing them down violently. Each strike was incredibly vicious, aimed squarely at the Blind Daoist's face.
The two supreme Existences, one chasing and one fleeing, dashed from one end of the Great Chaos to the other. The Lame Daoist watched, dumbfounded, before he couldn't help but try to dissuade them:
"Supreme, what has angered you so? We can sit down and talk about this. The Three Pristine Ones are one body, truly one body..."
He couldn't bear to watch. Primordial valued his reputation above all else, and Supreme was aiming for nothing but his face...
Supreme slammed Douluo Palace down on the Blind Daoist's head once more. Inside the Daoist Palace, Golden Horned and Silver Horned clung to the pillars, dazed and dizzy, while Lu Jianxue also felt her head spin.
Supreme, seething with anger, glanced sideways and said:
