The God of Sorcery moved after speaking.
A desolate and ancient aura emanated from him. With a mere palm strike forward, a black mist surged out, transforming into a black dragon that swelled against the wind.
This black dragon swept away all power, even devouring light, plunging the entire sky into deeper darkness.
The black dragon continuously absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, its body still growing, surpassing the golden dragon surrounding Chen Fan.
Moreover, its majesty neared godhood, making Chen Fan feel threatened.
The ancient old gods were indeed this powerful!
Although Chen Fan wished to kill this old god, he had to admit his strength. Without the enhancement of divine artifacts, he might indeed have been slain by this old god.
Despite the God of Sorcery's formidable attack, Chen Fan remained unfazed. His sword continued forward, his momentum undiminished, instead growing stronger.
A battle was meant to be evenly matched, or rather, facing hardship and even adversity was where breakthroughs held meaning.
If an opponent was simply crushed, even killing them would bring little sense of accomplishment.
Chen Fan was an exceptionally proud individual. Faced with the powerful God of Sorcery, he felt no fear, only excitement.
This was also why, at such a young age, he had become the Undefeated Heavenly King, striking fear into the hearts of his enemies.
"Kill!"
The two collided instantly. The golden dragon and the black dragon intertwined, while Chen Fan's Tentsuma Sword clashed with the God of Sorcery's scepter.
One black and one gold, two completely different powers lit up the entire sky.
Though the brilliant stars were obscured by the God of Sorcery's blood domain, this unfathomable power was enough to leave those below in utter astonishment.
"This, this is the power of true gods, too immense!"
Some members of the Blood Witch clan gazed blankly at the heavens. They knew they would never reach such a height in their lifetime.
Chen Fan, what kind of monster was he?
Why did he possess such power at such a young age?
Many eyes turned to Chen Fan. Though enemies, they had to acknowledge his might.
"Boom!"
An explosion reverberated throughout heaven and earth. The two figures in the sky separated instantly, Chen Fan retreating over a hundred paces before finally stopping.
With nearly every step, he shattered space, fine black fissures appearing, looking extremely terrifying.
These were spatial rifts, something even missiles couldn't create by shattering the void. Such power surpassed the comprehension of everyone present.
Chen Fan must have been greatly affected, while the God of Sorcery fared much better, retreating only a dozen steps before steadying himself, not moving further back.
Furthermore, he appeared quite relaxed, not showing significant strain.
There was a clear disparity between them!
"Hahaha, Lord God of Sorcery is indeed invincible. This Chen Fan, opposing our Blood Witch clan, is simply courting death!"
"Exactly, Lord God of Sorcery will easily kill him next. Let's see how arrogant he can be!"
"He dared to slaughter our Blood Witch clan members, he will pay a heavy price!"
"..."
The Blood Witch clan members clamored wildly, while Su Yingxia on the other side looked pale.
She had clearly seen Chen Fan retreat in the recent exchange.
This meant Chen Fan might lose...
High in the sky, Chen Fan stared at the God of Sorcery and took another step forward.
"Boom!"
A mere movement, yet thunderous sounds arose from the void. The golden light on his body suddenly blazed, so intensely that even the blood domain maintained by the God of Sorcery couldn't completely conceal it.
"Your descendants seem rather happy!"
Chen Fan's voice was calm, as if he hadn't been the one retreating moments ago.
As he spoke, he advanced towards the God of Sorcery, the divine sword in his hand also illuminating, its radiance intensifying, like the sun descending, blinding to the eyes.
"My descendants, haha, shouldn't they be happy?"
The God of Sorcery retorted, then also strode towards Chen Fan.
His steps were not fast, each one clearly visible.
Simultaneously, endless black energy emanated from him, making him appear as the embodiment of darkness.
The blood domain in the sky resonated with him, blood-red lightning merging into his body, staining his formerly pure black form with an eerie crimson hue.
This bizarre coloration was truly heart-stopping.
Even the terror of hellish specters and souls of the underworld would likely be at this level.
"Boom boom!!"
Like Chen Fan, the God of Sorcery shattered the void with every step, black fissures appearing, accompanied by fierce gusts of wind that seemed poised to sweep away all things.
As the onlookers below were filled with confusion, Chen Fan and the God of Sorcery moved. They almost simultaneously raised their fists, charging at each other.
Chen Fan's fist was encased in layers of gold, a faint dragon's roar echoing, and a terrifying pressure spread, causing even the blood clouds in the sky to constantly collapse.
A colossal figure appeared behind the God of Sorcery, identical to his true form. However, this figure exuded immense pressure, surrounded by fearsome black energy, condensing into a solid form, as if it were another God of Sorcery.
"Rumble!"
This was the second time the two had collided head-on. Between their fists, a gray-white destructive force appeared, radiating outwards.
This force was incredibly potent, like a shockwave, layer upon layer, wave after wave, annihilating and shattering anything it encountered, its power truly terrifying.