To me, you are a work of art. Don't give me the chance to destroy you with my own hands, "Night Thearch said.
"Compared to being a work of art, I want to be a tool without any beauty," Zhong Ziya said.
"Since you insist on fighting, attack," Night Thearch said calmly.
"That's exactly what I had in mind," Zhong Ziya said as he became one with his sword and transformed into a stream of light that streaked towards Night Thearch.
Zhong Ziya's sword techniques and movement techniques were already at the Mythical stage. They weren't inferior to Zhou Wen's. In fact, due to the augmentation of his Mythical stats, he was even stronger than Zhou Wen.
However, no matter how terrifying the Primordial Immortal Sword in his hand was, it couldn't harm a corner of Night Thearch's clothes. Night Thearch was like a ghost, his figure erratic. Zhong Ziya's sword was always three inches away from him, preventing him from stabbing him.
"It's really perfect. You are better than I imagined," Night Thearch praised as he dodged Zhong Ziya's sword.
Others might think that Night Thearch was mocking Zhong Ziya, but Zhou Wen knew that Night Thearch didn't have any intention of mocking him. Those words were most likely sincere.
Night Thearch was just too strange. He could kill millions of people without any guilt. He could be said to be a true devil.
However, he was especially indulgent towards those humans with excellent talent. Even though Zhou Wen had made an enemy of him and almost killed Night Thearch, Night Thearch didn't take any revenge.
Zhou Wen couldn't completely understand his mentality. He only felt that he was a strange person that he couldn't figure out.
"Your sword is very determined. That's very good, but it's still not good enough," Night Thearch continued.
"What's not good enough?" Zhong Ziya's sword streaked across Night Thearch's face, just short of hitting him, but it ultimately failed to touch him.
"You're not focused enough." Night Thearch flashed past Zhong Ziya like a ghost.
"My sword has no distracting thoughts." The Primordial Immortal Sword in Zhong Ziya's hand spun and stabbed in a direction, but it wasn't where Night Thearch was.
In the next second, space changed strangely. Their positions seemed to have been switched. Zhong Ziya's sword, which seemed to have stabbed into thin air, happened to stab in front of Night Thearch.
"Having no distracting thoughts doesn't mean that I'm focused." Ye Di's body was like the dawn of the night, quietly retreating. That strange sword kept advancing in front of the tip of his nose, but it was like the light of dawn couldn't touch the curtain of night. It was forever a distance away from Ye Di.
Night Thearch said as he fought, "Your sword is too emotional and can't be focused. If you want to use the sword, you have to be extremely emotional with it. If you want to kill, you have to devote all your attention to the process of killing. You have too many emotions in your heart, so it's inevitable that you'll be distracted. That's why you can't focus. "
"I don't believe that there is anyone in this world who can achieve absolute focus." Zhong Ziya continued to attack. His sword techniques and techniques were ever-changing.
One after another, the doppelgangers charged at Night Thearch from all directions, but Night Thearch dodged them again and again.
"There really isn't, but I've seen someone who's very close to it. He's more ruthless than you, and more focused than you. However, you're not bad either. If you can turn your emotions into extreme emotions, you might be able to surpass him, "Ye Di said.
"I think I know who you're talking about. He's indeed very strong." Zhong Ziya threw out the sword in his hand. Primordial Immortal Sword split into thousands of avatars in the air and bombarded Night Thearch like a storm.
However, Night Thearch stood there without moving. He allowed the thousands of ancient swords to pass through his body, but none of them could injure him.
He didn't transform into his Terror form. The swords didn't injure him not because of the power of his Terror form, but because the swords were only illusions and not real.
"He also has his flaws. Compared to you, he's too conservative and can't accept new powers. This is a very fatal flaw. Therefore, in comparison, I think more highly of you. You have a chance to improve further. " Night Thearch suddenly attacked. His fingers clamped onto the real Primordial Immortal Sword amidst the thousands of Primordial Immortal Sword illusions.
The Primordial Immortal Sword trembled in his fingers, but it couldn't move at all.
"Go. Your time hasn't arrived. I'm looking forward to the arrival of that era." Night Thearch casually flung his hand and Primordial Immortal Sword flew back into the scabbard in Zhong Ziya's other hand.
This moment of battle dazzled everyone. Everyone was alarmed by Night Thearch's strength.
Ya, who had been undefeated and almost invincible, seemed to be easily suppressed in front of Night Thearch.
"Time never arrives without waiting." Zhong Ziya didn't have any intention of retreating.
"I didn't want to kill you previously, and I don't want to now, but you have to leave this place," Night Thearch said with a frown.
"Before I get first place, I won't die, nor will I leave," Zhong Ziya said firmly.
"Is there something more important than death?" Night Thearch asked.
"Yes," Zhong Ziya answered firmly.
"Then let me see if you have the right to stay." As Night Thearch spoke, he took a step forward. At that instant, the entire arena transformed into eternal night.
The cube's screen was pitch-black. Nothing could be seen, and only the sound of armor tearing could be heard.
In the blink of an eye, the arena lit up again.
Night Thearch had already returned to his original spot, and so was Ya. However, his cloak and armor had many cracks on his body. Blood kept flowing out, dyeing his armor red.
"Go back," Night Thearch said.
"Thank you," Zhong Ziya suddenly said.
Before Night Thearch could figure out what Zhong Ziya meant by thanking him, he saw that what flowed out of Zhong Ziya's wounds was no longer blood, but light.
The light was corroding his body, gradually turning his flesh and blood into light.
Terror transformation … Night Thearch looked at Zhong Ziya in surprise. Clearly, Zhong Ziya was transforming towards the Terror grade.
"Kill him." A voice sounded in Night Thearch's mind.
Night Thearch looked at Zhong Ziya, who was in his Terror transformation, and knew that this was a critical moment for his advancement. Now was the best opportunity to kill him. Once he completed his Terror transformation, it wouldn't be that easy to kill him.
However, Night Thearch only stood there and watched without any intention of attacking.
"I said kill him. Didn't you hear me?" The voice sounded in Night Thearch's mind again.
Night Thearch remained unmoved as though he hadn't heard anything.
"Do you know the consequences of violating our agreement?" The voice was already somewhat angry.
"I, Night Thearch, never care about the consequences," Night Thearch said indifferently.
In the dimensional world, a distorted figure of light roared angrily. Terrifying strength crushed everything nearby to dust, but it was still unable to vent the anger in his heart.
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