"However, Chu Feng, a half-completed Emperor Armament is still just a half-completed Emperor Armament. No matter how powerful your Evil God Sword may be, it cannot surpass my Emperor Armament. Moreover, my cultivation far exceeds yours."
As the Yin Yang Immortal spoke, he struck without hesitation. The moment the Ancient Crocodile Body-Severing Blade left his hand, golden light surged forth, accompanied by a strange, piercing roar that shook the surroundings — the furious bellow of the ancient crocodile, as if it intended to devour all living things in the world.
"Who's stronger? We won't know until we try." Yet, facing the Yin Yang Immortal's attack, Chu Feng showed not a hint of fear. Gripping the Evil God Sword, he charged straight in.
Sssshhhhaa—
Chu Feng swung the Evil God Sword in a single violent arc. Instantly, the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves filled the air. A blood-red blade of light swept across the heavens, and in its wake, streaks of crimson blood clouds coalesced across the sky. The clouds churned and roiled as bolts of lightning crackled among them — blood-red thunderbolts that began to rain down from the heavens, striking relentlessly at the golden crocodile avatar above.
Yet under the assault of the blood-red thunder, the golden crocodile avatar could do nothing but endure the beating. It didn't launch a single counterattack.
"How can this be?"
"What on earth is going on?"
In that moment, even the Yin Yang Immortal was stunned. Chu Feng's blood-red slash was incredibly powerful — powerful enough to rival his own strike.
That alone was astonishing enough. After all, this was a half-completed Emperor Armament. In theory, it should not have been able to stand up to a true Emperor Armament.
But what was happening before his eyes? The phenomena summoned by the Evil God Sword were actually suppressing the phenomena conjured by the Ancient Crocodile Body-Severing Blade.
Weapons were weapons — they needed someone to wield them. But Chu Feng's Evil God Sword seemed to possess its own sentience. Without Chu Feng directing it, it could attack its opponent entirely on its own.
"Now isn't the time to stand there gawking." Chu Feng launched another assault at the Yin Yang Immortal, this one even more ferocious than before.
Now that he had drawn the Evil God Sword, Chu Feng could no longer afford to hold back. It was victory or death — there was no other choice.
"Fine, fine, fine! I refuse to believe this! I, a Sixth-grade Martial Emperor, cannot possibly lose to a mere First-grade Martial Emperor like you! My ancient Emperor Armament cannot possibly lose to your half-finished piece!"
The Yin Yang Immortal refused to accept defeat. Wielding the Ancient Crocodile Body-Severing Blade, he clashed with Chu Feng once more.
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—
The Ancient Crocodile Body-Severing Blade and the blood-red Evil God Sword collided again and again. The two were essentially dead even — even if the Ancient Crocodile Body-Severing Blade held a slight edge, the advantage was marginal at best.
But overhead, the phenomena summoned by the Evil God Sword grew ever more savage. The sky-spanning blood clouds and the endless blood-red thunderbolts not only increased in size but had already eclipsed the phenomena conjured by the Ancient Crocodile Body-Severing Blade.
And then, from within those blood clouds, a pair of enormous blood-red hands emerged. They were skeletal in shape yet crimson in color, as though forged from countless drops of congealed blood. Their razor-sharp nails, like gleaming blades, seized the head of the golden crocodile avatar and plunged straight into its eyes.
Those blood-red skeletal hands had pierced clean through the golden crocodile avatar's eyes.
Awooo—
Whether intentional or not, the golden crocodile avatar — which was merely a phenomenon with no true consciousness — let out a pitiful, agonized wail.
"Damn you! What is this?! What the hell is this thing?!?!"
Even though he was locked in a stalemate with Chu Feng and even held the advantage, the Yin Yang Immortal was growing increasingly terrified. What Chu Feng wielded didn't resemble a weapon at all — it was more like a demon.
In truth, it wasn't just the Yin Yang Immortal who was shaken. Even Chu Feng himself was terrified. He had already experienced the backlash and knew full well how bizarre the Evil God Sword was, but he had never imagined it could be this evil.
It was merely a half-completed Emperor Armament, yet its manifestations were far beyond the norm. This was no ordinary weapon — it was a horrifying demon. And Chu Feng was fighting using that demon.