Bai Chen and Zhi Hua Tien’s spirit shadow continued to fight each other. There was movement after movement. It was as if this was going to go on forever.
Boom!
Each time that Bai Chen’s hand slammed against the claws, the air around did not seem to be able to handle it. The air exploded.
They bounced back twenty steps apart. The spirit shadow was standing on the bright blue coffin with the real Zhi Hua Tien’s body inside.
As for Bai Chen, he was standing on the blue throne. They looked each other in the eye; both pairs shone with an intent to kill. Their malicious killing aura enfolded them.
Moreover, they were also covered with their qi vapour.
Bai Chen’s qi vapour was bright silver like a star shining in the sky. Zhi Hua Tien’s was pitch-black like the night sky.
“You’re not bad to be able to fight on equal footing with me like this.” The spirit shadow spoke coldly. His face looked vicious. It was completely pale.
Even in spirit, its facial expression was still obvious.