BOOM!
While Chi Tian was still reveling in his delight, the aura around Ye Wushuang erupted. The attack he had been brewing descended like a torrential storm, blanketing everything.
Chi Tian's joy vanished in an instant. He stomped his foot, using the reactive force to blast backward in retreat.
Ye Wushuang was too direct.
He had attacked without saying a single word.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Crimson saber glints hacked down onto the Celestial Ladder. The forty-sixth step and all those below it trembled, on the verge of collapse.
"The strongest disciples have started to fight."
The people rushing up from below halted, fixing their gazes upward and extending their Divine Sense.
They saw figures flickering above, constantly clashing. Rings of energy transformed into hurricane-like storms that swept downward, slamming into the people below.
"It's that God of Slaughter fighting one of the strongest disciples!"
