Void, a space where no energy can exist, especially now that it has been reinforced by the cosmic consciousness, making it even more resilient. This was a place specially created for Chen Tian and the Evil Spirit Emperor to battle. Chen Tian and the Evil Spirit Emperor looked at each other. The Evil Spirit Emperor knew that this body was not enough to kill Chen Tian. His death would come after he broke through the seal, but before that, he needed to probe the opponent's strength.
This was not his own body, so its destruction would not have much impact. How could Chen Tian not know this thought? He had no intention of using his full strength from the start, but rather to conceal his power, making the Evil Spirit Emperor believe that his current strength was his limit. Then, at the final decisive battle, he would catch him off guard. This was his plan.
Both had their own hidden agendas. They stepped forward, and with powerful impacts, it was impossible to tell when they were moving. Only after hearing the sounds did their figures disappear. The sound came first, followed by the movement. Such a scene had never been witnessed before. This battle had surpassed the understanding of cultivators. Normally, the body should move first and then produce sound. How could the sound of collision occur before the body moved?
Could it be that their speed was so fast that even time and space could not capture them?
Such a concept was impossible. Beings of that caliber had yet to appear. In the center of the two beams of light, fists clenched, black and white energy condensed and covered them. The left fist was black, and the right fist was white. The power of Yin and Yang was displayed. Their fists swept out violently. The left fist was swung out and caught by the Evil Spirit Emperor's fist. Facing the attack without showing weakness, he countered each move. First, he threw out his left fist, and against the right fist, he blocked with his arm.
The arm blocked it, and then both palms pushed forward in a straight line towards the waist. How could he let the opponent succeed? Arms crossed, hands struck the arms, and this attack was defended. Of course, it was not over yet. The left leg was raised, and Chen Tian's figure followed. Activating Extreme Evasion, this kick grazed above the eyeballs. Seizing this gap, he bent his left leg and formed an energy scythe.
With a horizontal sweep of the scythe, the Evil Spirit Emperor tilted his head back, and the scythe grazed the front of his neck, missing it by the narrowest of margins. Seeing that the opponent's evasive movements were the same as his own, the Evil Spirit Emperor was not shocked at all. The Evil Spirit Emperor's ability was to perfectly imitate a person's movements, habits, and even fighting style. As for other martial arts techniques, they were not included.
However, imitation included abilities and combat experience. It was equivalent to fighting yourself, and defeating yourself was not an easy task. The Evil Spirit Emperor pulled away, and from the previous battle, it was clear that he had more combat experience than he did thousands of years ago. Therefore, fighting him with familiarity was not feasible; he knew this very well.
"Your imitation ability is still as monstrous as ever."
He easily imitated the Extreme Evasion technique. In critical moments, Extreme Evasion could dodge fatal attacks. Now that both sides could use it, the battle became even more difficult.
"You too. I need to re-imitate my understanding of you."
"I won't give you the chance to imitate me."
He would absolutely not let the Evil Spirit Emperor successfully imitate him. He had to resolve him before the imitation was complete, or the situation would become a fifty-fifty draw. With the Evil Spirit Emperor's innate abilities and techniques, winning would be even more difficult.
This was a fierce battle, fought without regard for any methods. Any method that could defeat the opponent was a good one. To win, one had to resort to any means.
Fighting oneself was inherently difficult. Chen Tian knew what the Evil Spirit Emperor would look like after the imitation was complete, and he would not give him the chance.
He stepped forward, transforming into clones. The clones were identical to the main body. The Evil Spirit Emperor said indifferently, "I can do this move too."
He originally couldn't. Don't forget that he was now in control of Xie Shang's body. Xie Shang's abilities and techniques were all his own. The figures split, and four or five clones charged towards the clones, and the clones clashed with each other.
The two main bodies were fighting fiercely, their fists and palms colliding. One side attacked with broad, powerful blows, while the other defended with ethereal movements, nullifying attacks within its defense.
The battle was inseparable. As for the clones, they had their own consciousness, and their battles were also like this.
Winning this battle was not simple. In the center of the collision, explosions occurred, and figures retreated together. On their palms, various energies such as the Five Elements, stars, Yin, and Yang were fused. These energies could not be imitated.
Even so, they were still at a stalemate in terms of hand-to-hand combat.
"It seems we need to get serious."
"That's what I think."
Both sides agreed. One was testing the opponent's strength, the more serious the better. The other was concealing his strength, continuing his act to create the wrong impression. Of course, the Evil Spirit Emperor's thoughts were clearly known, which was why he chose to act, turning the tables.
He still didn't know he had fallen into a trap. Whether he could detect it depended on his observation.
An energy longsword condensed in his hand. Why a longsword and not twin blades? Because after accepting the memories of reincarnation, his understanding of swordsmanship had broken through the limit. His twin blades had not yet reached their limit. In terms of weapon comprehension, the longsword was better. The second reason was that his first life used a longsword, which would make the Evil Spirit Emperor think that he was still a sword cultivator in this life.
"Oh, you're still a sword cultivator in this life? It's laughable that you know how well I understand you, yet you still cultivate the sword in this life. This battle is mine to win."
"That's not necessarily true!"
His tone exuded confidence. For some reason, this confidence surged. He understood swordsmanship like never before and didn't believe he would be defeated by sword techniques. In his first life, he had imitated all the sword techniques used with a longsword and even found their flaws, which was why he was no match for him later. Everything had been thoroughly imitated.
Facing an identical enemy, who also found flaws from within himself, how could he fight? This was what led to the contract later.
"Then let me see how much you've improved."
The Evil Spirit Emperor roared, gripping his longsword. Having imitated sword techniques, he naturally used a longsword. A longsword against a longsword, coupled with his understanding and knowledge of flaws, destined this battle for him to win. Unless there was growth, but what if there was growth? If you grew, I could imitate you, and in the end, I would still win.
Confident in his imitation ability, he never worried about techniques that couldn't be imitated. Two sword lights shot towards each other. As for the clones, they had already annihilated each other.
In the Nine Heavens, Zhan Tian had a slight advantage in the battle. His defenses were so strong against the attacks that they couldn't cause effective damage. Xie Ou was thinking of a solution in his mind. The old man before him was completely resistant to his charm ability, rendering it useless, thus losing one of his means.
"Boom!"
They both retreated. He said, "You old immortal, how can you bear to attack a weak woman like me."
"Give up. Your charm is useless against me."
The old man said with a calm expression. Indeed, he was not affected. If it were any other cultivator, they would have already been dazed and become his subordinate, without needing to fight.
It could only be said that he was countered.
While the battles were taking place on both sides, in three unknown locations in the Divine Realm, Earth, and the Cultivation World, three chains snapped. As the chains broke, spatial fluctuations occurred, and three black shadows dissipated. No one noticed any of this.