Daluo’s voice stopped abruptly because Yang Ye’s sword had arrived before him.

His expression didn’t change at all as he took a small step back and pushed his right palm forward. A pitch black rod appeared in his grasp, and he grabbed it tightly before stabbing it forward.

The rod struck straight against the tip of Yang Ye’s sword.

Clang!

A sharp explosion resounded.

The powerful force from the collision blasted both of them backwards. Suddenly, Daluo’s rod transformed into a ray of black light that shot up into the air before immediately slamming down at Yang Ye.

Yang Ye took a step back and raised his hands. A sword floated above each of his palms while a huge ethereal sword appeared around him.

Yang Ye had split his attention into three.

Yang Ye stomped his right foot down, and then three rays of light flashed instantaneously.

Meanwhile, the black ray of light had enveloped Yang Ye’s sword energy. However, it only took a moment for the sword energy to slice it apart, and they...