“Equal again, as expected…” Clone Xuan’s expression flickered, before he said to Xuan a few seconds later.

“No, it’s not equal again. It’ll definitely be equal. Fighting like this is the only way to be a true final battle, and the only way to conform to its objective.” Xuan suddenly looked at the sky as he said.

The two were floating in the air as before, with a woman, Zhang Xiaoxue who was carrying the Godseal Board, besides clone Xuan. Half an hour had passed...