Fire blazed and exploded, its flames golden-red.
Sword light cascaded like a splendid, ethereal dragon soaring across the sky in an instant. Yet, just as it was about to reach its target, it was firmly grasped by a dark iron claw. Between them, terrifying vibrations and intense booms resounded!
"Clang, clang, clang..."
Both parties wrestled, and from their fists and sword bodies, visible white ripples spread out continuously, mingled with some golden sparks.
"Hahaha..."
Bai Xiao, with his strong and towering stature, still stood his ground, emitting a burning, fearsome body heat that raised the surrounding air temperature by several degrees. An arm as thick as an average person's thigh stretched out, its surface seemingly covered with thick, resilient armor, impervious to water and fire, invulnerable to weapons.
Even such a sharp Rashamon Blade under intense pressure,
could not leave even a shallow scratch on his palm.