Two dark purple phoenixes were battling in the sky, their clear cries echoing continuously. Waves of sound spread out, causing many weaker individuals to suffer misfortunes as their blood and Qi reversed and surged within them.
"Hmm?"
The Great Elder of the Netherworld Sect furrowed his brows, channeling powerful netherworld power into the dark purple phoenix in his palm, constantly maintaining its strength. He hadn't expected that his magic would end in a draw with Lin Mo.
Lin Mo also had a purple aura rising into the sky, continuously injecting netherworld power into the dark purple phoenix.
Although both were Second Seal Nether Pattern Masters, the Great Elder of the Netherworld Sect had spent much more time in cultivation and research of netherworld power than Lin Mo. However, he could feel that although Lin Mo had just stepped into becoming a Second Seal Nether Pattern Master, his netherworld power was extremely pure, which was why he could hold his ground.
