On the Eight Extremes Star, I awakened the twelve talismans.

The horse spun rapidly, transforming into a giant, blood-red cutting disc.

Using the legs as the axis and the body to drive the arms, each strike delivers a tangible, blood-red slash.

The entire cutting disc spun rapidly in the poison, the slashes as dense as cloth, layer upon layer weaving into an impenetrable net of death.

The massive slashes flew precisely towards the location of the purple eye, each slash being thousands of meters long.

The poisonous monsters surrounding him were powerless against the crimson slash.

They all shattered into poisonous mist, which was then blown away without a trace by the fierce wind.

A single strike of Blade Chaos Lightning instantly cleared away all the poisonous mist, restoring normal vision.

Before the aftershocks of the slash had even dissipated, the horse's figure had already reappeared from the blood-red cutting disc.

His gaze pierced through the dissipating poisonous fog, locking onto the location where the purple-eyed man was hiding: "Want to know? Maybe in your next life."

Poison was nothing more than a gentle breeze to him.

Covered in blood, he was immune to all poisons.

The purple-eyed figure, hidden in the shadows, swept his sword horizontally, deflecting all the blood-red slashes.

"Okay, just don't die too quickly."

The two disappeared from the spot at the same time.

With pure speed and power, it can even rival the speed of light.

With no air resistance in space, their speed soared to its limit under the impetus of their respective forces.

Two beams of light, one red and one purple, collided violently in space.

All planetary debris within hundreds of kilometers of the impact point was pulverized by the shockwave. The impact continued to spread outward, tearing open the atmospheres of several other desolate planets in the orbit of the Eight Extremes.

A fragment of an asteroid thousands of kilometers in diameter happened to drift into the trajectory of the two's confrontation and was pierced through more than a dozen times in a single second, shattering it from its core to its surface.

Before the fragments could fly far, they were caught up by the shockwave of the next collision and exploded into countless silent rock fireworks.

Master Ma's every punch carries a devastating intent, and every collision is an extreme display of power.

Purple Eyes used poisonous mist as wings, weaving and darting through the gaps in the dense fist energy, her body constantly switching between solid form and poisonous mist.

Extremely difficult to deal with, even slipperier than a loach.

The two continued to move in their battle trajectory.

They traveled from one galaxy to another, traversing an extremely vast distance, and all the planets they encountered along the way suffered collateral damage.

The eight planets of the Eight Extremes Star also became victims of this deadly battle.

Even so, the two fought with increasing ferocity, each determined to kill the other without holding back.

The battle continues.

The concept of time gradually became blurred during this duel.

The position of the stars kept changing around them, but they were completely unaware of it, their eyes only focused on their opponent's movements.

The battle lasted for a month.

For a battle of their caliber, a month-long all-out struggle is itself an extremely terrifying war of attrition.

The two figures briefly separated after a collision.

Purple Eyes stood on an irregular fragment of a planet. Her armor was tattered, the armor on her left shoulder was completely ripped off, and the arm guard on her right arm was completely shattered, revealing a pale arm covered with crisscrossing wounds.

The purple blood quickly congealed into dark purple beads in the vacuum, floating around her.

His long hair was stuck to his cheeks with sweat and blood, and his breathing was rapid and heavy.

After fighting for so long, her poison had no effect on the horse.

With their greatest reliance gone, they can only rely on pure close combat and poison creations to fight back, but these methods are always passive in the face of the Eight Extremes Heaven.

Various poisons can only serve to deplete the body's resources.

On the other hand, Master Ma was clearly in better form.

His blood-stained clothes still covered his entire body, remaining intact even after a month of relentless bombing.

His breathing was deep and even, and he maintained his berserk state for a whole month without showing any signs of fatigue.

This demonstrates the depth of their strength and the breadth of their foundation.

"Purple Eyes, do you have any last words before you die?" Ma said, uttering each word as he pronounced Purple Eyes' death sentence.

He silently unleashed the Shadow Flow technique, his figure swaying slightly as clones were separated and sparsely appeared around the purple eye.

Including the main body, there are a total of eight figures, each covered in a complete blood-stained garment, and each radiating energy fluctuations of equal intensity.

Eight horses blocked all possible escape routes for Purple Eyes.

Purple Eyes clutched her chest with one hand, but her gaze was not as unfocused as that of a dying person.

Instead, she raised her eyes and scanned the eight horses' encirclement formation.

A hoarse and mournful laugh escaped his throat, a resentment that had fermented from extreme unwillingness.

"Years ago, I finally got this opportunity to plant the Devouring Poison in you, all to secure victory in this battle. I calculated that your physique could withstand it for over thirty years, that your strength would be reduced to less than one-tenth under the erosion of the Devouring Poison, and that I would win this battle. I calculated everything perfectly!"

"I just don't know which damned bastard unleashed it."

"If I find out who it was, I'll kill him. If it weren't for outsiders helping us, things wouldn't be like this now. I hate it!"

"True strength never deigns to resort to underhanded tricks." Master Ma's voice was calm and indifferent.

The clones moved forward simultaneously, narrowing the encirclement slightly.

The sense of oppression increased.

"Having fallen for a trick once, I'm not foolish enough to fall for it again. I've made ample preparations for this battle, drawing on the strengths of many schools of thought to rebuild the Eight Extremes Heaven, and I've been waiting for you for over thirty years."

"You think you're plotting against me, but I'm plotting against you too. Even if the poison isn't eradicated, you're still doomed to lose this battle."

Because the horse had long been prepared to perish together with the enemy.

He slowly raised his right hand, and his eight clones raised their right hands at the same time. The sky-shattering light on their fists began to condense, and their movements were as if they were one person.

The target is purple eyes.

Ma continued, his words carrying a complex meaning: "However, the way things turned out was something I never expected."

"I spent so much effort trying to get rid of the toxins, but instead, things just got worse, and it was resolved so easily."

When Ma said this, there was a sense of relief in his tone.

He made all the preparations, considered all the possibilities, and envisioned the worst-case scenario.

This includes perishing together with Purple Eyes.

He had mentally prepared himself, but then fate played a cruel joke on him.

Ye Han arrived, and the poison that had plagued him for years was resolved with such ease.

Since they can attack at their peak, there's no need to choose mutual destruction.

"Since you have no last words, I will send you on your way."

"Wait!"

Purple Eyes raised his hand and shouted, stopping the horse's movement.

"Hmph, what else do you have to say?" The horse's eight clones did not retract the Heaven Collapse, but merely paused their movements.

Eight beams of Heaven-Shattering Fist light locked onto Zi Yan. If she made any sudden movement, Heaven-Shattering Fist would strike her in an instant.

"Are you so sure I'll die today?"

Purple Eyes smiled.

There seemed to be something different about that smile; it wasn't the expression of someone who was about to die.