High above the sky, Laozi and the Fourth Insect Emperor stood facing each other from a distance, their auras surging so violently that the surrounding space itself began to distort. With a cold look in his eyes, the Fourth Insect Emperor made the first move, shooting a pitch-black beam of light straight from his palm toward Laozi. Unfazed, Laozi lightly waved the fly whisk in his hand, sending a snow-white beam of light to meet it head-on. The black and white rays collided with a deafening roar, and the clouds all around vanished into nothingness in an instant.
Inwardly, Laozi was somewhat startled, realizing that the Fourth Insect Emperor's strength was not to be underestimated, yet outwardly he remained completely calm. He chanted incantations under his breath as the radiance around him grew increasingly blinding. Seeing this, the Fourth Insect Emperor curled his lips in a sneer of disdain and formed hand seals at lightning speed. Countless black insects poured out from his back, rushing toward Laozi like a overwhelming tide. Frowning slightly, Laozi pressed his palms together, and a massive Taiji Diagram materialized before him, intercepting the horde of black insects entirely.
"Hmph, you've got some skill!" the Fourth Insect Emperor roared. His aura surged once more as he clenched his fists and lunged fiercely at Laozi.
Chapter 211