However, he clearly felt the ebb and flow, and the opponent's pressure grew stronger.
"No, if I stop channeling my spiritual power, I'll still die."
Gonggong coughed and said slowly, "Alas, it seems I have to step in. What a bother to fight."
But as he hesitated, the ball of flame suddenly surged back, expanding outwards. A torrent of flames, like a flood, rushed towards Zhurong, engulfing the sky and stretching to the horizon.
Gonggong's expression changed: "No way."
He decided to act. He felt this person was worth his effort.
With a casual wave, countless water droplets dispersed in the air, then transformed into water arrows, flying towards Mo Qi. They were dense, blocking out the sky and earth, reaching from heaven to ground.
A ball of fire in front of Mo Qi met them, and upon contact, sizzling sounds arose continuously.
Wisps of white mist emerged as the flames around Mo Qi were scattered. The remaining rain arrows surged upwards, propelling Mo Qi, who was sent flying backward and crashed to the ground.
However, Zhurong was not saved. He had already been engulfed by the immense flames, instantly reduced to ashes.
Gonggong thought Mo Qi was finished and clapped his hands, "Although we lost a major general, at least we dealt with him."
Yet, as he looked up, he saw Mo Qi get back up, looking relaxed, as if not seriously injured.
Gonggong was utterly shocked and stood frozen.
Emperor and the others were also greatly surprised. Their most troublesome opponent had been dealt with by the new Heavenly Emperor.
It seemed the new Heavenly Emperor was not without reason for being favored by the Heavenly Emperor.
Only Mo Qi knew that Zhurong had brought this upon himself. Why choose the sun's fire of all things, not knowing that the sun's fire was now under his command?
Regardless, after this battle, Emperor's side's morale soared. Everyone was invigorated, their combat power seemingly increased significantly.
The Four Imperials, who were initially at a disadvantage against the Four Frenzied ones, suddenly surged in power and began to gain the upper hand.
The others also fought more bravely, and Gonggong's side gradually began to lose, showing signs of a complete rout.
Mo Qi saw the Fish Clan Chief facing off against Xiao Tie, and other merfolk also stood with Gonggong.
Mo Qi was greatly surprised and asked loudly, "Fish Clan Chief, why are you helping this villain? He is trying to destroy the Milky Way world!"
The Fish Clan Chief sighed, "Sheng'er is in his hands."
A simple sentence conveyed a myriad of sorrow and unwillingness.
Mo Qi asked no further questions.
The one who tied the knot must untie it. If Gonggong was dealt with, all problems would be solved.
Gonggong was enraged, but his tone was very calm: "You succeeded, you succeeded in attracting my attention, but this also heralds your tragic end."
"Your tragic end began when you angered and struck Buzhou Mountain. I have been waiting for this day. Let's settle our accounts from our past and present lives," Mo Qi said calmly.
"Oh, so it's reincarnation," Gonggong nodded in understanding. "I thought so. Ye Yun died long ago, how could he still be alive? It's good that you successfully reincarnated. You should cherish this beautiful time, why are you so troubled?"
"If you weren't dead, how could I be at peace?" Mo Qi replied.
"Your tongue is quite nimble, a world of difference from your past life. But I like you this way, and I also like beating up people like you."
As Gonggong spoke, he waved his hand again, and countless water swords appeared densely, striking towards Mo Qi.
These water swords cut through the air, creating huge air currents. Gales and giant waves churned in the air. Before Mo Qi could even form a hand seal, he lost his footing and was sent flying backward.
At the same time, sharp water swords pierced the air. Even from a distance, they exuded a fierce killing intent.
Mo Qi was greatly shocked. He had guessed there was a gap between him and Gonggong, but he hadn't expected it to be so obvious.
It seemed Gonggong's cultivation had also reached the Pangu realm. No wonder he was always clamoring to challenge the Heavenly Emperor.
No wonder he was so arrogant and looked down on everyone.
He indeed had the capital to be arrogant.
However, Mo Qi was not one to accept fate!
He immediately used the air to spin rapidly, instantly creating two circles of red mist on either side of his body, spreading out like a roc's wings. The wings then intertwined in front of him, separated, intertwined again, and so on, like interlocking gears, advancing forward with great sweeps.
Creaking sounds echoed continuously.
Heavy explosions resounded in the air.
Powerful air currents rippled outwards into the surrounding space, stirring up fierce winds and waves that blew people and objects far away.
Those fighting nearby were blown off balance, thrown into chaos.
Some weaker individuals were injured by fragments of divine power, lightly or severely, and fled in haste.
Mo Qi unleashed the Phoenix Fire Dance Technique, and the constantly interlocking red mist tore through the arrow rain layer by layer.
However, the backlash from the red mist itself was greater, and it became increasingly faint.
Gonggong, without even looking at Mo Qi, cast his gaze aside with extreme disdain, "I haven't even exerted myself, and you're already failing."
As the arrow rain pressed down, almost suffocating him to the point where he couldn't unleash his divine abilities.
If this continued, Mo Qi would inevitably be swallowed by the arrow rain.
At the critical moment, Mo Qi drew his hands through the air, causing the air to suddenly wrinkle. The arrow rain abruptly changed course, striking towards Gonggong himself.
Gonggong was somewhat surprised and taken aback, "Interesting!"
As he spoke, Gonggong used his hand as a blade and slashed downwards with force. A faint water sword appeared in the air, descending from above as if the air itself was splitting. At the location of the spatial wrinkle, the space suddenly tore open. The arrow rain, which had changed course, seemed to lose its support and fell back to the ground, transforming into mist in the air and quickly dissipating.
Spatial techniques seemed unable to deal with him either.
Mo Qi dared not hesitate and quickly changed his strategy.
He knew the gap between himself and his opponent, and could only seize the initiative through rapid attacks. Otherwise, when Gonggong initiated his attack, he would have no chance.
He formed a hand seal, silently chanting, "Laws of Heaven and Earth, Rivers Flow Backwards."
Gonggong felt his meridians tighten abruptly, as if something was pulling him back.
This was not to be underestimated. Gonggong immediately channeled his water divine power inwards to resist the invisible force pulling him back.
Although he bore great pressure, his expression remained calm: "Don't flaunt your sorcery in front of me, it's embarrassing."
Mo Qi snorted coldly, seeing that he was merely holding on, and continued to push.
Gonggong suddenly flicked his hand, and a ripple of water appeared out of nowhere in the air. Like a giant dragon, it slammed into Mo Qi, knocking him to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
"I wasn't even trying, and you're still pushing it. Do you really think you can fight me to a draw?" Gonggong said.
At this moment, Mo Qi truly recognized Gonggong's strength. His divine power had reached a point of effortless control. With a casual wave, divine power appeared as if it was one with heaven and earth. As for himself, he still had to form hand seals, build momentum, and borrow strength. They were simply not on the same level.
Seeing that Mo Qi was no match for Gonggong, Shui Han could no longer sit still. He moved, forming a flower shadow in the air. The flower shadow spun rapidly, quickly condensing divine light.