The false sky experience calamitous shifts. It would be ripped asunder, divided by two magnificent auras of silver and amber-gold, and the next would be as two worlds collided producing soul-crushing sounds.

The two sovereigns stood in the absolute nothingness, immersed in their respective intents. The masked man radiated utter dominance that crushed all thoughts of dissent and defiance. Yan Zaizen radiated profound confidence and imperialistic stability that drew all near and ruled their thoughts.

The two intents of their False Grand Dao was extraordinary beyond description. Despite a blow not being exchanged, the near-misses and near-death were innumerable. If either of their daos failed in this clash, their souls would suffer irreparable damage, much like Yun Xuli.

"You wish to kill me? Do you have the ability?" Speaking calmly, Yan Zaizen spoke with a rich tone. Even though this nothingness contained no air for sound to travel, the words clearly echoed into the masked man's ears. He trembled slightly, his eyes narrowing.

"Unable to make me yield, unable to take me stay, unable to take my life, what type of sovereign are you?" His words were biting, piercing the masked man's heart deeply. Every syllable contained a profound essence of the Dao, clashing directly with the soul.

However, the effects were temporary. The masked man's dao was no less than Yan Zaizen's in quality or characteristics, both being exceptionally domineering and both possessing a quality exceptionally difficult to falter - Unyielding Confidence.

Underneath that mask, a smile of confidence that could ensnare the hearts of many formed. They were equal, one filled with dominance and the other with imperial power.

As far as Dao was concerned, there was no way two sovereigns possessing an unyielding belief in their selves would be subjected to defeat by the other.

Yan Zaizen discovered this fact as well. The battle of daos was intense, but often a victor cannot be determined. This was what Pinaka informed him earlier, and this truly displayed itself now.

"Haaa…I don't know why you wish to send yourself to an early grave, but I will oblige if you insist," Yan Zaizen tone was calm, but his words were as domineering as the heavens.

A flicker of white light surged from his Sirius Slaughter Robe. The aura of this light was like the aura of an apex predator, above all beasts in the food chain! Yan Zaizen's body suffused with a primal essence of beasts. His body's muscles thickened, his bones became like steel while his joints were as flexible as rubber.

The canines of his teeth sharpened, glistening with a surge of white light that contained a thick smell of blood. His sovereign's intent intermixed with a thick, overwhelming bloodlust!

Roar!

Unable to contain the immense bestial power circulating through his body, he roared violently. The dao sky above had surging waves and segregated into pieces. It was as if the fake sky became fake clouds! It was beautiful beyond belief.

This was Xiha's, the White Sirius Heavenly Monarch, personal Origin Armament! It contained the essence of his Law, the essence of his Path!

The masked man's eyes revealed shock, but this shock had a hint of disbelief and pain in its depths. "Tu Hanxu…" those words were soft, so soft that it seemed to melt as it exited his mouth.

"Suuuu...haaaa…" A deep breath later, the eyes filled with pain and shock vanished, and only battle intent remained. With his sword in hand, he no longer took a passive approach.

Boom!!!

A step forward propelled him like a rocket. In a fraction of a second, he was already before Yan Zaizen, his sword slicing towards his neck.

Yan Zaizen's retreated instantly. His movements were exceptionally fast as the power of the Sirius Slaughter Robe was wholly displayed. The sword missed by a wide margin of a thousand li. Yan Zaizen had already traversed this far with a small step back.

As he did, his eyes shined with brilliant light! "I'm fast!" He grew excited. He knew that if he were in the heavens and moved at this speed, he would've caused space to thoroughly collapse for tens of thousands of li with that single step!

"The robe also protects me from the counterforce of such speed!" During his battle with Yu Shi, his skin was peeled off and healed an astonishing number of times when he traveled less than a thousandth of this speed.

The masked man was unsurprised. He pointed his right index finger at Yan Zaizen. This finger at its point irradiated a white light. The white light contained a similar aura to the sword, an aura of indeterminate chaos.

Yan Zaizen could feel his surroundings. There was an invisible cage summoned instantly around, restricting his movements. It was tens of li wide, but it gave a dangerous feeling. "This was how he knocked me out of the spatial void," concluding, Yan Zaizen slightly frowned.

The masked man pulled his sword back and sliced it forward. Before long, Yan Zaizen's entire vision was eclipsed by a white light that felt dizzying to look at. The cage didn't hinder this sword light, it even seemed to strengthen as he passed through.

When Yan Zaizen saw this, his eyes glowed. His aura no longer was his own, but the indeterminate chaos that surged to envelop his body. He retreated once more, penetrating through the cage with no resistance.

With that, his eyes lit up.

As it did, the masked man's eyes noticeably dimmed. The method Yan Zaizen used had eliminated all his means of entrapment. "The law of mimicry...Yan Wuzen?" The masked man's eyes kept emitting brief bursts of pain. It was as if Yan Zaizen kept bringing up unfortunate memories.

While he wallowed in those memories, Yan Zaizen smirked. The confidence in his heart became even more stable. His heavenly shrine transformed, embodying the law of death. His aura grew dense with a deathly coldness that radiated outwards. This deathly aura was greedy, it even tried to absorb the nothingness that was the Vast Expanse, but it failed.

Yan Zaizen didn't mind this failure. He was sure that this space was beyond the heavenly laws anyhow. It would be shocking if it succeeded.

With Sky Shatter in hand, he advanced. Now his forward momentum had returned. Near instantly, he stood before the masked man with a raised warhammer intent to annihilate all! He swung viciously downward.

Noticing Yan Zaizen's approach, the masked man eyes showed no fear, only more emotion. This time it was deep hatred. "Siphoning Shadow of Death…" With those words, he matched Yan Zaizen's strike, sending his blade slashing upwards with no hesitation.

With warhammer vs sword, up to down and down to up, the outcome seemed fixed. However, as the weapons' clash caused a resounding boom, the two were blown away from each other for thousands of li with no winner in sight.

Sky Shatter's ripples were immersed in chaos before it could even reach the masked man's body. Even the shadow of death was eliminated without mercy.

"He's so strong!" Yan Zaizen was aghast! This was the first time he went equally against someone concerning pure strength. Let alone when he held Sky Shatter and the Sirius Slaughter Robe that enhanced his physical attributes to an astounding degree!

The masked man wasn't as shocked, but his eyes were flickering with profound light. That blow from Yan Zaizen contained his full strength, but the masked man's was the same.

However, this proved one thing: regarding physical strength...Yan Zaizen was weaker! This included the Origin Armaments as a factor. Yan Zaizen had the momentum and the angle, even a heavy weapon, but with all his advantages, they only came out even.

His expression became more solemn than ever before.