Sure, here's the translated text:
Brilliant sword rain and torrents of black thunder clashed and obliterated in the air.
Each time the sword shadows were engulfed by darkness, even fiercer sword shadows emerged from Chen Yi's body to replenish them. Every time the darkness was purified by light, deeper waves of ignorance surged from the Demon Lord's body.
The collision between the two was no longer a mere erosion, but more like two fundamental laws vying for dominion over this realm.
Chen Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.
The Resentment Demon Master was not easy to deal with. As the dreaded Demon Master of the Ming'an Divine Sect, its mere existence instilled fear in all beings.
The swirling darkness seemed alive, each impact carried the devilish sounds that eroded the Taoist Heart, countless shattered resentments condensed into tangible blades, seemingly intent on piercing the glorious light.
