The entire arena had become the domain of thunder.
Xu Jin held a long sword, his gaze fixed on Yuyang Daozi. His form subtly tested forward, only to draw a torrential assault of thunder.
It had to be said, today's Yuyang Daozi was truly a different person from their last match.
Or perhaps he had undergone targeted training specifically against Xu Jin.
Xu Jin felt the constant pulling and tearing of the surrounding space by Yuyang's divine techniques, all while searching for an opportune moment.
Against an opponent like this, no amount of caution was excessive.
At the same cultivation level, though Xu Jin might hold the advantage in strength, it didn't mean he could let his guard down.
Yuyang Dao stood in mid-air, his purple spiritual wooden sword transformed into flowing thunder, protecting him on all sides.
For Yuyang Daozi, this was an absolutely fierce battle, but also a pure enjoyment.
Because unlike Chu Xingchen, who relied on verbal attacks, Xu Jin's fighting style was rather straightforward and silent, making the fight at least much more pleasant for him.
"Divine Technique—Eight Fleeting Moments."
Yuyang Daozi raised his hand, grasping the flowing thunder beside him. In the next moment, as if traversing time and space, he flashed to Xu Jin's side.
He raised the thunder in his hand, as if holding judgment, and fiercely struck down at Xu Jin.
"Divine Technique—Nine Leaps to the Heavens!"
Xu Jin suddenly felt an overwhelming pressure rolling toward him. He quickly retreated, his gaze shifting to see nothing but endless thunder.
The thunder's speed was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it engulfed Xu Jin.
Boom!
Like divine thunder falling from the nine heavens.
The terrifying energy swept everything, and outside the arena, formation arrays erupted with brilliant light, absorbing the surging thunder that rushed outward.
But in the next moment, a brilliant white light bloomed from within the thunder, shaking the rolling thunder.
A white light appeared in Xu Jin's eyes, true essence surrounding him. With a single sword strike, he pierced through the thunder and charged straight toward Yuyang Daozi.
A slight smile appeared on Yuyang Daozi's face. He raised the thunder in his hand and pressed down toward Xu Jin.
As the two clashed, the violent aftermath directly blasted the surrounding area into craters.
Feeling the terrifying force coming at him, Xu Jin couldn't help but reveal a slight smile as well.
Two people who couldn't afford to lose were now both immersed in this battle.
Outside the arena, Yan Yun watched this matchup with a calm gaze.
At the same time, her mind continuously simulated what might happen if she faced both of them in a match.
But in a moment, her gaze suddenly shifted to the position beside her—her master and Chu Xingchen hadn't come.
There was a reason for her master's absence, but Chu Xingchen not coming to watch the excitement was a bit unlike his character.
Yan Yun's gaze then turned to Bai Xuanling beside her.
Bai Xuanling leaned against his chair, his gaze seemingly fixed on the two combatants within the water-mirror realm.
Yan Yun quickly judged that Bai Xuanling's attention was probably not on the match at all. She suddenly spoke softly:
"Shishu Bai."
Bai Xuanling's gaze shifted, looking at the calling Yan Yun with a puzzled tone:
"What is it?"
Yan Yun asked calmly, "What are my master and Chu Xingchen doing?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Xuanling suddenly chuckled lightly: "In that kid's words, they've probably gone to court death."
Yan Yun frowned slightly, not quite understanding the meaning.
Bai Xuanling said indifferently: "When watching a match, I'd trust your master to handle things properly. You'd be better off worrying about your next opponent."
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Chu Xingchen's expression was slightly grave as his gaze fixed on Li Moze above, who remained calm.
As the head of the Xuanqing Tian Sect, when offering guidance, Li Moze naturally couldn't rely on his own cultivation to bully a junior, otherwise, even winning would be considered shameful.
The Eighteen Immortal Sects had to maintain their dignity.
His cultivation was naturally suppressed to the same level.
But even at the same level, Li Moze was a sect head who had fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. His combat experience and understanding of divine techniques, not to mention his grasp of the cultivation realm, were completely different, and his methods were surprisingly numerous.
At least the strange domain he had unleashed from the very start of the fight was quite peculiar.
This also meant that although Li Moze appeared calm, his true intention to go all out had been exposed without a doubt.
Li Moze held a single sword, spiritual power rippling from his body, but at this moment, the world was obscured by pure white.
The surrounding world seemed to fall entirely into Li Moze's hands, subject to his control.
Li Moze casually gripped his long sword, and in the next moment, he crossed an unknown distance, slashing down with a sword. Terrifying spiritual power condensed into a single point, as if tearing through time and space as it struck toward Chu Xingchen, while he also warned:
"Be careful."
Chu Xingchen raised the myriad streams of spiritual power wrapped around his hands, the Ying Ling Dafa operating at full capacity, meeting the attack without showing any weakness.
At the moment of their clash, Li Moze's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling the terrifying spiritual power that flowed like water.
This... was a top-tier divine technique he had never seen before.
Although it didn't seem to have been cultivated to the Great Perfection stage and appeared somewhat immature, there was no doubt that this divine technique was among the absolute best.
The Tianyan Sect had kept such a card hidden?
Chu Xingchen felt Li Moze's power for a moment. Although it seemed intimidating, once he engaged with someone at the same cultivation level...
It seemed rather ordinary. At least, Chu Xingchen didn't feel he was at a disadvantage.
Chu Xingchen suddenly grinned: "Senior Li, be careful."
In the next moment, the myriad streams in his hands suddenly transformed into a great blade. A terrifying blood energy emerged from Chu Xingchen's body, like an Asura blood sea, surging forth like a tsunami in the blink of an eye. It devoured the spiritual power and madly rushed toward Li Moze.
Li Moze frowned, his spiritual power surging violently. A flash of white light swept through as he slashed open the overwhelming blood energy that surged toward him.
This pure blood energy was clearly the method of a high-level demonic cultivator!
And not just any demonic cultivator, but a top-tier one.
Li Moze looked down at Chu Xingchen with an extremely solemn expression, but in the next moment, the great blade in Chu Xingchen's hands transformed back into a long sword.
The next moment, Li Moze's eyes widened.
He saw a righteous aura gushing from the long sword, transforming into endless sword qi that shot toward him.
In his lifetime, Li Moze prided himself on having seen everything, having faced all kinds of opponents, having encountered all sorts of bizarre people.
All sorts of people, all sorts of strange things.
But what was happening before him truly broadened Li Moze's horizons.
A top-tier demonic cultivator wielding righteous aura?!
He had thought the Tianyan Sect had lost its principles... but he never imagined something so abstract could happen?
But compared to the righteous aura changing its nature, Li Moze actually suspected this blood energy must have another explanation.
But this time, he truly had his eyes opened.
Li Moze didn't dwell on it too much. Whatever the situation, they would deal with it after the fight. He looked at Chu Xingchen, and facing the incoming righteous sword intent, he raised his hand and slashed down.
Terrifying spiritual power surged wantonly, easily crushing the incoming righteous sword intent.
To Li Moze, this righteous sword intent was even more immature than that water sword divine technique.
The righteous sword qi was completely shattered. Li Moze's gaze fell upon Chu Xingchen, just as he was about to show this kid some real strength.
He saw Chu Xingchen's spiritual power churning and surging. The myriad streams behind him transformed into a million blades, obscuring the sky and covering the earth like a tidal wave that surged forth. He shouted:
"Ying Ling Dafa—Silent Water Realm!"
Li Moze's eyes narrowed, his expression extremely solemn. Truly... a new generation replaces the old.
However, mountains are built up over time.
"Tai Xuan—All Things Return to One"
Chu Xingchen grinned slightly, silently chanting in his heart;
"Bai Qing Dafa—Flower in the Mirror, Moon in the Water."
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