Victory in One Move

The two of them both gathered their strength, their bodies emanating towering auras and waves of intense fluctuations, like thousands upon thousands of troops charging forward.

The Heavenly River Spring Eye continued to gush water, violently washing over the two present.

Fan Lang chose to use the fluctuations around his body to break apart the incoming current, going against the flow. White Impermanence did the exact opposite. He allowed the water to wash over him and even merged his Blade Aura with the current, going with the flow.

When experts clashed, timing, terrain, and human factors could all have a decisive influence. Even the environmental advantage had to be calculated. As for one's state of mind, condition, and so on, they were even more crucial to victory.

The two stared at each other, waiting for the moment to strike.

There was no need to verbally declare the start. When that moment arrived, they would naturally make their moves.

Waiting.

Oppression.

Then, eruption!

White Impermanence suddenly drew his blade, employing the Drawing Sword Technique. Through the motion of drawing the blade, he accelerated the strike.

A cold gleam flashed forth, illuminating every direction and turning everything into a vast expanse of white.

When the Cold Blade emerged, all became bleak; White Impermanence severed souls and claimed lives!

The surroundings had all turned white, yet the area where Fan Lang stood retained its original colors. His edge was fully exposed, and his martial heart was resolute. How could he allow anyone else to alter it?

White Impermanence's strike was swift and fierce. The blade in his hand spun and swept out, the white radiance forming a wheel as it chopped down at Fan Lang's head.

Only then did Fan Lang make his move. His technique was launched later but arrived first. The