All Heavens and Myriad Worlds Training Ground, Life and Death Arena.
The void had been frozen solid by an invisible force. Only two figures emanating towering might faced each other across the distance, their killing intent filling every inch of space.
Boom!
Accompanied by a terrifying explosion capable of tearing apart souls, a dazzling sword light carrying the intent to judge all laws and shatter heaven and earth slammed fiercely into a savage demonic spear entwined with the wails of endless Wrathful Spirits and exuding an aura of darkness that devoured all things.
At the center of the collision, space rippled like a fragile lake surface. Violent energy turbulence, like prehistoric beasts gone berserk, swept madly in every direction.
Pfft!
Demonic Cultivator Jiao Hongchang's face suddenly turned pale, and the sweetness of blood rose in his throat as he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
He only felt an irresistible, overwhelming force surge through the demonic spear in his hand. That power contained not only ultimate sharpness, but also a terrifying intent that seemed poised to cut down both his demonic essence and soul.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Jiao Hongchang's feet uncontrollably stamped backward again and again.
Every step left a deep imprint in midair. His body flew backward like a kite with its string snapped, and in the blink of an eye, the force of that sword had sent him flying thousands of miles away.
At the other end of the Life and Death Arena.
Chen Fei stood unmoving, like a divine mountain that had existed since ancient times. He slowly withdrew the longsword in his hand, its tip angled toward the ground.
The sword was dark gold throughout, its blade naturally etched with countless fine and mysterious patterns, as though it contained the ultimate truths of heaven and