Dust Settles, A Different World!

"Ye brother, forgive me."

Qin Tian, hailed as one of the twin prides, undoubtedly possessed strength and skill.

Holding a sword in his left hand and a saber in his right, he executed feats that ordinary people couldn't, with effortless mastery.

The crisscrossing saber and sword generated unparalleled power, directly engulfing Ye Yang.

At that moment, the entire world trembled, as if it couldn't withstand the might of his attack.

"Roar..."

Leaping high, the Sword Dragon behind him coordinated perfectly, opening its massive jaws to swallow, truly achieving man and sword as one.

Buzz

When man and sword became one, they unleashed a dazzling light. At that moment, even the moon in the sky paled in comparison, as if a sun had appeared out of nowhere, particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

"Kill..."

The Seven Forms of Heaven's Rupture emphasized building momentum, each move stronger and faster than the last, with the preceding move setting the stage for the next. Only when all seven forms merged did it unleash its true power.

Clang!

The two strongest attacks collided, creating an earth-shattering sound.

"Good kid, you're something else! I didn't expect you to be this strong!"

The Abbot of White Cloud, while marveling, was also filled with emotion. He had prepared himself mentally, but the destruction caused by the two's battle exceeded his imagination.

At that moment, when the two streams of light collided, when their killing moves annihilated each other, the barrier he had personally set up almost couldn't withstand it.

Explosions rang out continuously, as if two balls of light were constantly vying to obliterate each other, but neither could overcome the other.

A quarter of an hour later...

The smoke and dust had long dissipated, and the ground still retained the Sword Intent of their collision!

With the Abbot of White Cloud's formation enhancement, although it didn't cause greater damage to the outside, the inside of the barrier was already riddled with holes.

The two stood back-to-back, motionless like statues, while behind them formed a bottomless pit, exuding an aura of destruction.

"Ye brother, what Sword Art is this?"

In the previous collision, Qin Tian felt like he was facing a god, but with the arrow on the string, he had no choice but to release it. There was no turning back.

Wanting to withdraw was already too late. The Sword Dragon roared unstoppably, and he had thought he could completely defeat the young man before him, but now it seemed that he was the one being defeated. This intense contrast left him disappointed but also immensely grateful.

He was grateful that at the last moment, the other party withdrew most of their power, resulting in only minor injuries. If the other party hadn't deliberately held back at the end, perhaps he would have been the one who had been killed.

A domineering Sword Qi raged within his body. Although it was only a little bit, it made him extremely uncomfortable, causing him to suffer all over, his Blood Essence surging, almost causing him to explode and die.

"Ancestor, save me!"

Pfft. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his eyes darken and almost fainted.

"Kid, you won. This is my reward to you. Take it. It will have unexpected effects when you accept Qin Hao's challenge at the Heaven's Pride Arena in White Cloud City."

The Abbot of White Cloud kept his word, not interfering or intervening. He just let the two of them fight here, stopping when appropriate.

Besides, he had already seen that if Ye Yang hadn't withdrawn in time at the moment of the two's ultimate move collision, Qin Tian might have been half-crippled if not dead.

Without the slightest hesitation, because he knew that White Cloud Mountain and White Cloud Temple were the only way for him to get to the Heaven's Pride Arena.

"Abbot, what does this mean? Is it over just like that?"

Ye Yang didn't want to waste words with the other party. He had just wanted to ask clearly, but the Abbot of White Cloud picked up the injured Qin Tian and vanished in a flash. The whole process was quite smooth!

"What a strange person. What is this? Could it be a token?"

He was just about to turn around and ask which way to the White Cloud City Heaven's Pride Arena, but the other party's figure had already disappeared.

"Oh well, if I'm not welcome here, I'll be welcome somewhere else. I'll just start on my journey."

Ye Yang didn't dwell on the issue. Overcoming obstacles was just his routine operation. The most important thing was still waiting for him, and there was only one day left until the agreed time.

Pfft.

After Qin Tian was rescued by the Abbot of White Cloud, he was taken directly to a cliff cave on the mountaintop, surrounded by clouds and mist.

"Kid, don't move. I'll heal you, or your future cultivation will be troublesome."

He almost passed out because his breath didn't come smoothly, but at the critical moment, a powerful force opened up his meridians and saved him.

With a palm strike from afar, a powerful force entered his body and began to force out the domineering Sword Qi.

"Kid, don't move. Do as I say, or be careful of your meridians reversing, or you'll be completely useless."

The Abbot of White Cloud didn't hesitate at all, striking his body again with a fist from afar, unblocking all the acupoints on his body.

"Now, focus your Blood Essence in your Dantian, and return all techniques to one."

He shouted loudly and exerted force at the same time. A mouthful of black blood spurted out, and Qin Tian fainted.

"Kid, get a good night's sleep and see how your brother responds to the challenge."

The Abbot of White Cloud looked at the unconscious Qin Tian, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

He had thought he could overwhelm his friend's descendant, but in the end, he had been slapped in the face.

He mused inwardly, "It seems that the Seven Forms of Heaven's Rupture and the Supreme Nine Swords are among the world's top techniques. We're both Heaven's Prides, but why is there such a huge difference between people?"

"Kid, this is all I can do. I hope you can take it a step further within the Great Dream of Spring and Autumn."

The Abbot of White Cloud gently waved his hand, and a soft light enveloped Qin Tian, as if sending him into a peaceful dream.

Outside the cave, the wind swept clouds across the sky, while inside, time seemed to stand still. Under the influence of the Great Dream of Spring and Autumn, a special rhythm flowed.

At this moment, Qin Tian's breathing became steady, and his connection with the Great Dao in the dream was quite smooth.

"Big brother, wait for me! Let me help you!"

In his dream, Qin Tian seemed to see himself fighting alongside his big brother. His brother's firm gaze, wielding his long sword, its tip piercing through everything, that strength and determination filled him with an inexplicable sense of security.

"Kid, if it's a blessing, it's not a disaster; if it's a disaster, you can't avoid it. What happens next is up to you."

After using this supreme technique, the Abbot of White Cloud's face also paled slightly!

"Oh well, for my disciple's sake, I'll protect you for a bit longer!"

"Big brother, don't go?"

Qin Tian had already entered the state of the Great Dream of Spring and Autumn. In his dream, the sky was filled with bright stars, all foretelling that a more intense battle would await them upon awakening.

"Hey kid, stop right there! See? Without this, you're not getting in."

"That's right, be honest. Money in hand, passage granted!"

Ye Yang, having just rushed to keep his appointment, was stopped by the City Lord's guards. To enter, he had to follow the rules and leave some money for the road!