Battle

"Boom!"

An invisible yet overwhelmingly powerful aura erupted from their bodies. It surged like a raging tsunami, colliding with itself and producing deep, thunderous booms. The air seemed to be crushed by a pair of invisible giant hands, emitting a crackling tearing sound. Li Yang stood tall and straight, like an ancient pine rooted between heaven and earth. Fiery battle flames burned in his eyes, flames that seemed capable of consuming everything to ashes. His firm, resolute gaze revealed an unwavering conviction of victory. A faint golden halo surrounded his body, flickering gently in rhythm with his breathing like lively stars, as though it were gathering limitless power. Every flicker seemed to proclaim to the world that a storm was about to arrive.

Xiao Wuji's black martial robe fluttered in the wind like a ghost in the night. His stern face was as cold as a thousand-year-old glacier, radiating a chilling aura. Every gesture revealed the arrogance and confidence of a scion of a great lineage, as though the entire world lay within his grasp. He was the sovereign of heaven and earth.

"Li Yang, today is your final day. Accept your death obediently, and don't even dream of struggling!" Xiao Wuji spoke first, his voice like a great bell echoing across the empty wilderness. It carried an unquestionable dominance and deep contempt for Li Yang, as though Li Yang were already prey in his hands and the outcome of this battle had long been decided. In his eyes, Li Yang, born of humble origins, had only reached this point through sheer luck. He could never contend with an elite from a great lineage like himself. His family's foundation, cultivation resources, and years of accumulated experience were things Li Yang could never match.

The corners of Li Yang's lips curled