Demonic eyes, silver streaked with black; the pure white Snow Sword, flawless in its brilliance. With his sword in hand, Mu Qianshang made heaven and earth mourn. Streams of black-and-white sword light flowed forth, every stroke painting upon the space between heaven and earth, painting a cage that trapped heaven and locked the earth.
Ning Chen closed in, his sword fingers slicing lightly. A streak of silver radiance swirled forth, cutting open one cage as Sword Qi burst out.
Mu Qianshang turned aside. With a bang, a sword scar several yards long was carved into the ground behind him. The Snow Sword flashed coldly, black and white blanketing the sky. Ning Chen retreated, and with a ripping sound, his plain white robes split open.
Neither showed mercy. Every move they unleashed was a killing move, each faster and more perilous than the last. The dazzling battle left every watching eye dizzy and overwhelmed.
Ning Chen had not drawn his sword; the Great Yin Azure Sparrow Sword remained in its sheath. Yet when his two fingers swept out Sword Qi, rocks still flew everywhere and mountains and earth shook.
The Snow Sword in Mu Qianshang's hand was likewise unstoppable. Black-and-white flowing light swept from its tip, draining all color from a stretch of heaven and earth.
The two supreme warriors collided, metallic clashes ringing without end. Sword fingers shook a famed sword; mountains trembled, the earth quaked, and the void convulsed violently, already at the limit of what space could endure.
Even those in the Ninth Rank, even those standing at its absolute pinnacle, felt immense pressure at this moment. Before these two, they were unworthy of calling themselves peak experts.
In the distance, Su Feiyan watched this earthshaking battle, amazement impossible to hide from her peerless face. Everyone knew the