Blood Moon Ancient Battlefield, in the south, atop a lofty peak, Gu Xin arrived with sword in hand, challenging the majesty of the four Imperial Clans.
The Three Swords of Taiyin appeared in the mortal world for the first time. Their world-shaking power stunned all beneath heaven; wherever the sword light reached, all was bleak and vast, Yin Essence stirring the skies.
An ancient move lost to the ages reappeared in the world. Jin Liner's expression turned slightly grave. She raised her hand and gathered essence, revealing her true form.
In the North Sea lived a scaled creature named Dragon-Kun. It resembled both dragon and kun, said to be the descendant of the Dragon Clan and Kunpeng. Its bloodline was powerful, no weaker than its ancestors'.
A dragon's body and kun's wings—the flawless bloodline of a divine beast. As its true form emerged, the world for a thousand miles abruptly sank; waves surged and roiled, flooding the nine heavens.
The Taiyin Sword descended. The Dragon-Kun spread its wings, furious waves striking heaven as it forcibly met the ancient forbidden martial art.
The two extremes clashed. In an instant, the aftermath shot into the sky, startling the gods of the nine heavens.
Dark clouds churned across the horizon, thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down, veiling the entire battlefield.
Within the downpour, one crimson and one golden streak of light continually crossed. Neither side held anything back; faced with such a powerful opponent, neither could afford to conceal even half a move.
Beyond the battlefield, the Heaven's Chosen of the Hundred Races watched the earthshaking battle ahead, their expressions filled with shock. They all knew Jin Liner's strength. As a member of the Dragon-Kun Imperial Clan, her bloodline alone was beyond comparison with those of other races.
Yet this swordsman before