On Qihuang Island, Ning Chen met Vermilion Bird. The dispute of destiny began anew.
It was not because their enmity ran deep, nor because their hatred was profound, but because on the Book of Life and Death, only one of them could remain.
Star Soul left its sheath, blood-red brilliance filling the heavens. Ning Chen formed a sword gesture with two fingers and passed them over the blade, sword breath surging and flowing around him.
A hundred years later, they met once more. Things remained, but people had changed. Only destiny continued to turn in endless reincarnation.
The instant their gazes met, their twin swords collided. The ringing of blades echoed as Sword Qi swept in all directions.
"Your growth has disappointed me."
So near they could touch, Vermilion Bird looked at the man before her and spoke coldly.
"Your strength has also fallen short of expectations."
Ning Chen sneered, showing no mercy in striking at her psychological defenses.
The two, whose faces resembled one another, were like mirror images. Their two swords danced amid whistling winds, born from the same origin upon the blade, yet today they parted in life and death.
Their swords clashed, sparks flying everywhere. At arm's length, both formed sword gestures and exchanged blows, Sword Qi tearing through the air as it brushed past them.
Strong—strong beyond dispute. After a hundred years devoted to the sword, they had finally attained sword beyond sword. The only two who had surpassed the limits met again within the ultimate realm.
"So, your cultivation has already been crippled."
After ten exchanges, unable to sense even the slightest fluctuation of true yuan within his opponent, Vermilion Bird sneered. Her divine yuan surged to its utmost, cultivation infinitely close to the King Realm erupting as it pressed down upon him.
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