At Thirteenth Prince's Manor, Ning Chen caught the sword. Above Mo Yuan, Xuan Zhen's stored cultivation erupted, and the demonic sword exploded with a thunderous crash.
The violent shockwave spread rapidly. Centered on the Crown Prince's Estate, the entire Three Imperial Cities could clearly feel this immense power, and heaven and earth in every direction shook violently.
Within the imperial city, every expert fixed their eyes on Thirteenth Prince's Manor, their gazes heavy with gravity.
The clash between the two princes could very well determine the future trend of the three-way balance. Victory or defeat carried immense consequences.
Within the Heavenly Demon Ancestral Land, two Demonic Emperors stood amid demonic mist, likewise watching the events in the Three Imperial Cities. They had supported Jiuyou's disciple in order to have him restrain Xuan Qing, but they did not want this chess piece to grow too powerful and slip beyond their control.
Under everyone's gaze, within Thirteenth Prince's Manor, demonic energy surged like heavenly waves. Its world-shaking force swallowed the Plain-clothed Figure before it.
Yet at that moment, amid the surging demonic tides, a streak of sword light shot into the heavens. Its sword intent was peerlessly fierce, cleaving straight through the demonic energy and dispersing every trace of the impact.
From the scattered demonic energy, Ning Chen emerged. Looking at Xuan Luo outside the manor, he said calmly, "After you return, tell the First Prince that I have accepted his congratulatory gift."
Before the manor gates, Xuan Luo narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded. "I will convey Thirteenth Prince's words."
Having said that, Xuan Luo did not linger. He turned and stepped into the void, vanishing from sight.
Across the imperial city, the various factions recovered from their shock, though the waves in their hearts remained difficult to suppress. Had this