In the world of ice and snow, Hua Zhongdie and Xuan Mo faced one another. Blade light gradually rose, and a great battle stood on the verge of eruption.
Tears of Buried Flowers displayed its ultimate might, black and white radiance reflecting one another as they illuminated the mortal world.
Inside and outside the battlefield, peerless kings after peerless kings grew solemn, witnessing this battle of an age.
"Please."
With that single invitation to battle, Xuan Mo's military steps shifted. His army blade swung, and boundless Demonic Might swept through the world of ice and snow, shaking heaven and earth.
The foremost figure of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Guards in thousands of years revealed his world-shocking prowess for the first time. With one blade raised to heaven, sun and moon changed color.
The demonic figure streaked past, its Demonic Might towering to the heavens. The army blade descended, splitting heaven and earth in two.
Ahead, Hua Zhongdie focused her gaze. Her flowing sleeves danced at length as both blades moved in unison.
With a ringing clang, Tears of Buried Flowers met the army blade head-on. Rolling tremors echoed through the starry sky as demonic qi and blade qi crisscrossed, sweeping across ten thousand miles.
The fourth round of the debate between the two realms was a contest of blades. The strongest blade masters of the Demonic Realm and the human race clashed, cold edges crossing without mercy.
Their swift blades collided, yet every move carried the weight of a mountain. Their edges touched and parted at once, fast—so fast that the eye could scarcely follow.
Within the fierce battle, Hua Zhongdie moved like a dancing butterfly. Her flowing sleeves bound the blades, her supreme martial skill shocking the world.
The Blade God of Central Province possessed blade mastery rarely seen