Over the boundless sea, kings debated the sword. Returning to simplicity, one sword shook the world.
A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering sword strike cleaved directly through the void, annihilating all laws of heaven and earth.
An unparalleled sword art made heaven and earth rumble. Sword might surged, and everything around the two men turned to nothingness; all creation vanished.
A spray of blood splashed into the sky. The battle split apart, and the situation gradually became clear.
Heavy panting echoed between heaven and earth. Sweat dripped from Ning Chen's brow, mingling with blood and soaking his robes.
Ahead, within the world of nothingness, Xuan Qi stood still. Devilish energy surged around him, golden light dazzling, his Imperial Dao on the verge of completion.
"Heart-Burning, Thousand Hells!"
His swordsmanship had reached great completion, flawless and perfect. Xuan Qi pointed his sword toward the heavens, and a thousand swords tore through the void, streaking rapidly forward.
At the most perilous point of the battle, Ning Chen held his sword across his body within the void, forcibly blocking the incoming attack.
An instant later, a thousand swords flashed toward him. Imperial Might shook the world, invincible and unstoppable.
"Crack!"
Imperial Might crashed down. Cracks appeared upon the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The Ghost Clan's sacred artifact could no longer bear the ultimate might of the Imperial Dao and had finally reached its limit.
"Urgh!"
The final sword light broke through the obstruction. Its remaining force pierced into his body, sending forth a dazzling bloom of blood. Ning Chen staggered back once more, grievously wounded all over.
Blood poured out, floating through the void drop by drop and spreading throughout the battlefield.
Ten steps away, Ning Chen steadied himself. His increasingly blurred consciousness could barely hold on any longer.
"The victor has been decided."
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