Sword at the Summit

Above Sun-Moon Lake in the Red Luan Royal Territory, waves surged into the sky. The battle between phoenix and demon had reached its most critical moment.

The Phoenix Body moved at extreme speed, peerless under heaven. With a sword in hand, her figure flashed ceaselessly, impossible to discern clearly, every strike reaping souls and claiming lives.

In contrast, the demon body lacked speed. Abandoning the contest of swiftness, he wielded his sword with a momentum as heavy as a mountain. Every move shattered peaks, cleaved seas, opened the earth, and split the land.

A contest of strength and speed, both at the pinnacle of excellence. Phoenix and demon swept past one another, the strange light of their crossing swords reversing the low-hanging clouds. An unparalleled duel of the sword, transcending the limits of cultivation, reached the absolute summit of swordsmanship.

Outside the battle, each Human Sovereign watched with solemn expressions, shaken by the two combatants.

At the forefront, the Red Luan Princess clenched her hands tightly. Their battle several days ago had been stopped before long. She had never imagined that the Ninth Son of Ink Sect's swordsmanship could be this powerful.

On the other side, Yin'er was equally tense. Her large eyes remained fixed on the battle, unwilling to look away for even a moment.

"Who would have thought that Half-Venerables at the peak could possess such ability? The futures of these two are beyond measure," the Golden Radiance Emperor commented from above.

"Who does Your Majesty believe will win?" asked the Moonlit Tower Master beside him, a faint smile on his face beneath his broad silver-gray robe and cloak.

"One has reached the pinnacle of perfection, while the other has returned from emptiness into primal chaos. Either may win or lose," the Golden Radiance Emperor replied.

"To possess