The Marquis of Knowing Fate, the Only One Upon the Sword

In the frigid night, beneath the moonlit killing ground, Yan Jiushi and Ying Qianjiang joined forces. Evil Essence and Demonic Essence spread through the air, their might shaking heaven and earth.

Power beyond the Reality Realm was unleashed without restraint between heaven and earth. The greatest hidden hands of the ancient road had appeared in the world once more.

Ji Yuqing and Hong Wulei wore grave expressions. Even as kings, they were now like duckweed adrift in the rain, their lives hanging by a thread.

"Wulei, step back. If I let a young girl stand in front of me, this young master would be ashamed."

As he spoke, the figure in plain robes walked forward, his expression gentle.

Seeing him step out, Hong Wulei was first startled, then her face filled with urgency.

"Let Young Master handle it."

Ruoxi stepped forward and gently shook her head.

Ji Yuqing's eyes narrowed, a faint sense that something was wrong rising in her heart.

"Lady Qing, let us withdraw first."

Ruoxi looked at King Qing and offered a reminder. Saying nothing further, she took Wulei's hand and retreated from the battlefield.

Ji Yuqing hesitated briefly. A moment later, she stepped back as well.

Within the battlefield, Yan Jiushi and Ying Qianjiang did not stop them. They understood clearly that their greatest opponent today was the young man in plain robes before them. The other three were not worth worrying about.

"Gentlemen, please."

As the challenge fell, wind and snow drifted around the plain-robed figure. Within the storm, the Clear Sun Lihuo Fan shimmered, white flames blazing amid the snow with dazzling brilliance.

Neither man hesitated any longer. Their figures flashed as they made the opening move.

In the first exchange, heavenly might tore apart the winds and clouds, gods descended into the mortal