Won

Beneath the dim heavens, blood qi churned the rain, leveling mountains and filling seas. Yet even without the support of Source Qi, without the amplification of cultivation arts, that figure in blue still wielded the Phoenix Kite Sword, weaving through the talismanic spells as he charged upstream against the torrent, toward the very source of the arts!

Stunned for an instant, Xu Yuan abruptly thrust both arms forward.

Rumble—

Talismans bloomed along Xu Changge's path, erupting into a glittering field of blood crystals.

With their Source Qi exhausted, neither side could precisely control their strength any longer. The aftershocks brought down the towering courtyard walls and tore apart the earth. For the first time, the vast sword arena suffered devastating damage.

Watching the blue-robed figure draw ever closer, watching the sword light cleave apart the blood radiance, Xu Yuan's breathing gradually grew rapid.

The talismans formed from the Black Death Fungal Mat were still incomplete. Their power was diminished, and their ability to concentrate force had weakened—but none of that was reason enough for Xu Changge to keep getting closer.

Xu Changge had clearly exhausted his Source Qi; he could not even use Dao essence anymore. Why could he still close in on him?!

Was this what a sword cultivator was?

This damned sword cultivator.

No.

Xu Changge was a damned monster!

Feeling the five talismans gradually lose their luster, Xu Yuan instinctively wanted to retreat, but he forced himself to stop.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Yuan stared at the powerful figure in blue from the depths of his memories. A brilliant gleam flashed through his eyes as he bared his teeth in a grin. "Xu Changge! Today, I want to see whether you can actually make it in front of me!"

"..."

Xu Changge's narrow phoenix eyes remained