The Great Sun Sword Heir Reclaims the Crown of the Realm's Greatest Swordsman

"Swordsmanship... I lost at that too..."

Bitterness filled Yu Qianzi's heart.

She looked at the young man before her, wreathed in streaks of lightning. Like the rising sun, he had returned to the throne that had always been his—the throne of the sword's sovereign.

"All of this should belong to the Moon Lineage!"

Yu Qianzi gritted her teeth, unwilling to yield. Her Taiyin Sword Intent spread in every direction, cold and illusory, reaching fifty kilometers around her. Between the azure-clad young man and her flying sword, it formed a spatial passage suspended between illusion and reality.

Boom!

Thunder rang out in Jiang Ding's sea of consciousness.

The sound was clear and beautiful, like jade pendants striking together, drawing him in despite himself.

"The Taiyin Lineage truly lived up to its origins in the sword of illusion."

Jiang Ding voiced his praise.

By comparison, Chong Guangzi's swordsmanship had none of these flourishes. It was heat and destruction, nothing more. It was hardly beautiful, holding only an intense will to attack.

Clang!

A sword cry rang out in kind!

It reached Yu Qianzi's sea of consciousness and thundered through it—tyrannical, scorching, sharp, annihilating law. Vast swaths of her sea of consciousness seized up as it delivered a message with unmistakable clarity.

"Come and meet your death!"

Following a guidance neither could name, the two Sword-Qi Thunderclap passages converged and fused into one. Each carried its wielder's will, and Taiyin Sword Intent and Annihilation Sword Intent fought fiercely along the passage.

The outcome came just as easily.

The instant they touched, Annihilation Sword Intent slaughtered every trace of the invading sword intent. It seized control of the Sword-Qi Thunderclap passage, spreading rapidly from one end to the other until it was almost within a few kilometers of Yu Qianzi.

Taiyin Sword Intent could