The Second Killing Move of the Sword-Drawing Technique!

"Leaping Art: Treading the Void!"

Xie Jinghan stepped through the air, his figure suddenly tearing through the sky as he lunged at Gong Feiyu opposite him, carrying the momentum of lightning that filled the heavens!

"Take this sword!"

"Sword-Drawing Technique: One Hundred Thousand Volts!"

"Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!"

An incomparably frigid streak of silver-white lightning flashed forth, spanning heaven and earth. In an instant, all of Wangjiang Terrace was shrouded in electric light, so dazzling it made people dizzy.

Xie Jinghan had drawn his sword!

At the very moment Xie Jinghan drew his sword,

Gong Feiyu focused intently and unleashed the strongest killing move of his life.

"Blood-Rain Sword: Heavenfall!"

As the sword struck out, clouds of blood-colored sword energy poured down with a roar, countless scarlet sword shadows falling from the skies.

Sword shadows filled the sky like rain, pouring down in a deluge.

Every drop of rain transformed into razor-sharp blood-colored sword qi.

Overwhelming the heavens and earth, wrapped in towering killing intent, they slashed straight at Xie Jinghan!

The blood-colored sword qi and silver-white lightning frantically intertwined and annihilated each other.

Drops of blood-rain sword qi extinguished strands of electric sparks, while strands of electric sparks blasted apart drops of blood rain.

The two figures charged toward each other at terrifying speed.

Within arm's reach, life and death were decided in an instant!

At the moment their weapons collided, the Thunderclap Sword in Xie Jinghan's hand suddenly erupted with boundless radiance!

That light seemed capable of piercing through one's eyes and shaking one's very soul. Even with their eyes tightly shut, the spectators still could not block it.

In an instant, the outlines of all things melted away. Everyone felt as if they had been thrown into a vast expanse of blinding whiteness.

"Not good!" An extreme sense of danger surged up within Gong Feiyu.

His body trembled as he sensed some immense danger.

He had no time to react.

His mind was instantly dragged into that boundless white space!

In that fleeting gap of distraction,

A thick bolt of lightning shot from the Thunderclap Sword, tearing through the air and cleaving toward Gong Feiyu with the force to topple all that stood in its way!

"Stop!"

"How dare you!"

At the critical moment, a furious shout exploded. The gray-robed elder hidden in one corner of Wangjiang Terrace flew into a rage, turning into a gray blur as he raced toward the center of the platform.

But it was already too late.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

"Crackle crackle crackle crackle crackle crackle crackle crackle crackle!"

"Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!"

The thunderous explosions shook all of Wangjiang Terrace, while violent waves of energy swept in every direction.

When the electric light filling the sky finally dispersed and the dust settled, the two interwoven figures abruptly landed.

On the high platform, Xie Jinghan stood tall with the Thunderclap Sword in hand.

On the other side, the gray-robed elder hurriedly caught Gong Feiyu, who was on the verge of collapse.

Gong Feiyu was now in a miserable state. His hair stood on end, his skin was scorched black, his eyes were tightly closed, and his lips were pressed together as though he were enduring unbearable pain.

Fine sparks of electricity hissed across the surface of his body, exploding sporadically.

The gray-robed elder swiftly took out several healing pills and fed them to him, while continuously pouring true qi into Gong Feiyu's back to forcibly suppress the wild electric power raging within his body.

His eyes reddened as he glared furiously at Xie Jinghan. His cultivation erupted in full as he roared:

"I told you to stop!"

"And you dared to turn a deaf ear?!"

"If anything happens to the Holy Son, I will make you pay with your life! No one from the Xie Household will be left alive either!"

At those words, a cold gleam appeared on Xie Jinghan's face as he stared directly at the gray-robed elder.

"I, Xie Jinghan, have never accepted threats!"

As his words fell, the Thunderclap Sword gave a clear, trembling ring, strands of electric sparks coiling around it.

For a moment, the atmosphere on Wangjiang Terrace tightened once more, taut as a drawn bowstring.

Countless martial artists watching the battle secretly looked down on him and murmured among themselves:

"They beat the little one, and now the old one has come!"

"Is the Blood Slaughter Sect really such a sore loser?"

"Is their lofty Holy Son just for show? He could not even withstand one sword strike!"

"This was clearly a sword-challenging duel, yet now they want to use their power to bully others. How overbearing!"

"Are they planning to take turns fighting him?"

The many discussions drifted through the air, hidden amid the crowd, and no one knew exactly whose mouths they came from.

Listening to those whispers, the gray-robed elder's expression shifted between storm and shadow.

Gong Feiyu, his body covered in burns, struggled with all his strength to open his eyes and said with difficulty, "You won."

Pfft—!

He bit through the tip of his tongue and forced out the words, carrying boundless humiliation and unwillingness.

"Uncle Dong,"

"Go!"

Then he shut his eyes tightly again, his lips pressed together.

Looking at Gong Feiyu's feeble aura, the gray-robed elder's eyes were filled with shock and heartache.

He immediately suppressed the violence in his heart. Ignoring everyone else, he took Gong Feiyu with him, flashed into the air, and vanished beyond the horizon of Wangjiang Terrace in the blink of an eye.

Everyone from the various sects and factions present who had watched that duel revealed deep shock.

And deep awe.

Xie Jinghan? Was this Xie Jinghan's true strength?

"Chu Yi, what did you think of that sword?" In one corner of Wangjiang Terrace, two figures stood atop a nearby high platform. A youth in white asked the middle-aged-looking man behind him.

"This man possesses extraordinary comprehension. He has already grasped the mysteries of the first level of Heart-Severing. With equal strength, he is now qualified to challenge you, Young Master," Chu Yi said gravely.

"There will be a chance. Xie Jinghan... the Sword-Drawing Technique?" The youth narrowed his eyes at Xie Jinghan in the distance, a trace of battle-hungry fervor flashing in his gaze.

On the northern side of Wangjiang Terrace, in the viewing stand of the Mystic Azure Sword Sect, a man in azure robes stood with his hands behind his back and said softly, "Xie Jinghan truly lives up to his reputation."

"This boy possesses extraordinary comprehension. With that sword, he can challenge some who have just entered the sixth stage."

Within the packed crowd below the platform, a young man wearing a bamboo hat clenched his fists, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.

"One Hundred Thousand Volts?! Is this the ultimate profundity of the Single-Character Lightning Sword? It is too powerful!"

Earthshaking cheers and cries of praise swept across the riverbank and echoed into the clouds!

"He won! Young Hero Xie won!"

"He injured Gong Feiyu with one sword strike!"

"Too shocking! A First Stage of the Innate Realm cultivator defeated someone at the fourth stage of the Innate Realm!"

The sea of people boiled over, applause crashing like thunder. Countless martial heroes and independent cultivators raised their arms and shouted, fully venting the emotions they had suppressed for so long.

Amid the crowd, quite a few figures quickly squeezed their way out and climbed onto Wangjiang Terrace one after another. All were representatives of Central Province's top powers.

An elder accompanying the Mystic Azure Sword Sect approached with a smile and solemnly cupped his hands toward Xie Jinghan. "Congratulations, Young Hero Xie! With one sword today, you defeated your enemy and crushed the Holy Son of the Blood Slaughter Sect. It is truly admirable!"

Immediately after, the cultivator leading the Azure City Sword Sect also stepped forward to offer congratulations, his tone fervent. "Young Hero Xie, you achieved so much at such a young age. With one sword, you steadied the world and protected the peace of the Xie Household. The Azure City Sword Sect deeply admires you!"

A representative of the Central Province Wang Household also hurried forward, smiling sincerely as he cupped his hands in congratulations. "Thank you, Young Hero, for previously saving the lives of our Wang Household disciples. Today, you defeated another formidable foe, your grace peerless. The Wang Household offers its heartfelt congratulations!"

The various powers came forward in turn to exchange pleasantries and pay their respects, every word filled with admiration.

Seeing this, Xie Jinghan could only cup his hands in acknowledgment and say calmly, "You praise me too highly."

"I still have urgent matters to attend to. I will take my leave!"

Then, circulating his true qi, he stepped through the air and vanished beyond the horizon in an instant.