"Fellow Daoist Zhang, have you already written your own will? How defeatist!"
Nangong Wen wore a mocking expression, but his eyes were full of vigilance. Both men had mounted the Vermilion Bird.
The Vermilion Bird's protective barrier rose again.
"In this battle, one leaves, or none do." Nangong Wen said no more.
He had never intended to spare Zhang Xiucheng. After all, relations between the Ascension Gate and the Mysterious Moon Sect were hardly friendly. A longsword appeared in Nangong Wen's hand.
He swung it, and its Sword Ray became a blue ribbon, like a bolt of bleached cloth hanging upside down, sweeping toward Zhang Xiucheng. Zhang Xiucheng also practiced sword arts.
Golden sword qi collided with the blue Sword Ray. Boom!
Gold and blue intertwined, and waves of force exploded outward.
Nangong Wen's sword attacks flowed without pause, each strike faster than the last, rolling in like waves, layer upon layer. Zhang Xiucheng was not much weaker.
The resolute aura surrounding him lent his attacks an even sharper edge.
Yet Nangong Wen's sword overcame hardness with softness, using water's ever-changing form to break metal's sharpness. Hundreds of exchanges passed.
Zhang Xiucheng gradually fell into a disadvantage.
He turned his hand over and produced a purple-black pearl, with purple lightning gleaming within.
This was the Annihilation Thunder Pearl Zhang Xiucheng had obtained in the previous trial. A single-use fourth-tier treasure!
Its power was enough to grievously wound even a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.
If it caught one unprepared, it could even kill them. Zhang Xiucheng poured his magic power into it and hurled it at Nangong Wen.
The thunder pearl left his hand, becoming a silver streak as swift as lightning. The lightning patterns on its surface blazed, crackling as an aura of destruction spread. Nangong Wen's expression changed drastically.