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The pitch-black sword domain of Darkness Without Daylight shattered like glazed glass, crumbling inch by inch beneath the savage suppressive force of Demon-Suppressing Formlessness.
Fragments of broken light and shadow scattered in all directions, illuminating Shan Wei's face as he panted faintly from exhaustion.
He flashed his trademark mischievous grin. Although the web between his thumb and forefinger had been jolted numb, his voice remained brazen. "Nice move! You almost got me with another dirty trick!"
"But, Fifth, this time I'm going to beat you until you obediently call me big brother!"
Chen Mu staggered half a step from the impact. The Seven Kill Sword hummed and trembled, but he forcibly steadied it.
He spat a nonexistent mouthful of bloody saliva onto the ground, his gaze as sharp as ever. "Pah! You think that puny little mountain of yours can suppress me? Get yourself a better birth in your next life, and you might stand a chance. In this life, be good and call me Brother Mu!"
The shadows of vines swayed and coiled around them. Beneath the drawn-swords tension lay a stubborn, bullheaded camaraderie that outsiders could scarcely understand.
These two had been born on the same day of the same month in the same year, yet neither would reveal the exact hour of his birth first.
Thus, ever since their first meeting at the Soul Sacrifice Clan Tournament, "settling seniority by the sword" had become these two rivals' way of deciding how to address each other.
Chen Mu raised the Seven Kill Sword at an angle, its tip quivering like a snake's tongue as it pointed straight between Shan Wei's brows.
Shan Wei grinned and chuckled, swinging his demon-suppressing greatsword upward in a