Before the Sword-Seeking Mountains, the wind abruptly sharpened.
The Great Xia Dragon Cavalry sealed every approach to the mountain gates, their black-and-gold armor forming a cold iron curtain that trapped the entire Heavenly Pivot Sect within.
Xia Wujie stood in midair with his arms folded. The Dragon Horse beneath him snorted two streams of white vapor; clearly, he was thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
Above the mountain gates, Ye Tianchen and Ye Hui faced each other.
Nine suns dao aura against chaos devouring power.
Ye Tianchen sneered and drew his longsword.
"Trash will always be trash. Fight me again, and the result won't change."
Ye Hui raised his eyes, his dark-purple slit pupils locking onto Ye Tianchen. His voice was low and hoarse. "You talk too much."
"You!" Ye Tianchen seethed.
An icy curve lifted the corner of Ye Hui's lips. The next instant, black mist coiled upward like a snake, and devouring power erupted from his palm.
"Fight me!"
"Hmph." The nine suns dao aura around Ye Tianchen erupted as well, golden light blazing like the sun and illuminating the mountain gates.
Bang! Bang!
One golden, one black, the two forces collided violently in midair.
Although Ye Tianchen had lost the support of Elder Mu's divine soul, he still possessed heaven-bestowed fortune, and his foundations remained formidable.
Ye Hui lifted his eyes. In the next instant, his figure vanished!
Black devouring power slithered along the ground like a serpent's shadow, instantly circling to the side of Ye Tianchen's neck.
Ye Tianchen snorted coldly and swept his sword across.
Clang!
Golden sword light collided with the black serpent shadow. Spiritual power exploded, cracking the ground inch by inch.
Ye Hui turned his palm, hooked his fingers, and actually seized Ye Tianchen's blade with his bare hand!
Ye Tianchen's pupils contracted. The