Less than a single breath after the battle began, the deadly clash had reached its climax.
There was no buildup, no gradual escalation. They staked their lives from the very first exchange.
That was how Li Yang fought.
The Sword Cultivators who had followed Li Yang knew this all too well and were not surprised.
The Heavenly Prodigies of the Nine Provinces were tense to the breaking point. They dared not breathe, afraid of missing anything.
If Li Yang was killed, their hatred would only deepen, pent up in their hearts, perhaps never to be avenged for the rest of their lives.
Moreover, the Nine Provinces would lose countless territories to the Demon Savage Continent. Who knew what scenes of suffering and devastation would follow?
"You have to win!"
"We cannot lose again! Kill him and restore the might of our Nine Provinces!"
On the Demon Savage Continent's side, the Demon Race Heavenly Prodigies also watched tensely.
The pressure this human Sword Cultivator exerted was unprecedented, but they remained confident, cold smiles on their faces.
The Taiyin Dragon's claws were stronger than any divine weapon. Their icy gleam shone brilliantly as they tore even the void apart.
"Die!"
Li Yang's Qianyang Core Sword was far less imposing than those claws. Both he and his sword were tiny in comparison, yet the intent and power within were enough to sever everything and annihilate all!
"Kill!"
Li Yang roared, putting everything he had into a slash more powerful than any he had unleashed against Chu Feng.
That had only been a competition. He had no interest in it.
But this was a true struggle to the death, and his opponent was a damned demonic fiend.
Naturally, he would give it his all, stake everything to slay demons and vanquish evil!
Everyone watched.