Time passed in cultivation, and seventy years went by just like that.
The final year, the final day, in the Virtual Space.
The opponents were Number 1 and Number 2.
Now, they were Dongguan and Niris. "This is already the last year. Is this necessary?" Dongguan gazed quietly at Niris in the distance and spoke casually.
In the seventy-first year, he had finally climbed to the highest rank, successfully challenging Niris and taking Island 1, which he had held for nearly thirty years afterward.
Niris had challenged the former Number 2 in the seventy-second year and occupied Island 2, but he had never challenged Dongguan.
Now it was already the final year. Even winning the challenge would bring no benefit. They would leave tomorrow.
There was no time left to cultivate.
"Of course. I was first when I came in, so naturally, I have to be first when I leave." Niris stared at Dongguan, but answered his question.
"Then come on."
Long saber in hand, Dongguan flew toward Niris like streaming light, like a phantom.
"Come on," Niris said softly. He controlled his Psychic Weapon, turning it into threads that traced strange patterns in the air.
Their trajectories intersected with the charging Dongguan with incomparable precision.
Yet more than half the Dongguans were phantoms. Only because there were enough attacks to cover the area could they occasionally catch Dongguan by chance.
Light Refining! Amid the densely packed rays of light, Dongguan gripped his long saber, his body dissolving into the light.
"Seek!" Niris controlled countless rays of light, frantically slicing through everything, including the ground for dozens of kilometers around!
An entire layer was viciously scraped away.
But he had not found Dongguan.
Or rather, he had found him, but before he could attack, Dongguan vanished again.
Blade World!
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