Before Purple Tenuity Mountain, the accusations would not rest until they shocked everyone to death, each more horrifying than the last. In the void not far from the mountain, the two Fifth Realm masters who had yet to show themselves had also begun fighting in earnest.
What a battle it was:
One spat true fire, the other fiercely fanned Spirit Wind. Meeting for the first time, neither knew the other's depths, and each displayed extraordinary powers. A Daoist Robe shook, and a golden dragon appeared; two hands formed a seal, and thunder sprang forth. Cloud seal scripts flew from one's sleeves, while blazing radiance shone from the other's eyes. Hail piled upon hail, its cold light chilling; flames surged upon flames, their heat steaming.
The battle grew ever fiercer:
A jade sash crossed the sky in white waves; lightning split the void, drowning out the sound of water. Thunder Talismans scattered from a hand, darkening heaven and earth; spiritual radiance guarded a body, startling ghosts and gods. A golden dragon lashed its tail, a tiger bared its fangs; profound Yin-Yang light fixed the Five Elements. One became a long rainbow piercing the azure heavens, the other split light into shadows to cross the cloudbanks.
They traded dozens of rounds, their hundreds and thousands of transformations yielding no victor. Neither stood above the other in this contest of spells; their fierce struggle had yet to produce a winner. Earth, water, wind, and fire had all appeared, yet neither knew the other's name or face.
Zhang Yuanji grew angrier the longer he fought. On one side, he heard Little Fox's ceaseless denunciations; on the other, he had not even glimpsed the person stopping him. Were great Fifth Realm True Persons capable of matching him now so common? Could anyone he happened upon