Dragon Mother

Fu Xuanxing returned to the foot of Dragonhead Peak and looked up at the inverted sword in the sky.

Indeed, he sensed a lethal threat—and an utterly naked malice.

His attainments in swordsmanship surpassed even Fu Yaozhen's.

If Fu Yaozhen could clearly perceive the sword's true nature, how could he not know?

Moreover, his sword heart had comprehended something else.

From the moment this sword inverted the secret realm, fate had already been sealed.

Someone had to stain the "Sorrow Sword" with blood before another could find a chance at life.

If one lived, one must die.

"Come, sword."

The scabbard wreathed in Separation Flame flew into his hand, and the green-jade hilt shimmered with spiritual light.

He slowly drew the Crouching Dragon Jade Sword three inches from its sheath. Two streams of dragon qi suddenly erupted, stirring all the Yin-Yang mana within him.

A golden dragon and a wood dragon danced at his side. Separation Flame and mystic water churned within his body, while the true dragon blood inherited from the Yellow Dragon King roared madly.

Metal, wood, fire, water, earth—the power of the Five Elements took Yin-Yang Taiji as its foundation and transformed beneath Fu Xuanxing's feet into a peak that held up the heavens.

Five Elements Mountain Method!

Creation could unite the Five Elements. So could the Great Dao of Yin-Yang!

Rumble—

The towering peak surged upward, and the jade sword was fully drawn.

A mountain palm like the collapse of heaven struck forth alongside the jade sword.

The majestic peak stood lofty, Five Elements power flowing through it without cease.

The sword intent was stern, its chilling radiance trembling through the nine heavens.

At the mountain's summit, strands of golden dawn lingered beside the Sorrowful Love Sword.

Sensing the killing intent and threat rushing toward her,