This is the Realm of the Golden Core, the manifestation of power within one's consciousness?

Just by this alone, most cultivators below the late Golden Core stage might likely be unable to offer even the most basic resistance.

These thoughts flashed through Ji Haoyuan's mind.

Just as a phantom of the Celestial Blade was about to emerge in his sea of consciousness, Master Lei Xia suddenly stood in front of him.

In an instant, void snakes of lightning danced wildly.

Ji Haoyuan felt his consciousness clear up.

All shadows of the blade, the killing intent, the danger, vanished in an instant.

"Senior Brother Beichen!"

Master Lei Xia's expression turned utterly cold.

Her long hair flew without wind.

Her entire aura rose layer by layer at this moment.

Between her and Master Beichen, the sky had changed its appearance.

Various blade lights, lightning, void snakes, and silver gleams intertwined and entangled.

Producing a thunderous roar as if heaven and earth were collapsing.

Eventually, all anomalies dissipated.

Master Lei Xia and Master Beichen each stepped back a pace.

Then Master Beichen said, "It seems Junior Sister Lei Xia's Purple Thunder Domain has further progressed.

Very well, since we must duel, why not raise the stakes a bit more?"

Master Lei Xia's beautiful eyes immediately narrowed.

"What do you mean, Senior Brother Beichen?"

"It's simple."

Master Beichen said indifferently, "Since those two wish to occupy the Celestial Terrace Peak, it should naturally be contested by them. We only need to oversee from the side.

Whoever wins shall have the ultimate claim to this Celestial Terrace Peak, and no one may bring it up again afterward.

And the wager I spoke of is precisely this."

As he spoke, Master Beichen held a bottle of purple liquid, resembling glazed glass.

Yet inside this purple liquid, one could see electric snakes slithering, faintly exuding a soul-stirring aura.

"Purple Spirit Thunder Liquid!"

Seeing the item Master Beichen produced, Master Lei Xia's beautiful eyes focused.

This object provides immense help to her cultivated Thunder Techniques, and she is currently in desperate search of such thunder attribute Spiritual Objects.

"How about it, Junior Sister Lei Xia? Do you want to engage in this wager?"

"What do you want?"

Master Lei Xia was clear that, when Master Beichen proposed such a condition,

he must also have his eyes on something she possesses.

"If I lose, I will hand over the Purple Spirit Thunder Liquid in my possession, as well as the Celestial Terrace Peak."

Master Beichen slowly stated, "Likewise, if your person loses, Junior Sister Lei Xia, then you will give me the Sword Grass you possess and the ultimate claim to the Celestial Terrace Peak for my disciple.

What do you say?"

"Sword Grass?

So you've set your sights on this item of mine for some time now."

Master Lei Xia didn't immediately agree but rather looked at Ji Haoyuan beside her.

"Junior Brother Ji, what do you think of this matter?

No need to have any concerns, just speak your genuine thoughts.

If you are unsure, or unwilling, then we won't meddle too much with them.

I'll handle it all for you."

At this point, Master Lei Xia's eyes had turned into a shade of purple.

Within them, there was nothing but rampant lightning.

Clearly, she was ready to engage Master Beichen at any moment.

Ji Haoyuan glanced at Master Qianyue beside Master Beichen and suddenly smiled slightly saying:

"Since Senior Brother Beichen is interested, how can I refuse him?

Senior Sister, let me see the skills of Senior Brother Qianyue."

"Are you certain?"

Master Lei Xia suddenly turned to look at Ji Haoyuan.

"Junior Brother Ji, you must know, this is the duel of our sect's wager.

Once agreed, not even I, or Senior Brother Beichen, can violate it.

If you change your mind now, it's still not too late.

I'll take charge for you."

However, Ji Haoyuan just smiled and shook his head.

"No need, if I were to face Senior Brother Beichen, with my current power, I'm not confident.

But as for Senior Brother Beichen's disciple, I believe I still have considerable assurance.

If I truly lose then, I'll just accept it and find a way later to retrieve it.

But to enter a duel with a cultivator of the same realm, yet shrink back without the courage to fight, that is truly not my style."

"Fine, since that's the case, let's engage them in a duel!"

Seeing Ji Haoyuan's determination, Master Lei Xia said no more.

She just turned to Master Beichen and said:

"Senior Brother Beichen, let's go as you suggested.

However, during this time, neither side shall use a third-rank high-grade Magical Treasure.

What do you think?"

"Good!"

Master Beichen nodded.

"That's quite fair, so let us go into the high sky and fight."

With those words, Master Beichen and Master Qianyue together led the way into the sky.

Seeing this, Ji Haoyuan and Master Lei Xia also hesitated no more and immediately flew to follow.

Momentarily.

Ji Haoyuan stood face to face with Master Qianyue.

Master Qianyue just smiled and said, "Junior Brother Nanhua, be careful."

As he said this, his expression abruptly turned sharp.

In the void, a blade light brimming with endless cutting aura layered and surged straight toward Ji Haoyuan!

Zip—

The surrounding clouds seemed to be sliced into countless pieces at that moment.

Airflows reversed in all directions, as if turning into a cage of Sword Qi, intending to thoroughly crush Ji Haoyuan into dust.

Seeing this, the beautiful eyes of Master Lei Xia slightly concentrated.

The opponent displayed profound blade expertise as soon as he made a move.

Certainly worthy of being Master Beichen's disciple.

His talent in the path of the blade is no less than Master Beichen's in his youth.

Buzz!

However, just then, Ji Haoyuan, standing in the air, suddenly pointed out a finger casually.

Pop!

As if puncturing a bubble.

All the blade lights surrounding him shattered in an instant.

Whoosh—

Countless Sword Qi immediately turned into a gust of wind, pouring in all directions.

Master Qianyue's face suddenly turned serious.

But in the next moment, he saw Master Qianyue open his mouth and spit out.

A speck of light rapidly expanded.

Initially merely the size of a grain of rice,

but when it approached Ji Haoyuan, it suddenly transformed into a massive Sword Gang, a hundred feet in size.

Thunderously!

As if Mount Tai collapsed and came charging obliquely.

Its formidable aura, speed, and sharpness capable enough to present a tremendous life threat to any early-stage Golden Core cultivator.

However, facing such a fierce and powerful attack, Ji Haoyuan merely pushed out a palm slowly.

In his palm, faintly, there was starlight circulating, with strands of mysterious Dao Patterns interweaving.

Boom!

A loud noise erupted.

This strike, which should have been enough to collapse mountains and sever mighty rivers, shattered inch by inch upon colliding with Ji Haoyuan's palm.

With a crackle, it shattered once again into streams of air shooting in all directions.

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