BOOM!

Yuann Liegang's aged, withered hand clutched the Fierce Blade Black Spring. His frail, hunched body erupted with a horrifyingly sharp aura, underscored by a baleful energy that made one's scalp tingle. On the blade, ominous shadows seemed to writhe like grasping claws, stirring an involuntary shiver in all who watched.

This blade…

Chen Fei's eyes locked onto the weapon, a strange light flickering within their dark depths. He had long known it was no ordinary weapon—it was surely a treasured artifact forged by a Cultivator from the Cultivation World. Yet the power now fluctuating from it was genuinely frightening. It would be considered exceptional even among the terrifying class of Magic Artifacts.

Just then, Yuann Liegang lunged forward, blade in hand. A chilling gleam flashed across the Summit of Tian Kui Peak as his baleful aura shot toward the heavens, churning the clouds into a terrifying frenzy.

"Don't think a little talent lets you act so recklessly," Yuann Liegang's scornful voice cut through the air, his face a mask of disdain. "In my eyes, you're just a slightly troublesome pest. How long do you think you can keep hopping around?"

Indeed, while Chen Fei's talent was astonishing for his age, he was still far too young and undeveloped. In Yuann Liegang's eyes, he was nothing more than a minor nuisance.

"Is that so?"

For once, Chen Fei didn't offer a sharp retort. Instead, a palpable excitement began to glow in his crystal-clear eyes, and the blood in his veins started to boil. The whetstone he had sought for so long to sharpen his skills had finally appeared.

"Then let's see if I disappoint you."

The next moment, a hint of a smile traced his lips. A powerful, unyielding energy surged through his body as his muscles tensed and his gaze turned ruthless. In that same instant, an inexplicably sharp aura erupted from him, shooting toward the clouds.

"Xingyi Fist Eagle Form, Ripping Gold Claw!"

Chen Fei's body twisted into a strange, almost bowed posture. With one hand held back, his fingers trembled before curling together into a claw. Suddenly, the image of a great eagle soaring through the heavens, its cry tearing through the clouds, flashed through everyone's mind. He slashed his hand forward, his claw seeming to move like a majestic eagle hunting its prey, powerful enough to rip through solid metal.

SWOOSH!

Yuann Liegang's eyes narrowed as he watched Chen Fei's claw whistling toward him. He tightened his grip on the Fierce Blade Black Spring and, with a heavy stomp, his body shot upward to meet the attack.

RUMBLE…

The next moment, a terrifying, deafening clash rocked the arena. From Patriarch Bai at the edge of the stage to Ruan Qingxiu of Qingqiu and the others standing farther away, everyone felt their eardrums vibrate violently, a deeply uncomfortable sensation.

The two figures on the stage blew apart, retreating in opposite directions. Yuann Liegang stood with his Fierce Blade Black Spring, his expression cold. "Is this all the strength you have? Utterly pathetic."

DRIP. DRIP…

On the other side of the stage, Chen Fei remained expressionless, though his eyes flickered. One hand hung weakly at his side, and a few beads of blood dripped slowly from his fingertips.

However, he immediately crouched again and shot forward. A fierce, domineering, and feral aura surged from him once more, like the king of beasts descending a mountain. His fist moved like a tiger's paw, carrying the weight of a mountain as it crashed down. "Xingyi Fist Tiger Form, Tiger Roar!"

This punch was far more terrifying than the previous claw. The very air around them seemed to tremble. The writhing black streams of energy surrounding Yuann Liegang thrashed wildly as if encountering something horrific before largely dissipating. The fist hammered straight for his head.

CRACK!

At the edge of the arena, Patriarch Bai's eyebrows shot up. The formation had cracked again.

"Ignorant little bastard. You're courting death!"

Despite the display, not a hint of wariness or gravity appeared on Yuann Liegang's aged face. Instead, he brandished the Fierce Blade Black Spring horizontally as a faint black aura swirled out from his palm, condensing into an invisible yet immensely intimidating pressure that swept forward. He immediately followed up with a slash, leaving faint marks in the air.

ROAR!

In a daze, the crowd saw the daunting aura from the Fierce Blade Black Spring coalesce into shrieking, black specters with bared teeth and claws. They were shrouded in a malevolent energy so thick they looked as if they had crawled out of a mass grave, and they swarmed toward Chen Fei.

Yet Chen Fei seemed completely unaffected by the intangible but terrifying baleful auras. With his head bowed and his hands and feet planted on the ground, he let out a low growl. He gave the impression that he had truly transformed into a roaring beast king of the forest, his momentum erupting!

As the baleful aura and Yuann Liegang's blade closed in, Chen Fei's punch only grew stronger, its power becoming more and more astonishing.

BOOM!

RUMBLE! RUMBLE…

Finally, in the next instant, the two clashed fiercely once again.

This time, the monstrous impact was even more horrifying. A tornado surged up in the center of the arena, terrifying to behold. Even the formation at the edge of the stage seemed unable to hold, emitting a series of shrill, crackling sounds as it began to fail.

"Damn it, these two…" Seeing this, even Patriarch Bai couldn't help but frown deeply. With an expressionless face, he pulled another small silver flag from his robes. With a flick of his wrist, the flag unfurled in the wind, transforming into a mysterious silver light that completely covered the fractured area of the formation.

At last, the formation stopped deteriorating and slowly returned to its previous stability.

But while the formation was stable, the hearts of those still on the Summit of Tian Kui Peak were in turmoil, far from calm. Even the Innate Experts were no exception.

"Uncle Master Ruan, they…"

In the crowd, Shadow Immortal Dance stared blankly at the stage, her pretty face etched with shock. Even with her pure disposition, witnessing such a stunning battle left her inwardly trembling with astonishment and awe. Though she had not yet reached the Innate realm, anyone who wasn't blind could see that the two on stage were incredibly strong—so strong it was staggering. They were several times more terrifying than Wang Dashan and Duan Jingshan had been in their earlier fight.

As her heart trembled, her pure, beautiful eyes subconsciously drifted toward the young man in black robes, and she was lost in thought for a moment.

He seems to be about my age… But how is he so formidable? He isn't even at a disadvantage against such a powerful expert.

It was like a pebble dropped twice onto the still surface of an ancient lake, sending out faint ripples.

…

On the stage, the insane battle between the two monstrous individuals continued, making everyone's eyelids twitch.

Wielding the Fierce Blade Black Spring, Yuann Liegang was extraordinarily strong. He had completely surpassed the limits of the Early Stage Peak of the Innate Realm, allowing him to suppress Chen Fei from the very beginning. The latter was clearly at a disadvantage.

CLANG!

After another vicious slash sent Chen Fei reeling, a cold sneer appeared on Yuann Liegang's wrinkled face. His eyes, filled with mockery, fixed on Chen Fei. "Weren't you so tough-talking just now? How about now? Did you really think you were qualified to contend with me, Yuann Liegang?"

His three consecutive questions, laced with intense mockery, seemed to establish his absolute victory. Perhaps everyone there, aside from Chen Fei himself, thought the same. Wielding the Fierce Blade Black Spring, Yuann Liegang was simply too powerful—staggeringly so, on par with an Innate Mid-Stage Expert. Who could possibly resist such strength?

"Not talking? Do you think staying silent will help you win? Little bastard, don't be so naive. Today, you are destined to die here. You will pay with your life for the people of our Huadao Fort!"

Seeing Chen Fei's silence and feeling denied the satisfaction he craved, Yuann Liegang's expression darkened. A cold gleam flashed in his eyes as he swung the Fierce Blade Black Spring in a complex and bizarre arc.

"It's Huadao Fort's Shock Wave Chain Knife!" Ruan Qingxiu's expression changed slightly upon seeing the opening stance of the blade technique.

The Shock Wave Chain Knife was said to have eleven stances. When unleashed in a continuous chain, it could supposedly cleave a small mountain in half. This demonstrated just how powerful the technique was. Even an Innate Expert of her background dreaded it deeply. It seemed her opponent was truly preparing to land a killing blow.

"Little bastard, let's see how many stances of my Shock Wave Chain Knife you can take!"

Following Yuann Liegang's furious roar, a series of black blade shadows filled everyone's vision. They descended like an unending torrent of crashing waves, leaving no opportunity to counter or block as one slash followed another in a relentless assault.

Everyone left on the Summit of Tian Kui Peak felt a suffocating pressure, a chill that shot from the soles of their feet to the crowns of their heads, making their hearts pound and their scalps tingle. The force of this blade technique was simply too strong, suffocating, and despair-inducing. How could anyone possibly block it?

HISS!

The terrifying momentum of the Fierce Blade Black Spring swept across the entire stage, chilling everyone to the bone.

But just then, someone lifted their head, their eyes fixed unblinkingly on the stage. They thought they heard a dull sound, like a volcanic eruption, suddenly explode from that direction.

"This…" Even Patriarch Bai's expression shifted, his sharp eyes snapping toward the stage.

BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE…

In the next moment, a thundering roar like a furious sea erupted. The stunned crowd watched, mouths agape, as the area once enveloped by the Shock Wave Chain Knife was suddenly replaced by a blazing crimson light that swept over everything in an instant.

"What is… what is that?"

Everyone stared at the scene in horror.

"How… how is this possible!?" Even Yuann Liegang's expression changed drastically, his face a mask of terror.

Finally, they could see clearly. Beneath the overwhelming crimson flames, a proud Sword Qi surged upward. Four flaming swords floated in the four cardinal directions around the young man in black robes.

A wave of sharp intakes of breath swept through the crowd. Everyone stared, stunned and mesmerized, at the figure in the black robes, their pupils filled with utter shock.

At that moment, a soft exhale reached their ears.

The young man in the black robes slowly lifted his head, revealing his face and his jet-black eyes, as clear as polished glass. He murmured, his voice cool and laced with a hint of self-reproach, "It seems I can't win this without getting serious."

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