And the current state of Wang Junze perfectly fits the scenario of this sword.

Seriously injured, with only thirty percent of his True Qi remaining, yet when he unleashed this sword, it instantly drew in the surrounding Power of Heaven and Earth, even exploited the gaps in the attacks of these deserters, nullifying each other and dissipating the overwhelming attacks.

As a result, this scene was created, almost an unforgettable image for everyone.

Countless attacks fell before this sword, seemingly coming to a halt, losing their force, collapsing, and incredibly, not a single attack could break through this net of swords to strike Wang Junze.

Such a powerful and profound Sword Technique almost completely overturned everyone's understanding, instilling an inexplicable fear in their hearts.

Is this really still Condensing Truth?

Even Refining Spirit isn't this formidable, can such a Wang Junze really be killed?

However, while the other deserters seemed somewhat panicked by this sword, a touch of terrifying Power of Thunder suddenly emerged from Jing Yuan.

With a slight flip of the palm, a purple spear appeared in his hand, surging with powerful Power of Thunder, thrusting straight at Wang Junze!

Rumble!

The tremendous sound of thunder instantly echoed across the snowy plains!

The spear strikes like a dragon!

In Jing Yuan's hand, that spear was like an angry purple dragon, roaring and lunging towards Wang Junze.

The Sword Edge tilted upwards slightly, and Wang Junze once again displayed the Endgame sword move to block this spear!

However, while blocking this spear, Wang Junze spat out a mouthful of blood.

"No matter how exquisite the Sword Techniques, they always require one's own strength as support; Wang Junze, you truly are the most outstanding genius I've ever seen, to single-handedly almost turn a dire situation into a living one, even I must admit my admiration."

Shaking his head, Jing Yuan looked at Wang Junze and said indifferently, "But dragging your heavily injured body, how many more swords can you wield?"

"Have your injuries healed?"

Faced with Jing Yuan's questioning, Wang Junze was equally unbothered, smiling as he countered, "Earlier when I approached the Ice Sculpture, you chose to call Ah-Man instead of taking action yourself... Your condition couldn't be too good either, if it really came down to a life-or-death struggle, can you truly say that the one who's going to die must be me?"

Calm and unrestrained!

At this moment, even in despair, facing Jing Yuan, Wang Junze still did not fall behind in the slightest.

This courage and grace, even standing on opposing sides, were equally captivating.

"Why should I personally duel with you?"

Shaking his head slightly, Jing Yuan asked indifferently.

His earlier attack was merely to break Wang Junze's invincible momentum, to boost the confidence of other deserters; with so many Desert Powerhouses present, why should it be his turn to risk his life with Wang Junze?

"But who said I'm alone?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Junze shrugged and laughed freely.

As if to confirm Wang Junze's words, in the next moment, several extremely powerful auras suddenly appeared from afar, the leading figure, even from a kilometer away, drew a blade and slashed over; amidst the snowy plains, the fiery red flame was particularly striking!

Human Race!

In an instant, the deserters were in an uproar, staring intently in the direction of the newcomers.

No one expected that the Human Race, who had previously dared not come over, leaving Wang Junze to solo the risk, would arrive at this moment.

Only Wang Junze wore an extremely bright smile at this moment.

Of course, he knew he couldn't resist the constant attacks from these deserters alone, but he was equally confident, as long as he could get through the initial massive crisis and trigger the Ice Sculpture's legacy, someone would undoubtedly come to his rescue.

Because this was part of his entire plan, and moreover, his sister Wang Xin was among these people.

He might not trust anyone else, but he had absolute trust in this sister.

Even if it meant killing, Wang Xin would fight until others had no choice but to come to aid, not to mention that not all the Human Race were fools; as long as there was hope of victory, with Wang Xin leading, they would at least come to see his fate before deciding whether to engage the deserters.

This game was already mostly won the moment he successfully triggered the Sword Intent legacy of the Ice Sculpture.

One wrong move, the whole game is lost!

This was the thought that flashed through Jing Yuan's mind at this moment.

Clearly, it was a perfect layout; with Wang Junze's strength, saying it was a nine-deadly-life scenario was not an exaggeration, yet precisely because he didn't anticipate that Wang Junze would resist the desert attackers using a desperate all-out approach to reach the Ice Sculpture's position, it caused all their advantages to be buried.

If the earlier loss to Wang Junze was due to the sudden blizzard, an issue of luck.

Then, this current defeat was entirely owed to Wang Junze's audacity and that terrifying Sword Dao talent.

"Retreat!"

Giving Wang Junze a deep look, Jing Yuan almost forced out the word between his teeth.

In the next moment, decisively abandoning Wang Junze, he led the deserters back into the depths of the snowy plains.

Just a moment ago, Jing Yuan had even considered, at all costs, to fight the Human Race in this battle, despite risking all deserters dying here, just for a chance to kill Wang Junze.

Yet this thought only flashed briefly in his mind before being forcibly suppressed.

It wasn't that Jing Yuan was afraid of risking his life against Wang Junze, but rationality told him that at this point, the fight was already unwinnable.

Wang Junze had turned the impossible into a comeback, not only seizing the legacy from the Ice Sculpture but also twice repelling the deserters' encirclement. His momentum had reached its peak, and even those arriving to aid the Human Race were sure to have their morale boosted.

In contrast, it was unavoidable that this loss would breed panic among the deserters.

With this rise and fall, the outcome of this battle was already evident.

Most importantly, there was still Wang Xin on the Human Race's side!

Jing Yuan had already witnessed Wang Xin's strength; to strong-arm the killing of Wang Junze, even if they narrowly succeeded, could he withstand Wang Xin, who would tirelessly seek revenge, risking her life in chaotic combat?

Going down this path truly meant exchanging lives with Wang Junze!

Let it be known, it wasn't just him; Nini, Ah-Man were also present, and after weighing the circumstances, Jing Yuan simply couldn't choose to trade lives with Wang Junze and Wang Xin.

Furthermore, even if it reached the bitter end, he had no absolute certainty that he could kill Wang Junze.

Losing means losing!

The most foolish action was to drag the situation into a greater disadvantage due to a moment's impulse.

As the deserters retreated, the tense string in Wang Junze's heart finally loosened completely; he could no longer support himself, his vision went black, and he directly collapsed into the snow.

This battle had truly exhausted all his energy and spirit, too tired!

"Brother!"

In a blur, Wang Junze seemed to hear Wang Xin's anxious call, but he no longer had the strength to respond in any way.

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