In the dense forest, waves of energy roared, and killing intent filled the air. Two figures exchanged blows repeatedly, their gold and blue energies intertwining as century-old trees crashed to the ground wherever they fought.0

One figure stood immovable like a mountain, every strike carrying the force of a thunderbolt. The other was like a ghostly shadow, so elusive that even with Spirit Eyes activated to the extreme, their opponent struggled to track their movements.0

Suddenly, the ghostly figure leapt into the air and momentarily paused. Seven green beams of light spread out before converging into a storm of blades that descended from above.0

Qin Liangchen’s expression turned solemn as the golden giant sword circling above his head slashed upward.0

Boom!0

The blade storm resisted for only two seconds before it shattered instantly. But, the storm’s collapse did not mean the assault had ended.1

The seven flying blades, though deflected, were quickly redirected under the control of the ghostly figure. They were soon attacking Qin Liangchen from various angles again. Additionally, the figure blurred, leaving behind multiple phantoms, making...0