Dongfang Jingyue stood alone at the top of the peak. She watched the rain covering the sky without moving for a long time.

“Boom!”

A group of clouds came down, and the darkness dispersed from the sky. Dongfang Jingshui, with his armor and scarlet mantle, was standing next to her.

He was still arrogant and devilishly awe-inspiring!

He rattled his fists with his steel-like arms and tiger eyes, he seemingly wanted to pierce through others’ hearts. Even though he was standing on the ground, it felt like he was a pillar planted on the peak — eternal for ten thousand years.

“Victory or defeat?”

Dongfang Jingyue accepted the white veil from her big brother and covered her supremely beautiful features that were capable of toppling countries and cities.

This veil was taken back by Dongfang Jingshui from Young Noble Flawless’ hands.

"The 'White Dragon Heavenly Sword' of Su Yun had reached the sixth level and his sword energy could turn into dragons. Earlier, we fought for more than seven hundred rounds yet couldn’t determine the victor.”

Dongfang Jingshui stood straight...