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Once the magical concealment was removed, the pure power within the opponent could no longer be hidden from others. The serene, vast, yet sharp and incisive holy aura confirmed Chen Xuanfeng's initial instinctive judgment: this person's strength was clearly superior to that of the Dragon Emperor Knights and ordinary beast race sword emperors, only slightly below that of a Saint Domain expert.

Unexpectedly, there was such a master among the human race. Chen Xuanfeng couldn't help but think this way. A powerhouse like this should definitely not be unknown on the Mainland, yet he couldn't recall the other's name or origin no matter how hard he tried.

The man in white nodded apologetically and said, "You may call me Qis. I am very sorry for stopping you so abruptly, but I have a special matter that requires the presence of those elf sisters. I just didn't expect to encounter someone like you, who is also interested in them and wealthy, and I didn't prepare enough funds, so I had no choice but to wait here for you all."

Chen Xuanfeng smiled and asked, "And now? Do you plan to offer a higher price, or are you going to take them by force?"

The man in white, who called himself Qis, shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "I haven't been active on the Mainland for many years. I rushed here upon hearing the news of those hybrid elves, which is why I am short on funds. If I had three days, I could raise tens of millions of gold coins. But I think you won't wait for me, or even if I offer ten times the price now, you wouldn't agree, would you?"

Chen Xuanfeng nodded and said, "Indeed, for true high-ranking individuals, money itself is meaningless; it's just a means to an end. It seems you are the same."

Qis sighed and continued, "Originally, I had planned to exchange precious treasures for my goal, but judging by the grade of the swords behind you, I can guess that you are also not moved by treasures. Moreover, since I cannot reveal my identity to you, negotiations or lease agreements are out of the question due to a lack of mutual trust. In summary, if I still want to obtain my target, there is only one way left..."

"Combat," Chen Xuanfeng interjected. "Only the most direct and straightforward method can resolve the most troublesome situations."

"Exactly," Qis clapped his hands and laughed. "Although I know you are quite powerful, I still intend to fight. If I win, I can naturally achieve my wish, and if I lose, I can leave without regret."

"Ding——————"

The battle began in an instant.

The man in white, Qis, instantly disappeared from his horse and appeared in front of Chen Xuanfeng, his long sword already inexplicably in his hand, delivering a straight slash. Chen Xuanfeng's demonic weapon, "Emperor's Hatred Blade," also appeared out of thin air in his left hand, blocking the strike mid-air. The clash of the two blades created a shockwave that tore up the ground within a ten-meter radius. Chen Xuanfeng then counterattacked, sweeping his dark flame-wrapped blade horizontally. Qis, however, moved swiftly, using extremely sharp sword techniques to counterattack.

In a moment, the two had exchanged hundreds of blows with their black and white blades. However, apart from the first strike, there were no further clashes of weapons. Only a flurry of black and white light filled the space within a dozen meters, like snowflakes, yet neither could harm the other. Both sides were not using their full power, merely competing in sword techniques.

After years of training, Chen Xuanfeng's sword techniques had completely lost their rough edges. The situation where he could only follow the "Qiankun Extinction Blade" style had long disappeared. Now, each slash was a world of its own, perfectly showcasing the essence of the "Qiankun Extinction Blade" while completely breaking free from the original moves, adapting to the moment and changing endlessly. Combined with the dark flame edge of the "Emperor's Hatred Blade," the power was extremely terrifying.

The man in white, Qis, was equally impressive. His gleaming long sword was unscathed after clashing with the demonic "Emperor's Hatred Blade," and the holy power within it even caused the dark power in "Emperor's Hatred" to tremble continuously. It was undoubtedly an epic-level holy sword. His sword techniques, however, surprised Chen Xuanfeng even more—it was actually the "Demon-Slaying Sword Technique."

Although the name of this sword technique sounded mighty, it was not some divine secret art. Instead, it was the most widespread and least distinctive ordinary sword technique within the Holy Light Temple's influence. Basically, all Holy Light Temple warriors, along with members of mercenary groups affiliated with the Holy Light Temple, had practiced this sword technique to some extent. Its popularity was second only to the "Nameless Sword Technique," the foundational martial art of the "Ancestor of Sword Saints," Leinster, and its power was also similar. However, when this sword technique was wielded by Qis in white, it underwent a complete transformation. Each strike seemed to break free from the original technique, becoming a stroke of genius created at will, yet ultimately returning to the ordinary but flawless routine of the "Demon-Slaying Sword Technique." Turning the ordinary into the splendid, and then returning the splendid to the ordinary, it contained countless difficulties and unpredictable variables. Yet Qis seemed to handle it all perfectly with his innate talent or instinctive intuition. Such a brilliant use of sword techniques, even Chen Xuanfeng, who was skilled in the Nine Yin Secret Arts, couldn't help but admire, calling it "a heaven-sent talent."

Originally, the two had reached this point in their confrontation without finding any flaws in each other, and they would inevitably escalate their power, hoping to find an opportunity for victory in the continuous escalation. However, it seemed that heaven did not wish for them to determine the outcome now. Thus, when a certain external change occurred, both simultaneously sheathed their swords and stepped back.

The man in white, Qis, was the first to laugh and say, "Although I had long seen that you were a top-tier expert, with combat energy far surpassing ordinary sword emperors, I didn't expect to witness such perfect sword techniques. I thought that since the 'Sword Saint' Arshu passed away, there were no longer any sword techniques worth mentioning in the world."

Chen Xuanfeng also sheathed the "Emperor's Hatred Blade" behind his back and replied, "Thank you for the compliment, but hearing it this way, it sounds like you are indirectly boasting about yourself. Regardless, are these people gathering from all directions your enemies?"

"It seems so. I didn't expect them to still remember me after so many years," Qis turned his head to look at the distant night and answered with a cold smile, "Although being remembered by others is a kind of happiness, visits filled with malice are unpleasant. Moreover, today, because of their appearance, I not only couldn't obtain what I wanted but also lost the opportunity to appreciate the exquisite art-like martial techniques. With so many regrets, it seems I should vent some of them on those guys."