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"Clang—" A crisp sound suddenly rang out as one of Xi Luo's sword qi finally pierced through Chen Xuanfeng's defenses and struck his waist amidst his distraction.

"Ugh!" Chen Xuanfeng couldn't help but grunt in pain from the sudden attack. Although he was clad in legendary golden armor, which was integrated with his Golden Bell Shield skill, leaving no trace of the sword qi, the searing radiation within it directly penetrated his internal organs, forcing him to rapidly circulate his Nine Yin True Energy to neutralize it.

Due to the chain reaction, while Chen Xuanfeng was neutralizing Xi Luo's sword qi, his response to Morova's aerial assault was delayed. This allowed the young Sword Saint, who had transformed into a firebird, to avoid being completely dispersed by Chen Xuanfeng's blade as before. Instead, he swiftly gathered the scattered flames in the sky and launched an even stronger second attack.

"Werewolf, you're done for. Prepare to die!" Morova, hidden within the firebird, swung his *Red Lotus Sword*, transforming it into a pair of massive claws that descended upon Chen Xuanfeng, enveloping a ten-meter radius around him.

Chen Xuanfeng once again unleashed his ultimate technique, "One Blade to Sever the Cosmos," shattering Morova's fiery energy. He sneered, "How utterly naive and laughable. Do you really think that with the 'Sacred Sigil,' you can replicate the power of the 'Flame Saint' from back then? Power obtained without step-by-step exploration and tempering can never be truly wielded. Neither you nor Xi Luo have yet grasped the mysteries of the power you possess. If you truly believe that relying on your domain and teamwork can defeat me, that's the biggest joke of all."

"We don't need to fully understand our power, Master. We only need to know how to use it to defeat you," Morova retorted as he retreated, only for Xi Luo to immediately press the attack. Their coordination was seamless. "In this domain, our power has reached the level of a Sword Saint. With perfect teamwork, we can surely wear you down. If you can't withstand our onslaught, you'll fall. Even if you can, how long can your body sustain the power of a Sword Saint? When both of us exhaust our strength, Morova alone can secure victory."

"So, Master, you're destined to lose today!" As Xi Luo spoke, two more sword qi pierced through Chen Xuanfeng's sword net, though they failed to harm him as he evaded them using the *Phantom of the Underworld* technique.

"Indeed, facing two Sword Saints, you're bound to lose!" Morova seized the opportunity while Chen Xuanfeng was shifting his stance, launching a series of rapid attacks, exchanging three moves before being forced to retreat.

Outside the domain, Jin Luosha, Li Jia, Ye Ge, and Xue Li watched anxiously, wishing they could rush in to aid Chen Xuanfeng. However, the domain opened by the Sword Saint was beyond their ability to breach. Whether it was the "Tiger Spirit Blade," the "Lamenting Sacred Bow," or light magic, nothing could help. Thus, the four girls were powerless to intervene.

Yet, Chen Xuanfeng, trapped in this dire situation, showed no sign of panic. Facing the increasingly relentless attacks of the two young humans, he merely sneered, "Two cocky brats. If power could be so simply calculated, why would so many people in the world exhaust their lives mastering supreme martial arts? Fine, since you're so presumptuous, let me use this move to cool your heads. Watch closely, for this was originally prepared to deal with the 'Dragon Saint.'"

Before his words faded, his sword and blade techniques shifted.

The blade was chaotic, the black flame-infused strikes suddenly becoming disorderly. All techniques belonging to the "Cosmic Annihilation Blade," along with many moves not part of the Nine Yin arts, were haphazardly unleashed by Chen Xuanfeng. In an instant, it seemed as though countless ultimate techniques surrounded him, yet none fully formed.

The sword was bizarre, the "Eight Scenes of Doushuai Sword Technique," known for breaking all techniques, suddenly abandoned its defense against Xi Luo and instead targeted Chen Xuanfeng's left hand, the *Emperor's Wrath Blade*. Golden sword qi intertwined with the black blade light, fully unleashing its ability to dismantle all techniques, mixing all of Chen Xuanfeng's formed and unformed moves into a chaotic mess.

Chaos—within a few meters of Chen Xuanfeng, everything descended into chaos. Black and golden light intertwined into an incredibly complex mass, obscuring even Chen Xuanfeng's shadow. This chaotic sphere seemed like a bottomless pit, absorbing all of Morova and Xi Luo's attacks without a trace.

Though it felt slow, from the moment Chen Xuanfeng changed his techniques to the formation of the chaos, it was but a blink of an eye. Immediately after, this chaos revealed an astonishing transformation.

Blade light—more powerful than "One Blade to Sever the Cosmos"—not black, but a brilliant white, suddenly slashed toward Morova's face. It was not only powerful but also heavy, containing multiple hidden forces. Several fiery edges of the *Red Lotus Sword* were directly severed and shattered. As Morova hastily retreated, he realized this white blade light, wrapped in golden sword qi, didn't cling to the *Emperor's Wrath Blade* like "One Blade to Sever the Cosmos." Instead, it crossed spatial distance, flying out and forcing him to spin away in evasion.

Then, to his horror, he saw that such blade lights weren't just one or two, but... countless.

Centered around the strange chaotic sphere Chen Xuanfeng had formed, countless massive white blade lights, entwined with golden sword qi, shot out indiscriminately in all directions. Morova and Xi Luo's resistance couldn't delay them in the slightest. The dense fire elements that had filled the space were instantly swept away. The tidal wave of blade light, roaring like a mountain and sea, effortlessly tore through Morova's domain and swept across the entire underground ruins. Except for the area near Jin Luosha and the other three girls, which was deliberately avoided, everything—whether underground, the ceiling, or the ruins—was plowed with deep, bottomless gashes.

At the end of each blade light, countless tiny crystalline fragments scattered, filling the void.

Amid the rumbling of the blades, only a clear, lingering laugh could be heard. Faintly, Chen Xuanfeng's voice could be heard reciting something in an incomprehensible language. If anyone could comprehend the language of a world called "Song," they would hear him reciting two lines of poetry: "After battling three million jade dragons, broken scales and shattered armor scatter the sky."