The Servants who were not affected by Han Feiyu's Noble Phantasm fought alongside their teammates who were temporarily controlled.

Now, only two people remain on this battlefield.

The Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, and Bai Yi.

"Bai Xiaosheng, your days of creating fake accounts and causing trouble are over. Now, I'm going to end your life."

"My old buddy, you know the rules. If you want it, come and get it yourself."

Both slowly approached each other; one was the true Master of the Myriad Swords Pavilion, while the other activated his Noble Phantasm, maintaining the posture of the Master of the Myriad Swords Pavilion.

The real and the fake Monkey King? No, objectively speaking, both could theoretically be considered real.

Moreover, because he still had many original manuscripts, many familiar figures of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Master appeared around Bai Yi.

Those who surrounded and killed him back then included the Blood Shadow Cult Leader, the Heavenly Fire Sect Master, the Five Poisons Lord, and...

"Brother, once again, we're on opposite sides."

Using the guise of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Master's brother, he launched yet another attack on his old friend, aiming to destroy his spirit and kill him.

"Bai Xiaosheng, are you never going to stop?"

With a single strike, white sword energy shot directly toward the Second Pavilion Master's neck.

Having learned from his past mistakes, he wanted to ensure his brother wouldn't live as Bai Xiaosheng's puppet, so he decided to give him a quick death.

However, since the Second Pavilion Master appeared to kill and destroy their spirit, someone will not let the story end so quickly.

"clang……"

The exact same sword energy deflected the attack of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Master, and Bai Yi slowly lowered his sword.

"Why are you so excited? I'm just fulfilling your wish so you can see your brother again."

As far as I know, he did not descend as a heroic spirit. It is so heartbreaking that you two brothers are separated.

I'm a kind-hearted person; I gave you all a chance to reunite. You should be thanking me!

Such infuriating words, such a nonchalant tone—it seemed as if the Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion was transported back to that day.

That day should have been his moment of glory, as he single-handedly suppressed all the experts present.

As a result, a wise man suddenly appeared out of nowhere, causing his heart to plummet from heaven to hell.

Corpses, blood, wails—in the eyes of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Master, this battlefield was no longer just a street, but the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion itself.

"Bai Xiaosheng, you killed my brothers, you killed my disciples and followers, you destroyed my Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, and you still expect me to thank you?"

Abandoning tactical thinking and complex calculations, he, as a Saber, even inexplicably entered a berserk state at this moment.

The overall value was slightly higher than the initial value, but he still failed to suppress Bai Yi.

Activating his Noble Phantasm transforms him into the form of the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords, whose stats are identical to those of the real Lord of Ten Thousand Swords.

Despite having the enhanced abilities of a traditional storyteller and the support of the puppets around him, the surging Wan Jian Pavilion Master was still at a disadvantage.

After defeating the Master of Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, he still had the mind to make a few more jokes.

"Oh dear, shouldn't you thank me? Even though you've lost your brothers, you still have me."

I can completely replace him and become the second master of your Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, cooperating with you just like you two brothers.

If you really feel bad about it, I can burn some paper money for their original manuscript as an apology, how about that?

"The All-Knowing Scholar!"

The only response he received was the increasingly furious voice of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion Master.

The sword swings are faster and more powerful; it seems that shouting during a fight can actually be effective.

However, reality is not a cartoon; there is no situation where simply recalling the past or remembering one's wishes can unleash several times the fighting power.