Runes flowed across the sword's blade, radiating powerful spiritual energy.

He walked steadily toward Elder Bai Mei, his aura rising like a volcano about to erupt.

Fang Han remained calm and waved to Chen Tingxue. His voice, though calm, carried an undeniable confidence: "Sect Leader Chen, you want to kill me? You'd better think twice before deciding whether you have the ability."

The mountain wind howled past, ruffling Fang Han's hair, and his figure appeared even more upright in the twilight.

A thrilling showdown is about to begin.

The two arch-enemies, Elder Bai Mei and Xiang Wantang, stood facing each other.

The White-Browed Supreme Elder moved like a ghost, slowly pacing around Xiang Wantang, his robes fluttering in the evening breeze, yet he hesitated to make a move.

His countless past encounters had given him a thorough understanding of Xiang Wantang's strength, and in his mind, this duel would most likely end in a draw.

Therefore, he placed his bet on the contest between Chen Tingxue and Fang Han to determine the outcome of this duel.

In contrast, Chen Tingxue's eyes were cold and resolute, showing no intention of testing him.

She lightly touched the ground with her toes, her figure as light as a swallow, and instantly soared into the air, her long sword carrying a chilling sword aura, piercing straight at Fang Han.

The distance that was originally several dozen feet seemed to disappear in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the sword tip was already close to Fang Han's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she flicked her wrist rapidly, the sword moving like a dragon, its tip radiating a dazzling sword light.

In an instant, it seemed as if dozens of swords were simultaneously thrusting at Fang Han, leaving one breathless.

This seemingly simple sword strike actually contains the most profound sword technique in the Wuji Sect's sword manual—Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin.

This move draws inspiration from the concept of "ten thousand swords returning to one," and when executed, it is extremely fierce and swift.

Chen Tingxue poured all her true essence into the top-grade spiritual sword in her hand. In an instant, the sword shone brightly, and sword energy crisscrossed.

The power contained in this sword strike is enough to reach a terrifying level where even gods and Buddhas would be slain if they couldn't stop it.

Seeing this, Elder Bai Mei's tense expression gradually relaxed.

Chen Tingxue unleashed her ultimate move without any hesitation, and now that her combat power has returned to its peak, she showed no signs of underestimating her opponent.

In his view, Fang Han was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and there was a huge gap in their cultivation levels. There was no way he could win.

By this time, dusk had fallen, and the mountain wind howled, rustling the surrounding trees.

Chen Tingxue narrowed her beautiful eyes.

Seeing that Fang Han hadn't drawn his sword yet, she already felt confident.

She felt that this move, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One," should be able to severely injure Fang Han, or even kill him.