This war lasted even longer than a battle fought in the Abyss.
After obtaining the power of the sword spirit, Jiang Wuyuan was able to fight Hua Fuye to a standstill. As long as neither of them revealed any major flaws, their battle could last for a long time.
When neither side has enough strength to quickly eliminate the other, the power of a half-emperor allows them to stretch the battle lines to an extreme degree.
Meanwhile, the battlefield below, with the departure of Jiang Wuyuan, also presented a situation of evenly matched forces.
If Jiang Wuyuan hadn't cut a hole in the Night Owl's ranks, the 100,000 soldiers probably wouldn't have fared much better.
...
High in the sky, the battle raged on.
Hua Fuye managed to pull back through a gap, struggling to suppress the sigh that wanted to escape.
This kid... he's a real jerk.
From initially feeling unaccustomed to such immense power, to becoming increasingly adept at fighting, and now even it can't gain the slightest advantage.
Hua Fuye had to admit that Jiang Wuyuan's combat talent was unparalleled and rare in the world.
"If you really grow stronger, I'm afraid I won't be able to beat you." As a prodigy, Hua Fuye has an extremely strong mental fortitude, and it is not that it cannot accept its own defeat. "Unfortunately, you came too early."
Jiang Wuyuan met his gaze but remained silent.
He has always been very clear about what he is doing. This battle at Night Owl's stronghold was a well-thought-out decision, and there is no question of him 'coming too early'.
However, there's no need to tell Hua Fuye about this.
After several days of fighting, it is no longer night, but daytime.
The sun shines brightly, and the earth warms up.
Although it's not the real sun, it's always more relaxing than the night.
Hua Fuye stood against the light, his aura rising steadily until it reached its highest peak.
Jiang Wuyuan's mind stirred, and at the same time, a powerful domain of laws spread out.
The two tacitly agreed that this final blow would determine the outcome of the battle.
The large force on the ground seemed to sense something and raised their heads.
In fact, the commotion from the fight between Jiang Wuyuan and Hua Fuye could have easily disturbed them, for no other reason than that the two of them were now too strong, and the Divine Realm Secret Realm was not as large as they had imagined.
Although the two had kept their distance as much as possible, the occasional glimpse of their imposing presence still affected the main force's morale.
But it's only a minor effect—the kind that makes your scalp feel tight.
Now, as their auras rise steadily, as they go all out without holding back in the slightest.
The people in the large group felt like a small boat on the sea, powerless and unable to resist the power of the ocean.
Fang You is considered to be in a relatively better situation, after all, his cultivation level is also relatively high.
At that moment, he looked serious and offered his sincerest blessings to the dark figure in the sky.
Keep it up!
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Ten thousand miles—swallowing mountains and rivers!
After a long period of preparation, Hua Fuye gently unleashed a strike.
唳——
In an instant, it seemed as if a crane was crying in the sky.
A giant azure dragon, hovering among auspicious clouds, roared furiously in the direction of Jiang Wuyuan.
It opened its mouth wide, as if it wanted to swallow the entire world into its belly.
Jiang Wuyuan clenched his fist in Hua Fuye's direction.
The third form of the Sword Dao Domain—Annihilation!
boom--
Black is a mysterious and eerie color, just as Hua Fuye felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss in an instant.
It steadied itself and looked around.
Until the oncoming platinum-gold sword light seemed to traverse the endless universe.
Click—thump!
The Azure Dragon and the sword light became entangled, and then both of them shattered and disappeared.
In the darkness, a sword was held against Hua Fuye's neck.
"You lost."
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After the strange phenomena in the sky dissipated, everyone eagerly awaited the final outcome.
Hua Fuye's fingers twitched slightly, and he finally let out a sneer.
It seemed to express dissatisfaction with the outcome of the battle, and also to express self-mockery.
Jiang Wuyuan pushed the sword forward until it grazed the skin on Hua Fuye's neck: "If you have no last words, then go in peace."
Perhaps due to the influence of the sword spirit's power, Jiang Wuyuan's mindset was surprisingly calm at this moment.
There was no direct hatred between him and Hua Fuye.
But all of Night Owl's men must die.
"The victor is king, the loser is villain; it's all about taking action."
Hua Fuye remained silent for a moment, but in the end, he said nothing.
The luster of its magnificent butterfly wings dimmed, just like its mood at that moment.
He was first defeated by Nian Qingfeng when he was young, and his life ended at the hands of his disciple.
Oh...........
Wasn't its life already enough to be mocked?
A last message? Oh well.
Just pretend it never existed.
Jiang Wuyuan saw the death wish in its eyes, said no more, and raised his sword to strike.
When humans perceive death, they always gain a profound understanding of life.
Ah, life...
Hua Fuye ignored his bleeding neck, laughed, and finally slowly closed his eyes as his body fell from the sky.
boom--
The ground was smashed into a crater.
The members of Night Owl looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief and incredulity.
Their lord actually lost?!
Not only did they lose, they also died??
Pei Feng gripped the silk thread in his hand, his expression towards Jiang Wuyuan inscrutable.
At this moment, Jiang Wuyuan was also almost at his limit.
He was subjected to a power that did not belong to him, and his body even showed signs of breaking down because of this power.
The sword spirit, having exhausted its energy, had to return to its spatial ring to rest.
In the blink of an eye, the young swordsman who had just been rampaging across the land turned ashen-faced, even more so than before when he was completely drained of his life force.
Teacher...I have fulfilled my mission.
The sword spirit looked at its little sword cultivator with a touch of heartache.
It's best if you don't use your energy and blood any more for now; get some rest.
[...It's not over yet...]
[Hmph, you've already solved the biggest crisis. If they can't even clean up the remaining small fry, then I'll truly have to question the capabilities of your Dragon Kingdom.]
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wuyuan surprisingly found the words to make a lot of sense.
"Quick, go down and find a safe place to recuperate. Also, drink some of your healing potions." The sword spirit sighed, looking at Jiang Wuyuan's body, which was crumbling beneath his combat suit.
This injury is not easy to heal...
He needs to keep a close eye on people.
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