The moment the sword energies of both sides collided, the heaven and earth shook, and a strong wind swept across the mountains and rivers for hundreds of miles, turning them into dust in an instant.

Such a big commotion instantly attracted countless people to watch.

"What happened?"

"What a big commotion, could it be that some rare treasure has appeared?"

For a moment, everyone's attention was drawn to it, and everyone was guessing what had happened there.

At this moment, in the center of the battlefield, a cyclone created by the collision of sword energy surrounded the two people on the battlefield.

The more violent the battle, the stronger the force. When the swords clashed, the powerful impact instantly separated the two men.

"puff……"

A trace of paleness suddenly appeared on Lin Qingzhu's beautiful face. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his condition deteriorated.

With a cold look in his eyes and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lin Qingzhu still stood up with difficulty.

Looking at Gongsun Baiyu in the distance, his condition at this moment was extremely bad.

That flawless white dress was completely torn into tatters at this moment, his hair was disheveled, and he was covered in blood.

"vomit……"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, Gongsun Baiyu's face turned pale, the Xuanyuan Sword was stuck in the ground, and he was struggling to support his broken body.

His hands and feet were shaking, and his eyes were filled with confusion and disbelief.

"No... there's no way I can lose."

“Why, I have ascended to the Immortal Ancient Absolute Dust Throne nine times, and experienced thousands of calamities, and cultivated to this path.”

"There's no way I can lose."

Gongsun Baiyu roared unwillingly and looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, releasing a furious rage of impotence.

"I have the Xuanyuan Sword. No one in this world can defeat me. It's absolutely impossible."

He had gone completely mad, and was seeking revenge with extreme anger.

He stood up again, his eyes red, as if possessed by a demon.

Lin Qingzhu looked at him coldly and said, "How ridiculous! All you rely on is the Xuanyuan Sword in your hand."

"All your confidence comes from this sword, but you forget that the swordsman is a man, not a sword."

"My master once told me that in a true duel, the key to victory or defeat does not lie in the sword, but in the person holding the sword."

"You are too obsessed and too dependent on the sword in your hand. You are doomed to fail."

As Lin Qingzhu's cold voice came, Gongsun Baiyu seemed to have lost all his faith.

Every word is heart-breaking.

"No……"

With a roar of rage, Gongsun Baiyu fell into complete madness. He was the most amazing swordsman in the world and no one could question his sword.

With extreme anger, Gongsun Baiyu laughed wildly towards the sky, holding up his loose hair.

"Ha ha……"

"My fate is determined by myself, not by God. No one in this world can defeat me, not even you."

When such an arrogant voice was heard, everyone present was shocked and understood immediately.

The battle is not over yet.

Lin Qingzhu readjusted his state, swallowed a spiritual pill, and instantly recovered to full strength.

However, the aftereffects of the previous battle have not yet dissipated, and he is still unable to reach his full strength.

Gongsun Baiyu seemed to have been possessed by a demon, and his aura became even more formidable.

In his hands, the Xuanyuan Sword seemed to have exerted dozens of times its power.

"Butian Sect, haha..."

Laughing wildly towards the sky, Gongsun Baiyu slowly lowered his head, and in an instant... a golden light burst out, covering the sky.

Crazy power surged in, and the whole world fell into extreme fear.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

Standing above the nine heavens, Lin Qingzhu gently stretched out her jade hand, trying to catch the wind that was blowing past.

I just felt a sense of sadness coming over me, and an endless feeling of weeping in my heart.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a thought flooded into his mind, and tragic scenes reappeared one after another.

Lin Qingzhu's face turned pale instantly, and the scene that suddenly appeared in her mind was the scene of the hundred-mile mountain fire and the town being attacked.

Seeing her parents lying in front of her covered in blood, her body began to tremble and her emotions gradually got out of control.

"not good!"

“This is the law of emotions.”

Zhao Wan'er, who was below, immediately saw the mystery of Gongsun Baiyu's sword, and her heart suddenly tightened.

She knew very well the pain hidden deep in Lin Qingzhu's heart. This was what she was most unwilling to accept and was also the secret hidden deep in her heart.

She was strong all her life and never showed weakness in front of others, but many times, late at night, Zhao Wan'er could see her silently guarding the window, gazing at the moon, missing her deceased relatives.

When Zhao Wan'er discovered the mystery of Gongsun Baiyu's sword, she was completely panicked.

She knew that Gongsun Baiyu's sword had hit Lin Qingzhu's soft spot.

"Senior sister! You have to hold on."

Zhao Wan'er was extremely anxious and was shouting silently in her heart.

She really wanted to take action, but this was a fair duel. If she intervened, she would be destroying her own reputation, ruining the reputation of the Butian Sect, and ruining Lin Qingzhu's life.

She felt helpless, and put herself in his shoes. If she was the one on top at that moment, would such a thing have happened?

Lin Qingzhu was in endless grief, infected by the emotion. A tear rolled down his cold face.

"Dad...Mom..."

Looking at the familiar figure in the picture, her emotions were somewhat out of control.

Seeing this, everyone present became nervous.

“You must hold on.”

Countless people shouted silently in their hearts, cheering her on.

No one expected that Lin Qingzhu would have such a weakness. Perhaps Gongsun Baiyu just happened to hit it by accident.

The situation of the battle began to turn around, and Gongsun Baiyu also laughed arrogantly after seeing Lin Qingzhu gradually losing himself.

"Ha ha……"

"As long as one is a human, it is impossible to be free from the seven emotions and six desires, even immortals are no exception.

I have explored the darkness countless times, and after going through countless hardships and sufferings, I finally figured out this sword. "

"I originally wanted to keep this sword and wait for the final competition to use it, but I didn't expect you to force it out today."

"You are very lucky. It is your supreme honor to be the first soul to die under this sword."

There seemed to be thousands of mirrors in front of her eyes. Facing Gongsun Baiyu's voice, Lin Qingzhu acted as if she heard nothing.

She seemed to have entered some kind of fantasy and lost herself in it.

Looking at those millions of mirrors, each one reflects the truest heart.

"Thousands of people, thousands of faces?"

"Master once said that a thousand people have a thousand faces. Looking through the surface to see the heart can give you a glimpse into a person's truest world."

"The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao. The Tao is both the indifferent Tao and the compassionate Tao."

“Tao follows nature. Between making choices and giving up, one must be able to take and let go.”

The scene of the debate with Master on Zixia Peak about the explanation of Tao continued to flash through my mind.

This was the first time that Lin Qingzhu faced his inner self and realized his own shortcomings.

Yes, she is still an immature girl after all. Her inner obsession is too deep. No matter what happens, she likes to grab both hands and refuses to let go of anything.

"A mirror can reflect two faces, one for good or one for evil."

"The highest mystery of Taoism is to make choices. Only by giving up can you gain..."

Lin Qingzhu's confused eyes seemed to brighten up again as he murmured.

"I see!"