Boom!!
The clash of spear intent and sword intent was ferocious, every thread of will violently colliding as the two powers tried to obliterate each other. This was a direct confrontation between pure martial will—One seeking to shroud the heavens in darkness.The other striving to pierce the heavens and reign supreme.
Both carried the most extreme and tyrannical expressions of martial path intent. A single sliver of that will could crush a peak powerhouse.Even the residual traces from the clash became holy grounds of insight for countless cultivators seeking to comprehend spear and sword dao.
Yet—this was merely a minor exchange between Yi Tianxing and Heaven's Sin.
The instant they collided, divine light exploded across the battlefield, shrouding everything.The Nine-Dragon War Chariot streaked through space like a stream of light, darting in every direction. Yi Tianxing stood firm atop the chariot, launching deadly strikes with his Skybreaking Spear every time it charged.Each strike was world-shattering, capable of splitting mountains and rivers.
Heaven's Sin was equally swift—his black wings needed only the slightest movement to produce terrifying acceleration, matching the war chariot's speed.
Their battle became a blur of divine light and explosive impacts.
The pace was so fast that even the divine senses of seasoned cultivators couldn't follow.
Many cultivators began vomiting blood simply from trying to watch.They hadn't just imagined the shock—they had truly sustained internal injuries.
"Terrifying... I felt like my soul was about to shatter. Just watching for a few seconds almost destroyed my foundation. Truly monstrous-level combat—beyond ordinary comprehension."
"Luckily, I pulled back quickly. These are true dao injuries—wounds to the path itself. They're harder to heal than physical wounds. Only those with similar cultivation or insight can bear the weight of such a battle."
"Now I understand. When top-tier powerhouses battle, those unqualified shouldn't even get close. Either be ordinary mortals or elite cultivators who can benefit from the confrontation. Anything in between will just be crushed by the pressure."
Many Eternal Night cultivators looked pale, some regretful, others still trembling.
Watching without protection or sufficient cultivation could destroy one's dao heart.
In contrast, those watching from within the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Pagoda, such as Zhuge Liang, remained safe—viewing the battle at a distance. They couldn't feel the dao pressure firsthand, but it also meant they weren't exposed to its dangers.
"We won't know who wins until this is over,"said Liu Bowen, his eyes never leaving the battlefield."But I have confidence. With the Emperor's strength, he's not weaker than Heaven's Sin. He has a solid chance of victory."
"My husband will not lose."declared Yao Yue, her brows sharp with killing intent.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Their fight escalated further. In the span of a few breaths, they had exchanged hundreds, even thousands of blows. Spear and sword clashed endlessly, each strike masterful beyond imagination—refined through blood, forged through war.
There was no room for error.
In top-tier battles, one minor opening could mean instant death.
One moment of miscalculation could bring a fatal blow.
This wasn't some drawn-out contest.Every breath could hold dozens of life-or-death exchanges.
Neither Yi Tianxing nor Heaven's Sin left any obvious flaws.But Yi Tianxing's understanding deepened as the battle raged:
"His wings are the key. They channel all his corrupted power. If I can destroy them, I cripple him."
Those Fallen Wings were both his greatest strength and his potential weakness.But shattering them would be nearly impossible—virtually nothing could damage them.
"Kill!!"Yi Tianxing's eyes lit with cold brilliance.In the next collision, he roared.
Dark Prison and the Skybreaking Spear clashed again—But this time, the spear suddenly released a titanic burst of power, nearly doubling in strength.
The surging force blasted Dark Prison back. If not for the sword's own surge of energy, it would've been knocked completely out of Heaven's Sin's hands.
Even so, the shock forced Heaven's Sin back through the air. He flapped his wings repeatedly to regain balance.
"Godslayer Blade!!"
Just then, Heaven's Sin's pupils shrank.
A golden flying blade silently appeared before him—radiating boundless brilliance.
The blade had eyes, a face, and an eerie expression of wisdom—almost alive.Its gaze radiated vast intelligence, as if able to pierce through everything.
This was no ordinary artifact—it was the terrifying:
Innate Spirit Treasure: Godslayer Blade (斩神刀)
Now fused with the Sword of Wisdom, it had become a terrifying weapon of unimaginable sharpness.
The blade was aimed with impeccable timing—just as Heaven's Sin was momentarily unstable.Its energy locked onto him—soul and spirit included.
There was nowhere to dodge, no way to disrupt the connection.
A true killing blow.
One wrong move, and it meant death.
Crack!!
The Godslayer Blade flashed forward like lightning.Before Heaven's Sin could react, it had already circled his neck.
A thin red line appeared.His head soared into the sky.Strangely, no blood spilled.
Then—His body and head began disintegrating, dissolving into nothing.
But—
Behind the Nine-Dragon War Chariot, the true Heaven's Sin reappeared, swinging his sword.
"Substitution Technique – Undying Avatar!!"
Yi Tianxing wasn't surprised.He'd already guessed when the decapitated body began to collapse—it had to be a death-substitution technique.
These were immensely valuable, especially ones capable of fooling a Godslayer Blade.
Still—Yi Tianxing could sense the murderous sword aura behind him.
Boom!!
He swung Starshatter Hammer backhanded.
The impact twisted the void—space cracked like glass, terrifying to behold.
Heaven's Sin's surprise attack was forcibly broken.
"Excellent,"Heaven's Sin grinned, standing before Yi Tianxing."This is what I've been waiting for. You've earned the right to witness my true power."
"Throne of Corruption—Suppress All Enemies. Ascend the Peak!!"
Without hesitation, he declared the name of his trump card.
In that moment, a black throne materialized before him.
This throne was anything but ordinary.
Upon closer inspection, it was made entirely of black Fallen Feathers—each one pulsating with dark divine power…