to survive in this void as much as possible, Lu Xia Tian had already forgotten about keeping track of time. 。His eyes were filled only with the countless, endless flames of the fire. 。When erecting...“Alright, Silver-Faced Rakshasa, let me come meet you and show you the prowess of my Gujian Sect!”

Whether it was Lei Wan Tian or the white-haired old woman, none of them were willing to confront the silver-armored woman. At this time, Xiang Tieta and Duan Huitian were blocked, Yuan Haoting stepped forward, and suddenly a heroic spirit surged within him. This silver-armored woman was in high spirits, with her spear unmatched by anyone. Yuan Haoting had an ambition that soared to the heavens, and he just wanted to try it out.

The bladed double swords, imbued with the scorching power of the sun, hung suspended above her head like two intertwining dragons. The sunlight reflected off their surfaces, bathing everything in a brilliant radiance that mirrored the rising sun. One sword swung to the left, the other to the right, converging on the woman clad in silver armor.

The silver-armored woman rode a horse, her winged steed beating its wings slightly, swift as a shadow. Just moments ago she had been hundreds of feet away, and now in the blink of an eye, she was right before them.

Two shots, light and airy, without any fancy moves or much ripple of magical energy, managed to deflect the awe-inspiring Double Yang Arm Swords.

Yuan Hao's figure shook, his complexion changed slightly, and he took a few steps back. His lifelong companion, the Blazing Sun Twin-Arm Swords, were rarely matched by opponents.

Though the silver-armored woman appeared to be exceptionally valiant, as a woman, her two light and airy shots carried an endless amount of power. They were sharp and domineering, causing him to gasp for breath. Her cultivation was definitely not inferior to his!

“Among the disciples of your ancient Sword Sect, only that woman with the Yue Ling Jian Ti physique is somewhat decent. Although your aptitude is extraordinary, your temperament is still a few points lacking. There are cultivators from the Wangyue Realm who can make me realize my limitations, but they are not within your Ancient Sword Sect.”

The silver-clad woman spoke in a flat tone, not treating Yuan Hao as anything special. Though they had just fought, for the silver-clad woman it was like strolling through a garden. Beneath her, the flying horse Lu Hong understood her intentions and once again charged lightly towards Yuan Hao.

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As for the cultivator who taught this silver-armored woman a lesson, Yuan Hao naturally knew who it was. He was well aware of the top Jindan experts from the Zhan Yue Alliance, and this silver-armored woman before him was one of the most prominent among them.

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Except during his foundation-building period when he had been bested by Lu XiaTian, he was undefeated in all other encounters. Even Lao Qing of the Ancient Sword Sect, who had fought him to a draw in a game of chess and drums, couldn't claim victory over him.

As one of the most promising Jindan cultivators in Gujianzong to aspire to the Yuan Ying Dao, Yuan Hao had always been under strict protection. The most dangerous battles were often avoided by the sect master as much as possible. This time, the war was extremely perilous; otherwise, it wouldn't have resulted in him directly facing the woman in silver armor.

The gunfire across from them was like a waterfall of stars, surging and churning, but without the earth-shattering roar.

“Double suns burning heaven!” Yuan Hao’s face showed a trace of solemnity. He roared, drawing back his scorching sun double-armed sword with a flash of light, and charged at the opponent.

A torrent of sword light erupted, and besides the sword qi, it actually spewed out a unique solar fire! This fire is also one of the rarest kinds of spiritual fires. Yuan Hao integrated it into his swordsmanship, making it another powerful trump card.

The silver-armored woman's face flashed with a strange color, her spear trembled, and a silver arc surged to the tip. With a crackle and a burst of firelight, even the Blazing Sun Twin Arm Sword was jolted with numbness.

Yuan Hao's face changed slightly. The other party's mana was indeed a bit more refined, and the artistic conception was even better.

If Yuan Hao had temporarily avoided the confrontation, perhaps he would have been fine. However, Yuan Hao was a strong-willed person by nature, born with a stubborn refusal to lose. He insisted on proving his superiority over this silver-armored woman, enduring the discomfort and engaging in a fierce standoff with his Lie Yang Double-Arm Sword against her spear waterfall.

It was just a fleeting moment, but the discomfort intensified. A tightness gripped his chest, making him want to vomit. Finally, he could bear it no longer. Yuan Hao let out a low groan, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

“Strike the weak, divide the gathered, avoid the strong. Such simple truths are unknown, and one-sidedly seeks strength and victory, wasting great talent.”

The silver-armored woman's lips curled into a sneer. Killing the enemy wasn't just about the weapon in her hand. The man before her was no ordinary foe. If she didn't disrupt his spirit, it wouldn't be easy to defeat him. She estimated it would take hundreds of moves, maybe even more, to win.

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This person's magical power was indeed pure, and their Burning Sun Twin-Arm Swords were formidable. However, their state of mind was not good. In just a few words, they caused the opponent's Dao heart to waver, and their strength diminished considerably. In a battle between masters, even a slight flaw could lead to defeat. Moreover, the opponent was several levels weaker than them.

The woman in silver armor showed no mercy in her eyes. Her spear, seizing the momentum, pierced through the blazing sun double-edged sword and shot towards Yuan Hao's chest like a swift dragon.

"Junior brother, retreat!" At this moment, a clear and ethereal voice rang out.

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Only amidst the daylight did a ray of ethereal moonlight cascade down from the heavens, like a celestial path woven with stars. A slender woman emerged from that moonlit brilliance, her steps light and graceful as she approached. In a blink, she stood before us. With a casual sweep of her sword, she cleaved through the air like starlight rending the cosmos. This strike held no murderous intent; it was imbued only with the frigid chill of a moonlit night. The moonlight flowed like water, cascading over the profound and ethereal darkness.

The sharp blade of the sword obliterated the laser beam in an instant.

“Everyone says the Gujian Sect’s swords shine like sun and moon, but only you, Yue Ling Jianti’s Luoxianzi, can spar with me.” The silver-armored woman’s tone was as usual, calm and collected. However, compared to when she faced Yuan Hao before, there was a noticeable increase in seriousness.

"Sister, please step back. I'll handle this Silver-Faced Rakshasa. It was just a momentary lapse in judgment earlier. I won't let her get the better of me again." Yuan Hao gritted his teeth, drew the Blazing Sun Twin Arm Swords into his hands, and said with a cold expression.

"The Sect Master has given an order. Dare you disobey" Luo Qing said coldly, without giving Yuan Hao a second glance.

Yuan Hao, overcome with anger, stormed off to find another opponent. In the vast expanse of the sky, a new mass of pitch-black miasma swirled once more.

Inside, a man exuded an aura of malice. He held a black vial containing a dark magic potion in his hand and wore an Eight-Desolation Snuffer Crown on his head. His eyes were deeply sunken, like those of an owl scanning its surroundings.

“Eight Desolations Sky Demon Emperor Radiance!” Lei Wan Tian, the white-haired old woman saw the arrival of the person and immediately paled again. This Emperor Radiance was another Golden Core top expert who was not inferior to the Silver-Faced Asura.

After witnessing Fairy Luó's swordsmanship last time, Your Majesty has been in awe ever since. Today, I would like to spar with Fairy Luó once more and humbly request your guidance.

Emperor Yào looked at Luó Qīng with admiration. Even though they were on opposing sides, it did not hinder his appreciation.

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“Is there something you need here” The silver-armored woman glared at Di Yao, her silver spear resting casually beside her, showing no deference to him whatsoever.

"Fine, since you won't let me face Yin Mian Luosha, I'll meet this Yuan Hao instead. While he may not be as interesting, he is a rare opponent nonetheless." Di Yao chuckled, flipped his hand holding the Zhen Mo bottle, and aimed it towards Yuan Hao in mid-air. An eight-eyed Mo Suan emerged from the Zhen Mo bottle, swirling with black Qi as it charged towards Yuan Hao.

“Sword moves the vast sun!” Luo Hao collected his mind. The two swords of the scorching sun, agile as dragons, plunged into the churning black qi. With intent to control the sword, and with the sword to subdue demons!

In the midst of darkness, a roar shook through the air.

>d. If a casual cultivator of the Body Tempering Realm approached him, he couldn't have failed to notice. From when he separated from Lu Xiaotian, it had only been six or seven years. In the blink of a...