So, Tang Fei used sword techniques that traverse the Netherworld, releasing disaster with Sword Intent.
Shiiing!
Above Tang Fei’s head, a long black river appeared.
It was eerie and cold, filled with Ghost Energy.
This was not water; it was the ultimate graveyard of matter and consciousness.
Inside, there were ghostly wails, the sticky collapse of flesh, the brittle sound of bones shattering, the piercing scream of souls being torn apart...
Countless incomplete skeletons climbed up from the black river, only to fall again, climbing once more, and falling once again.
They were born from the river, yet they were bound by it.
Thus, their eyes blood-red, they locked onto the only enemy present, the enemy their master had designated for them...
Whoosh...
The black river tilted forward.
The dense black aura clashed with the towering golden light, intertwining and devouring each other.
Boom!
A violent explosion resounded.
The Powerful Energy backlash stood Shen Xinglan’s body firmly in the high sky, yet Tang Fei’s body flew backward.
Bam bam bam...
He crashed through dozens of century-old and even millennia-old trees before coming to a stop.
"Puh..."
Tang Fei spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Great Grandmaster... truly not easy to deal with.
Shen Xinglan’s gaze fell on the Yin Erosion Sword in Tang Fei’s hand, knowing that this sword was a treasure. After all, he had ventured into the belly of the Ten Thousand Years Yin Flood Dragon to slay it.
However, he didn’t expect it to be this formidable.
The Yin Erosion Sword was the sword of ultimate darkness and evil, while the Taia Sword was the sword of ultimate light and might.
According to popular belief: Light always dispels darkness, justice ultimately triumphs over evil.
In front of the Taia Sword, the Yin Erosion Sword was naturally at a disadvantage.
But, with the imnse evil energy carried by the Shadow Serpent, even when facing Taia, the first on the Divine Weapon List, it was not inferior.
As the saying goes, when the righteous path elevates an inch, the demonic path rises a foot.
What if the demonic path rises a foot, while the righteous path only rises an inch?
Thus, Shen Xinglan speculated, if Tang Fei could comprehend the great path and ascend to Great Grandmaster, the Yin Erosion Sword could further evolve...
He didn’t yet know the secret that the Shadow Serpent was about to transform into a Dragon.
Thinking of the peerless Divine Weapon being taken by Tang Fei right under his nose, his heart felt another twinge of discomfort.
Why does he get all the good things?
"Big Brother..."
Seeing Tang Fei injured, Little Fatty was anxious with worry and rushed over to support Tang Fei.
Gripping the Skull Hamr, with red-rimd eyes, he said, "Big Brother, you’re hurt. I’ll go and..."
He thought that if he could exhaust Shen Xinglan for a while, by the ti Big Brother stepped in again, it could be a killing blow.
If, while fighting, he accidentally succumbed to demon possession and the hamr claid his body, that would be even better...
This ti, he must plead with Hamr Brother to crush Shen Xinglan dead, saving his big brother from constant trouble.
Tang Fei habitually tugged on Little Fatty’s clothes to wipe the blood from his mouth and scolded him, saying, "It’s a duel, be serious. What kind of audience runs onto the field mid-battle? The referee will blow the whistle soon."
"Big Brother..."
Tang Fei pinched Little Fatty’s chubby face, leaving traces of blood on his fair, tender cheeks.
Tang Fei mischievously sared it, turning Little Fatty’s face into a colorful ss.
"Don’t worry, I’m fine."
Tang Fei reassured.
Since he already knew Shen Xinglan’s status as Great Grandmaster was inflated, and that the Great Grandmaster Domain had loopholes...
He could break it once, he could break it a second and third ti.
It’s a problem he must face head-on.
He could let Little Fatty step in for him, but if Shen Xinglan had any sense... wouldn’t he run when the fight got tough?
Even fools know to run ho when it thunders and rains.
"Mm." Little Fatty nodded, still unwilling to leave Tang Fei’s side.
"This spectator... please exit the arena."
"Oh."
Only then did Little Fatty leave, carrying the hamr with him.
He really wanted to defy his brother’s words, but he didn’t dare...
Standing upright, Tang Fei looked at Shen Xinglan in the high sky, his face covered in blood but with a smirk of triumph, and said, "If that’s all you can do... you can’t kill ."
Shen Xinglan nodded and said, "Indeed, I’ve noticed. You’ve grown stronger once again, stronger than when I saw you last."
"What to do then?" Tang Fei asked.
"Try this sword of mine again," Shen Xinglan replied.
"Does it look impressive?"
"Very fierce."
"Good." Tang Fei nodded and said to Shen Xinglan, "I’ll give you a sword strike as well."
"Oh?"
"This sword stroke was originally ant for your grandpa. But since you’ve ascended to Great Grandmaster and ca straight to ... I’ll give it to you in advance." Tang Fei explained seriously, "Your grandpa won’t get angry, will he?"
"I think... he won’t." Shen Xinglan pondered for a mont and said, "He won’t get angry, only regretful."
Regretful that he couldn’t personally experience the power of this sword strike.
He didn’t say this out loud, but Tang Fei understood.
Tang Fei squinted and started to laugh, purely and brilliantly, with his signature smile.
"This sword, I’ve nad it... Scorching World."
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