The battlefield trembled under the force of their clash. Every collision between the White Dragon Spear and Zhan Tian's greatsword sent shockwaves ripping through the air, distorting space itself. The ground beneath them cracked and shattered, unable to withstand the sheer pressure of their battle.
Yun Lintian's body burned with the combined power of six Primordial Authorities. The Beyond Heaven King's Crown glead atop his head, its radiance amplifying his strength to unprecedented heights. Yet, even now, Zhan Tian stood firm, his monstrous battle instincts allowing him to counter every strike with terrifying precision.
BOOM!
Zhan Tian's sword cleaved downward, forcing Yun Lintian to block with his spear. The impact sent him skidding back, his boots carving deep furrows into the earth. Blood dripped from his arms—his muscles strained to their absolute limit.
But Yun Lintian didn't falter.
He lunged forward, spear flashing like a silver cot. Zhan Tian parried, but Yun Lintian twisted mid-motion, his body phasing into shadows before reappearing behind the War God. The spear thrust toward Zhan Tian's back—
CLANG!
Zhan Tian's sword intercepted without even looking. His reaction speed was inhuman.
"Good!" Zhan Tian grinned, his excitent palpable. "But not enough!"
He retaliated with a sweeping slash, forcing Yun Lintian to leap back. Before Yun Lintian could land, Zhan Tian was already upon him, his greatsword descending like a guillotine.
Yun Lintian barely managed to raise his spear in ti.
CRACK!
The force of the blow shattered the ground beneath him, sending debris flying in all directions. Yun Lintian's arms trembled violently, his bones threatening to break.
Yet, his eyes burned with defiance.
He wouldn't lose here.
With a roar, Yun Lintian pushed back, channeling the full might of the Sun God's authority. Golden flas erupted from his spear, scorching the air as he forced Zhan Tian's blade upward.
Zhan Tian's grin widened. "I like your fighting spirit!"
He disengaged, only to imdiately close the distance again, his sword moving faster than before. Yun Lintian barely kept up, his spear dancing in a desperate flurry of blocks and counters.
CLANG! CLANG! BOOM!
Each exchange was a hair's breadth from death. One misstep, one delayed reaction, and Yun Lintian would be split in half.
Just as he had against the Death Dancer and the War God's fragnt, Yun Lintian began to learn.
He matched Zhan Tian's rhythm, his movents becoming sharper, more refined. The golden scales of Balance flickered in his vision, allowing him to predict the War God's strikes before they landed.
Zhan Tian noticed. His attacks grew fiercer, more unpredictable—yet Yun Lintian still held on.
Then ca the opening.
A slight overextension in Zhan Tian's swing. A fraction of a second where his balance wavered.
Yun Lintian struck.
The White Dragon Spear shot forward like a bolt of lightning, aid not at Zhan Tian's body, but at the space where his sword would be.
CLANG!
The spear struck the flat of the greatsword at the perfect angle, knocking it off-course.
Zhan Tian's eyes widened—
Yun Lintian didn't stop.
He reversed his grip, slamming the spear's shaft into Zhan Tian's ribs. The War God staggered back, the first real sign of damage he'd shown in the entire battle.
Silence.
Then—
"HAHAHAHA!"
Zhan Tian's laughter bood across the battlefield, shaking the very heavens. His grin was wild, exhilarated.
"Well done!" he roared. "You've done what few in history ever have!"
Yun Lintian panted heavily, his body aching from the strain. But he stood firm, spear still raised.
Zhan Tian's laughter faded, replaced by a terrifying solemnity. His pupil-less eyes glead with a newfound intensity as he raised his greatsword high. The weapon humd with power, the air around it distorting under its overwhelming pressure.
"Yun Lintian," the War God rumbled, his voice shaking the battlefield. "You have fought well. But now, I will go all out. Survive this final strike, and my authority is yours."
The mont those words fell, the world seed to hold its breath.
Linlin's fur stood on end. "Big Brother Yun—!"
Qingqing's tiny hands clenched. "He's serious now!"
Yun Lintian exhaled sharply, his grip tightening on the White Dragon Spear. He knew—this next attack would be unlike anything before.
Zhan Tian's greatsword began to glow crimson, the energy condensing into a swirling vortex of destruction. The ground beneath him cracked, unable to withstand the gathering power.
"War God's Final Decree—"
The sky darkened. The earth trembled.
"—Heaven Sundering Slash."
Then—
BOOOOOOM!
The sword descended.
A crescent of pure annihilation tore through reality, ripping space itself apart. The sheer force of the attack sent Linlin and Qingqing flying, their tiny bodies tossed like leaves in a hurricane. The battlefield shattered, the ground splitting into a canyon as the energy wave surged forward.
Yun Lintian didn't dodge.
He couldn't.
There was no avoiding this. Only eting it head-on.
"RAAAAAAAAH!"
With a roar, Yun Lintian unleashed everything.
The Beyond Heaven King's Crown blazed with light as he channeled all six Primordial Authorities at once.
Azure Dragon scales armored his flesh.
White Tiger lightning coiled around his limbs.
Divine Phoenix wings burst from his back.
Golden Crow flas wreathed his spear.
Vermilion Bird runes glowed across his skin.
Black Turtle shields materialized in layers before him.
And then—
The Forstmourne Spear appeared in his left hand. The mont it manifested, the temperature plumted, frost spreading across the battlefield.
Yun Lintian crossed both spears before him, pouring every ounce of his power into the defense.
CLAAAAAAAAAANG!
The collision was cataclysmic.
The shockwave flattened everything for miles. The White Dragon Spear and Frostmourne Spear groaned under the strain, cracks spiderwebbing across their surfaces. Yun Lintian's arms shook violently, his muscles tearing under the pressure. Blood sprayed from his mouth as his bones creaked.
But he held.
For one impossible second—he held.
Then—
CRACK!
The spears shattered.
The White Dragon Spear and Frostmourne Spear split apart, their broken halves spinning through the air before embedding into the earth.
The force of the impact sent Yun Lintian hurtling backward, his body carving a trench through the battlefield before finally skidding to a stop.
Silence.
The dust slowly settled.
Linlin and Qingqing struggled to their feet, their tiny forms bruised and battered. Their eyes widened in horror.
"Big Brother Yun...!"
There, at the end of the devastation, Yun Lintian knelt.
His robes were in tatters, barely clinging to his body. His flesh was crisscrossed with deep gashes, blood dripping onto the broken earth. His arms hung limply at his sides, trembling from the strain.
But—
He was alive…
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