“Slash!”
Wang Xi’s voice was crisp as she brandished her sword, her jade-like arms gleaming. The black blade in her grasp sliced through the void, cleaving toward the massive earthen hand.
The colossal hand, woven from lightning and thunder, did not evade. Instead, it descended with overwhelming force, transforming from mist into a torrent of crackling energy. Even as the sword cut through it, the hand blazed with undiminished radiance.
**BOOM!**
A thunderous explosion rocked the stone furnace, shaking it violently.
Wang Xi’s expression shifted as she activated a treasure spell, merging with the void to shield herself from the storm of lightning.
Above, the massive hand now shimmered with countless stars—spherical lightning coalescing into a celestial river, crackling with terrifying power.
From afar, the sight was awe-inspiring. The hand blotted out the sky, its palm swirling with galaxies, descending like an unstoppable force of nature.
Even the Moon Inviting Princess and others were stunned. To wield lightning to such an extent, elevating it to the pinnacle of treasure spells—this was truly earth-shaking.
“Sky-Sundering Strike!” Wang Xi shouted, her usual ethereal grace replaced by fierce determination. She swung her dark immortal-metal sword, unleashing an ancient sword technique to counter the storm of celestial lightning.
**CRACK!**
The heavens shattered as endless bolts of thunder surged forth. The massive hand was split apart, but the colossal spheres of lightning rained down like erupting volcanoes.
The white-robed woman was engulfed in lightning, yet her sword pulsed with an eerie power, extinguishing the surrounding thunder.
**CLANG!**
Suddenly, the dark sword trembled violently as a strange arc of electricity surged through it, striking Wang Xi.
Despite her immense power, the conductive nature of the metal blade left her vulnerable—especially with Shi Hao deliberately intensifying the lightning.
With a muffled thud, Wang Xi staggered back, though she remained unharmed.
“Pacification Decree!”
Her eyes now burned with a regal fury, transforming her demeanor entirely—from purity to majesty. The shift was startling.
The words “Pacification Decree” echoed like thunder in the hearts of many, eliciting gasps of disbelief. Had Wang Xi truly mastered her clan’s supreme treasure spell?
This was no ordinary technique. Many generations had failed to grasp it, let alone wield it at such a young age.
Legend held that thirteen generations of the Wang Clan had attempted and failed—thirteen generations, not just thirteen individuals.
Now, the Pacification Decree manifested once more. The black sword trembled, unleashing towering sword beams that morphed into humanoid figures, quelling chaos across the land.
The vision was terrifying—beasts roared, shattering the wilderness; divine birds spread their wings, splitting the heavens. Yet a single figure, wielding a sword, subdued them all, unstoppable and peerless.
This was no mere illusion. The power surged toward Shi Hao.
**BOOM!**
The world trembled as Shi Hao unleashed the Kun Peng’s true essence. His arms—one black, one gold—extended, embodying the primal forces of yin and yang.
The Kun Peng’s truth encompassed the cycle of creation, the most ancient law of existence.
As his black right fist swung, endless dark waves surged behind him, a boundless Kun fish swimming through an infinite ocean.
When his golden left fist moved, the Kun transformed into a golden Peng, radiating solar energy.
This was the essence of transformation—yin and yang, the fundamental forces of the universe.
Shi Hao’s fists, wreathed in black and gold light, shattered the heavens, tearing through the void.
**BANG!**
The force sent Wang Xi reeling. Even the Pacification Decree could not overpower him.
“Kun Peng Art!”
“He is—!”
The crowd was stunned. To witness such a supreme treasure spell, refined to its zenith, was beyond belief.
**CLANG!**
Shi Hao’s fists clashed against the dark immortal-metal sword, the metallic resonance deafening.
Wang Xi’s heart raced—her sword had failed to wound him. His arms shifted between solid and ethereal, impervious to blades.
“Pacification Decree!”
She invoked it once more. A radiant figure emerged, wielding celestial power beyond imagination.
Shi Hao, mid-air, countered with the Kun Peng Seal. Their battle raged fiercely, from the skies to the earth, then back to the stone furnace.
**BANG!**
“The Pacification Decree is terrifying—one of the three greatest sword techniques in history. She hid this well during our battle in the Immortal Battlefield,” murmured the Moon Inviting Princess.
“Perhaps she only recently mastered it,” Xuan Kun speculated.
“An art that defies the heavens, refined into a divine technique,” the Ten Crown King sighed.
Meanwhile, all eyes were on Shi Hao. The Kun Peng Art was known to fewer than four individuals in all the realms.
“Could it be him?” the Ten Crown King mused.
“Wasn’t he captured by Yuan Qing and cast into the Primordial Ancient Mine?” the Moon Inviting Princess whispered, her eyes gleaming.
Many recalled the youth from the lower realm. Had he truly survived?
Qing Yi’s heart raced. Was this his return?
**BOOM!**
The battle escalated. Shi Hao’s fists surged with solar and lunar energies, embodying both divinity and demonic might.
Even he had to admit—the Pacification Decree was formidable.
Yet, the Kun Peng Art, refined to its peak, could rival even divine techniques.
This was no longer a mere clash of spells—it was a battle of heavenly arts.
Wang Xi unleashed another ancient technique, its power shaking the ages.
“Six Paths Reincarnation!”
Shi Hao roared, forming seals that summoned an unparalleled divine art.
“The Supreme Hall’s ultimate technique!” someone cried.
Wang Xi, the Moon Inviting Princess, Xuan Kun—all were stunned. Even Lv Tuo, locked in combat with Mo Dao, was shaken.
After the heavenly arts collided, silence fell.
Both retreated—but then, golden branches sprouted from the void, ensnaring Wang Xi.
She slashed furiously, yet the branches, inscribed with mysterious runes, tightened around her, binding her in mid-air.
“Break!” she commanded, her divine power flaring.
“They won’t,” Shi Hao said softly.
The crowd was dumbfounded.
Had Wang Xi… been captured?
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