Both warriors accelerated, their forms blurring into streaks of light. Shi Yi, radiant in golden hues, surged forward like a golden-winged roc, his gale-force aura cracking the very sky battlefield. Shi Hao, too, was ablaze with light—though different, his golden glow interlaced with dark streaks—arriving with impossible speed, shattering the pale gold foundations and railings in his wake. The Domain Enforcer frowned, his expression grim. Constant repairs were unsustainable; perhaps a new battlefield was needed.
Racing toward each other, their combined speeds turned them into twin comets, colliding with a terrifying burst of light, the shockwaves oppressive to all who witnessed. Shi Yi’s pupils burned, unleashing golden runes as he scrutinized Shi Hao’s form. The speed was staggering—no longer sluggish but like a divine bird in full dive, fierce and overwhelming. His plan to dissect his opponent’s movements and strike decisively was upended.
*”Ssshhiiing!”* Shi Yi struck, his arm sweeping like a roc’s wing, warping space in a dazzling golden tide. Shi Hao twisted aside, evading the decapitating blow, then countered—grabbing Shi Yi’s arm, dragging him into close combat.
*”Rip!”* Fabric tore as Shi Yi’s treasured robe split, exposing his arm. Unthinkable. The “snail” had shed its slowness, now drawing blood.
*”Blood sprays!”* someone gasped.
Their exchange was lightning-fast, Shi Yi’s famed eyes failing him this time. Shi Hao’s right hand shredded the robe, then slashed again, slicing deep into Shi Yi’s arm. Blood gushed, splattering high.
The crowd stirred. The legendary dual-pupiled genius had been wounded—his ocular power nullified?
Shi Hao pressed his advantage, though holding back the full Kun Peng technique. His palm glowed with sigils, radiating power.
*”Boom!”* Shi Yi retaliated with a punch, sending both flying back. Silence. Then, Shi Yi’s left eye streamed white light, sealing his wound instantly—no scar remained.
*”Earth Shrinking? No… Golden Roc movement? No—you’ve been to the North Sea. This is the Kun Peng technique.”* His voice was low, predatory. A cold smile curled his lips. *”Fortune favors you.”*
Shi Hao’s gaze sharpened. Few had ever discerned his technique so swiftly. But then, with dual pupils, deduction was inevitable—only a handful of legendary movements could defy such vision.
*”Brother, is your technique complete… or just fragments?”* Shi Yi probed.
*”Interested? What’ll you trade for it?”* Shi Hao mocked.
*”Trade? We’re brothers. Let’s study it together.”* The subtext was clear: capture and coercion.
*”You lack the skill,”* Shi Hao retorted coldly.
*”Swoosh!”* They clashed again, streaks of lightning intertwining, colliding hundreds of times in moments. Golden runes scorched the air, forming a grand scripture. A golden roc’s phantom merged with Shi Yi, exuding ancient god-king might.
*”Incredible! Shi Yi’s mastery is peerless!”* The crowd marveled. His ability to evolve techniques via dual-pupil analysis marked him as heaven-blessed.
Meanwhile, Shi Hao fought as a human, his palms sheathed in golden-black energy. His speed and ferocity troubled even the dual-pupiled prodigy.
*”Impressive, little brother. You’ve shed your snail’s pace,”* Shi Yi taunted.
*”Spare the chatter. Show me your true power,”* Shi Hao shot back, wary of the pupils’ myriad abilities.
*”Patience.”*
Their battle escalated, mesmerizing onlookers. Then—
*”Chaotic Realm.”* Shi Yi’s eyes swirled with mist, shrouding the battlefield in fog. The world blurred, its edges dissolving.
Shi Hao felt his movements slow, his agility shackled.
*”Die!”* Shi Yi attacked, shapeshifting into a savage Bixi, charging through the haze. Shi Hao dodged, countering with primal runes from the *Ancient Scripture of Origin*.
A golden sun materialized above, crushing downward.
*”What sorcery is this?”* Spectators recoiled, oppressed by its aura.
Shi Hao met it head-on, fists wreathed in archaic symbols. The impact woke the battlefield’s ancient spirits, their wails haunting the air.
The sun shattered—but its fragments coalesced into a golden bell, its toll shaking souls to the core.
*”A self-forged dao weapon, tempered by his foe’s strength! At his age—unparalleled!”* a venerable gasped.
*”He’s formidable,”* whispered the Flower-Tender Matriarch, eyeing Yue Chan. The fairy nodded, serene, though a flicker of light crossed her flawless features.
*”Dong—”* The bell descended, its waves obliterating railings. Shi Hao rocketed upward, fists blazing with shifting sigils—now a Suan Ni, now a Vermilion Bird.
*”How can his flesh withstand this?!”* The Domain Enforcer paled as Shi Hao, unharmed, pummeled the bell midair.
*”No! That bell is Yi’er’s life’s work—will it break?”* a demonic lake elder fretted.
*”Silence!”* the Golden Spider Venerable hissed.
The bell’s surface lit with scripture, chanting like divine decree.
*”Is this the end?”* a venerable murmured, eyes wide.
The battle’s climax loomed.
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