King's Awakening Chapter 785

Chapter 785: Chapter 785: Saint Luo Cheng

“Saint, Luo Cheng!”

White Mitchell pulled himself together, his gaze becoming even more resolute.

Suddenly, the scene in front of him shifted again.

A young man born into a savage survival environment, he had been living since childhood in a place ravaged by wild beasts and harsh weather. This wilderness, over countless years, had fostered many cultivation prodigies, and White Mitchell was one of them.

White Mitchell's parents had died in an epidemic when he was young, leaving him alone to live in this barren land. He led a hard life from a young age, struggling daily with wild animals and searching for food and water to sustain his survival. In such harsh conditions, White Mitchell honed his resilient will and incredibly strong body.

However, White Mitchell's fate was not so ordinary. By chance, he found a jade stone that had fallen from the sky. This jade emitted a peculiar radiance; White Mitchell took it into his possession and felt a surge of mysterious power coursing through his body.

This jade stone turned out to be a cultivation treasure, capable of guiding cultivation power. White Mitchell instantly understood his fortune. He resolved to become a cultivator and change the course of his destiny.

So, White Mitchell began his journey of cultivation. In this wilderness, cultivators were revered as god-like beings. They could control the elements of heaven and earth through cultivation power and possessed strength beyond ordinary people. White Mitchell was constantly captivated by the infinite charm of this power.

However, the road to cultivation was not as smooth as he imagined. In the process of testing his own strength, he had to engage in fierce battles with wild animals, weather, and other cultivators. Each battle was a matter of life and death, but White Mitchell never backed down. Relying on his tenacious will and unyielding spirit, he overcame countless difficulties.

After a long time, White Mitchell's cultivation power became more pure and strong. His name slowly spread throughout the wilderness, becoming a person looked up to by many.

However, the twists and turns of fate did not stop there. White Mitchell learned about the existence of a cultivation sect. This sect had numerous cultivation resources and well-known cultivators, presenting him with the best opportunity to further enhance his cultivation power.

Without hesitation, White Mitchell decided to go to this sect. However, after entering the sect, he faced ridicule and ostracism from his fellow disciples. These people only had their own interests and positions in their eyes, and they saw White Mitchell as a threat, trying to expel him from the sect.

White Mitchell was not disheartened. He did not give up on his dream because of the unfriendliness of others. On the contrary, he showed his strength and value with even more determination and committed cultivation.

He grew up in the sect, engaging in continuous competitions and disputes with his fellow disciples. In this process, he befriended a female cultivator who was also ostracized, and they supported each other on the path of cultivation.

As time passed, White Mitchell's strength grew stronger. By virtue of his dedication and talent, he won access to the sect's advanced cultivation resources and opportunities. His name also gradually rang out within the sect, making him an important figure.

Finally, White Mitchell successfully passed the sect's assessment and obtained the sect's true teachings. His cultivation path reached a new turning point. He began to control an even more potent cultivation power, becoming a true cultivator.

However, the path to cultivation is not always smooth. White Mitchell faced unprecedented difficulties and challenges. He discovered a dark conspiracy hidden within the sect. Some senior disciples, in their power struggle, colluded in secret, trying to exclude White Mitchell.

White Mitchell felt helpless, but he did not back down. He knew that only by becoming stronger could he stand firm in this cruel cultivation world. He decided to temporarily leave the sect to cultivate alone and prepare to face the challenge of this conspiracy with his power.

During his cultivation after leaving the sect, White Mitchell met a mysterious old man. The old man told him that the dark forces within the sect had long been seen through, and his emergence was a part of destiny. The old man gave White Mitchell a wordless ancient book, telling him that after unraveling the mystery of this book, he would discover the truth and retake the power of the sect.

White Mitchell received the ancient book and started to decipher its secrets. He found that this book was not an ordinary cultivation scripture, but contained a peculiar law. Through constant cultivation and enlightenment, White Mitchell gradually understood this law and incorporated it into his cultivation.

Several years later, White Mitchell returned to the sect as an invincible existence. Using the laws within the ancient book, he easily defeated those high-ranking disciples who had once ostracized him and gradually uncovered the whole truth of the conspiracy.

Apparently, the dark forces within the sect were manipulated by an evil force. They plotted to use the sect's resources and power to achieve eternal strength. White Mitchell discovered that the source of this evil force was within the sect itself, and he decided to eradicate it completely.

After intense fighting, White Mitchell finally found the leader who guided the dark forces, a being called the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord is a being that has already broken beyond human limits. He integrated into the sect, using his control of the sect's power to nourish his own strength. White Mitchell started a life-and-death fight with the Demon Lord, pushing his skills to the limit with his exquisite swordsmanship and mastery of ancient laws.

In his duel with the Demon Lord, White Mitchell finally understood the true meaning of the ancient laws he had been cultivating. The law requires cultivators to have a compassionate heart, to use their strength to protect the weak, and not to misuse power to pursue their ideals. Through this realization, White Mitchell gained real invincible power.

Eventually, White Mitchell shattered the Demon Lord with his unbreakable strength, destroyed his physical form, and sealed him in a desolate place. After the conspiracy within the sect was exposed, the upper levels of the sect apologized to White Mitchell and put the power of the sect in his hands.

White Mitchell became the Sect Leader, ruling the sect with compassion and wisdom. He implemented reforms to reduce the waste of cultivation resources, emphasizing the cultivation of the disciples' moral character and awareness of charity. He opened the sect's doors to allow more talented and potential youths an opportunity to enter the hall of cultivation.

Before long, White Mitchell invited the heads of other Righteous Sects to discuss the peaceful development of the Cultivation World. They decided to establish a mutual Cultivation Alliance to promote the progress and prosperity of the Cultivation World through exchange and collaboration. White Mitchell, with his outstanding leadership and compassion, was elected as the president of the Cultivation Alliance.

The responsibilities of the president of the Cultivation Alliance are heavy, and White Mitchell knew the challenges he faced were tremendous. There are many power struggles and discordant factors in the Cultivation World that require him to promote cooperation and mutual prosperity among the sects with wisdom and magnanimity.

Facing the expectations of numerous sects, White Mitchell first reformed the internal structure of the alliance. He set up numerous committees and departments which were jointly controlled and decided by representatives from each sect. He insisted on making fair rules and regulations to ensure the proper functioning of affairs within and outside the alliance.

At the same time, White Mitchell also paid attention to the exchange and cooperation between the Cultivation Alliance and other forces. He actively maintained communication with various forces such as the Demon Sect, the Monster Race, and the Divine Realm to promote understanding and friendship. He encouraged member sects of the alliance to organize cultivation exchange activities, research meetings, and external exchanges to improve the overall cultivation level in the Cultivation World.

White Mitchell proposed a collective cultivation resource management plan to address the uneven distribution of cultivation resources. Through the Resource Allocation Committee set up in the alliance, each sect could compete fairly and share cultivation resources together, making the Cultivation World more just and balanced.

When dealing with internal disputes, White Mitchell always adhered to the principle of putting the overall situation first. He set an example, advocated for harmony and initiated many harmony activities, and exchanges within and outside the alliance. He advocated that cultivators should cultivate their disposition, put aside selfish interests and narrow views, cultivate a compassionate heart, and face any difficulties and challenges with a harmonious attitude.

The development of the Cultivation Alliance also attracted the attention of other forces. Some evil forces attempted to attack the alliance, aiming to disrupt the peaceful order established by White Mitchell. However, White Mitchell demonstrated his extraordinary strength and excellent leadership. He led the cultivators in the alliance to bravely resist the enemy and defend the peace of the Cultivation World.

White Mitchell noticed that there were many problems in the Cultivation World that needed to be solved urgently. He launched a sect reform movement to promote democracy and the rule of law in cultivation. He abolished many old systems and concepts, advocating for the participation of the majority of cultivators in decision-making to achieve fair management of the entire Cultivation World.

Under the leadership of White Mitchell, the Cultivation Alliance gradually became the most influential and authoritative organization in the Cultivation World. His various reforms and concepts were widely accepted in the Cultivation World, and many sects joined the alliance, working together to promote the progress and prosperity of the Cultivation World.

As time went by, White Mitchell gradually became a legendary figure in the Cultivation World. His measures to govern the Cultivation Alliance and his magnanimous leadership style gained the admiration and praise of countless cultivators. He not only made great contributions to the Cultivation World, but also continuously improved his own cultivation, reaching the peak of cultivators.

However, just as the Cultivation Alliance reached its peak, a sudden crisis came to the Cultivation World.

The Demon Clan, which had been a hidden danger in the Cultivation World for thousands of years, enjoyed destruction and aggression just to satisfy their desire for power. The Demon Clan's leader, Leader Brunsch, was an extremely powerful being. He led a massive Demon Clan army, intent on destroying the peace and prosperity of the Cultivation World.

White Mitchell received intelligence that the Demon Clan was about to launch a large-scale attack. He immediately assembled the elites of the Cultivation Alliance and made a decision to respond. At the same time, he actively communicated with other forces, hoping to join forces to resist the Demon Clan's invasion.

The massive alliance army gathered together, could be considered invincible in the world. White Mitchell personally led the army, leading the cultivators in the Cultivation Alliance on their journey to the battlefield. The horn of war echoed in the sky, and the fate of the Cultivation World hung in the balance.

The Demon Clan's army covered the battlefield like a black cloud, and the cultivators of the Cultivation Alliance showed their unyielding bravery. They started an intense fight with the Demon Clan, with flesh and blood flying, and the battlefield ablaze.

White Mitchell transformed into a bolt of lightning, darting through the battlefield, using his immortal power and supreme swordsmanship to eliminate countless members of the Demon Clan. His Sword Qi was as magnificent as a rainbow, and the flickering of swordlight was like an illusion, each stroke diminished a group of Demon Clan.

However, as the battle progressed, the number of the Demon Clan increased, and their strength grew stronger. White Mitchell could feel their Dark Power spreading. He knew that he had to think of a way to defeat the Demon Lord, the Demon Dragon Child.

White Mitchell withdrew his longsword, gazing intently at the position where Demon Dragon Child was. His immortal power surged crazily, forming a robust golden light barrier around him.

“Demon Dragon Child, your sins have reached the limit!” White Mitchell shouted, his voice booming like a thunderclap.

Demon Dragon Child stood leisurely at the other end of the battlefield, his black robe flapping, his gaze profound. He let out a cold laugh, “White Mitchell, do you think you can defeat me with your immortal power? You're too naive!”

The hint of a smile creeped up to the corner of White Mitchell's mouth. He knew Demon Dragon Child wasn't easy to deal with, but he would never back down. He stepped forward, each step causing tremors in the ground.

On the battlefield, the soldiers of the Demon Clan swiftly converged, surrounding White Mitchell. They emanated black smoke, let out evil growls, and their eyes glowed with a brutal light.

White Mitchell gazed at this group of demon soldiers, suddenly pointing his hand, a beam of Sword Qi instantly pierced through several demon soldiers. They let out a shrill scream and then turned into ashes.

White Mitchell's swordsmanship was incomparably fierce, each of his swords full of destructive power. The Sword Qi swept across the battlefield, defeating demon soldiers and simultaneously causing colossal damage to the entire battleground.

However, the number of demons didn't decrease, but instead grew bigger. They pounced on White Mitchell, like an overwhelming tide of darkness.

White Mitchell's pupils contracted, knowing that he needed to change tactics and couldn't fight the demons head-on. His figure flickered, vanished on the spot, then appeared behind the demons.

He held his longsword, swiftly moved his body, and the light of the sword erupted. Sword Qi soared out, accurately beheading the demons. Under his swordsmanship, demons wailed continuously, countless bodies fell to the ground.

Demon Dragon Child frowned, standing with his hands behind his back, a hint of vigilance in his eyes. He could feel White Mitchell's strength continuously growing. This man was far more troublesome than he thought.

Although White Mitchell had defeated a large number of demons, he didn't stop. He vanished again amidst the assembled demons and once again attacked their rear. His swordsmanship was splendidly exquisite, each strike brimming with scorching energy that the demons couldn't resist.

A glint of chill flashed across the indifferent eyes of Demon Dragon Child. He quietly stepped back, flying straight towards the location of White Mitchell. The whip in his hand trembled, carrying the power of demons and viciously aimed it at White Mitchell.

White Mitchell sensed Demon Dragon Child's aura, he dodged to the side and followed by flipping his right hand, the longsword, like a roaming dragon, drew a smooth arc aimed at the whip of the Demon Dragon Child.

The power of light and darkness intertwined, producing a piercing tearing sound. White Mitchell's swordsmanship was even more severe than Demon Dragon Child's whip skill. His sword was like a flash of lightning, each strike was swift and sharp.

Demon Dragon Child's expression changed slightly, he felt endless killing power from White Mitchell's swordsmanship. His whip spun incessantly, trying his best to fend off White Mitchell's attack.

Their battle was as fast as lightning and as intense as sparks. Their figures jumped, sometimes intertwined and sometimes separated. The soldiers from the Demon Clan surrounding them were continuously knocked down by their energy fluctuations.

Despite facing White Mitchell's fierce attack, Demon Dragon Child did not retreat. The dark power emanating from his body grew more intense, spreading out like a black fog.

White Mitchell felt the dark energy from Demon Dragon Child and frowned. He knew that if he did not address this dark power quickly, it would pose a significant threat to him.

He withdrew his longsword, raised his hands, and closed his eyes. His immortal power surged within his body, mighty like a torrent.

White Mitchell began to activate his Immortal Technique, guiding the surrounding natural elements to converge around him. The battlefield fell silent, and the demon soldiers halted in their tracks, not daring to approach.

In Demon Dragon Child's eyes flashed a tinge of confusion; he could feel White Mitchell performing a terrifying Immortal Technique. He smirked, “Do you think integrating the power of nature can deal with me? You're too naive!”

White Mitchell ignored the words of the Demon Dragon Child, focusing all his attention on activating his Immortal Technique. The surrounding natural elements condensed into a giant orb of light, floating above White Mitchell's head.

The orb of light gradually became blazing hot, releasing dazzling radiance. A force of immense energy erupted from within, hurtling towards the Demon Dragon Child.

Seeing this, the Demon Dragon Child's face slightly changed, not daring to be careless. The long whip in his hand brutally struck the ground, immediately protecting him with a dark barrier.

The collision of the orb of light and the dark barrier caused a loud bang, and a blinding flash of light to burst forth. The entire battlefield turned instantly fierce.

White Mitchell sat upright within the orb of light, merging his immortal power with the orb, continuously infusing it with more power. His face full of determination, he knew, this attack would decide the outcome of the battle.

The Demon Dragon Child stared intently at the orb, sensing the terrifying power contained within. Without any hesitation, he began to harness his dark energy, forming the strongest defensive power to withstand the attack.

The orb and the dark energy grinded against each other, causing the surrounding air to boil like hot water. The atmosphere, as volatile as gale-force winds, made everyone sense the odor of death.

Finally, the power of the orb began to suppress the dark energy. A look of determination flashed across White Mitchell's eyes as he quietly stood up and took a step forward.

This step seemed to approach eternity, as if time had come to a standstill. The entire battlefield set their sights on White Mitchell. They saw a figure clothed in white, wielding a longsword, traversing through endless dark forces, advancing towards the Demon Dragon Child.

The Sword Qi of White Mitchell began to stabilize, and the force of his sword grew increasingly powerful. He stared at the Demon Dragon Child with steadfast determination, a faint smile playing on his lips.

“Demon Dragon Child, your time has come to an end.” White Mitchell's voice echoed like a God descending from the heavens.

A spark of anger flashed through the eyes of the Demon Dragon Child; he knew he was in a desperate situation. This Immortal named White Mitchell was just too powerful.

White Mitchell took the final step, his body merging with the orb, and the Sword Force reaching its peak. The longsword in his hand slashed through the void, causing a loud reverberating hum.

The Demon Dragon Child realized the oppressive sound of the sword, his face instantly changed. He knew that the opponent's sword was imminent, and that this sword would take his life. A harsh glint flashed in his eyes as he grit his teeth and struggled to raise the Black Dragon Jade Staff in his hand.

Accompanied by the sound of the sword, White Mitchell's Sword Qi, just like a sharp blade, cut through the dark fierce wind, breaking the atmosphere of the battlefield. His sword's edge pointed at the Demon Dragon Child, the radiance of the sword glowing like the moon, cold and merciless.

The Demon Dragon Child froze in place, feeling the sharpness of the Sword Qi. He tried his best to evade the attack of the blade, but no matter how he dodged, the blade always closely skimmed past his skin, bringing along deep wounds. Blood gushed out, staining his black robes red.

The Demon Dragon Child yelled angrily, unleashing dark power in an attempt to resist White Mitchell's attack. The Black Dragon Banner behind him was suddenly raised, madly devouring the surrounding aura to form a giant Dark Storm. The power of darkness emerged like a mountain torrent, gathering within the Demon Dragon Child's body to form a layer of black scaled armor.

The longsword of White Mitchell shimmered with light within the darkness, piercing the restraints of the Dark Storm. The radiance radiating from his body countered the darkness, resembling the sun illuminating the night.

The clash between the blade and the dark armor caused a deafening noise similar to that of a metallic collision. The Demon Dragon Child retreated a few steps, looking at White Mitchell in surprise, his heart filled with shock and despair. The opponent's swordsmanship far surpassed his imagination, each stroke containing infinite power, as if capable of completely annihilating him in an instant.

White Mitchell's expression was calm, his eyes shone with the light of wisdom. He knew that the battle between the Sword of Light and the Power of Darkness was a desperate struggle. But he felt no fear, for he had a deep belief that justice and light would triumph over all darkness and evil.

White Mitchell initiated another attack, vanishing momentarily before appearing behind the Demon Dragon Child. The blade of his sword, like a sharp arrow, aimed straight for the heart of the Demon Dragon Child.

The Demon Dragon Child sensed the crisis of his life. He spun his body around, using the Black Dragon Jade Staff to block White Mitchell's fatal strike.

The Black Dragon Jade Staff of the Demon Dragon Child clashed with White Mitchell's Sword of Light, suddenly bursting into a dazzling light. The power of both mingled, forming a powerful shock wave that scattered the surrounding trees and rocks.

“White Mitchell, you're too naive!” The Demon Dragon Child sneered, transforming into a Black Dragon Form. His giant dragon claw, enveloping Dark Power, swooped at White Mitchell.

White Mitchell held the Sword of Light tightly, his brows slightly furrowed. His figure was agile, like a graceful swallow, evading the Demon Dragon Child's attack. He knew that the power of the Demon Dragon Child was not to be underestimated, and he must find his weakness to emerge victorious.

The Demon Dragon Child roared in anger, his Black Dragon Form becoming even larger, exuding an overwhelming Dark Aura. He swiped his claws at White Mitchell relentlessly, each attack carrying a destructive force.

White Mitchell calmly evaded the Demon Dragon Child's attacks, observing his movements. Suddenly, he noticed that there was a moment of weakness between each of the Demon Dragon Child's attacks.

A glint flashed in White Mitchell's eyes. He decided to seize this opportunity to attack. Transforming into a ray of light, he quickly approached the Demon Dragon Child, and swiftly thrust the Sword of Light towards his abdomen.

The Demon Dragon Child was taken by surprise, his abdomen pierced by White Mitchell's attack. He roared in pain, and his Black Dragon Form quickly shattered, turning back into his human form.

“White Mitchell, do you think you can defeat me like this?” The Demon Dragon Child sneered, his wound quickly healing as Dark Power surged anew.

White Mitchell's face was serious. He did not expect to defeat the Demon Dragon Child with a single attack. He knew that the battle would become even more intense and cruel.

The two figures intertwined, their moves becoming increasingly fierce. The alternation of sword light and darkness made the scene extremely intense.

White Mitchell calmly dealt with the Demon Dragon Child's attacks. Seizing the moment when the Demon Dragon Child was overwhelmed, he launched a deadly strike again. His sword was extremely sharp, aimed straight at the Demon Dragon Child's heart.

The Demon Dragon Child felt the aura of death from White Mitchell's sword and a flicker of fear crossed his eyes. He hurriedly cast his last move in hopes of blocking White Mitchell's attack.

The Dark Aura spread, and the Demon Dragon Child transformed into a shadow intertwined with White Mitchell. His fist swung, each punch carrying a world-destroying force.

White Mitchell didn't retreat but advanced, blocking the Demon Dragon Child's attack. In his heart, he understood more and more that he had to end the fight quickly. Otherwise, if engulfed by the Demon Dragon Child's Dark Power, he wouldn't be able to escape.

He gathered his power once again, his body radiating a brilliant light. The sharp blade cut through the air, bringing up a strong wind, aiming at the Demon Dragon Child's heart, and launched another deadly strike.

The Demon Dragon Child felt the threat from the sword, his eyes filled with anger and struggle. Unwilling to be easily defeated by White Mitchell, he roared and exploded with Darkness Energy from head to toe.

The Power of darkness surged towards White Mitchell like a tide, trying to engulf him. White Mitchell's face changed as he felt the strength of the dark power. He was instantly surrounded by darkness, unable to move.

“Hahaha!” The Demon Dragon Child laughed wildly. “White Mitchell, your Sword of Light is useless to me! It's because of the darkness that light appears even brighter! Now, your life should end in darkness!”

Pressured by the Power of Darkness, White Mitchell found it hard to breathe. Feeling the threat to his life, a flash of determination crossed his eyes. He wouldn't permit himself to fall just like that — he was prepared to fight for the light and struggle for justice!

An idea struck White Mitchell. He realized that the dark power couldn't penetrate his Sword of Light. As light and darkness intertwined, the sword radiated a dazzling light, forming a barrier of light that blocked out the darkness.

The Power of Darkness became more violent, trying to break the barrier of light, but failed. White Mitchell felt the despair and anger of the darkness, knowing that light was where his strength lay.

He gripped the Sword of Light tightly, his heart silently chanting a spell, merging his body with the sword into one. The light on the blade shone more brightly, like a dazzling star, breaking the blockade of darkness.

The power of darkness quickly dispersed, and White Mitchell regained his ability to act. He stared calmly at Demon Dragon Child, his heart filled with the desire to fight.

“Demon Dragon Child, your dark power is incapable of overcoming the light!” White Mitchell gritted his teeth and proclaimed, “I will use my Sword of Light to eradicate you completely!”

A twinge of fear flitted across Demon Dragon Child's eyes as he sensed the powerful aura emitting from White Mitchell. Transforming once again into his Black Dragon Form, he swung his massive claws at White Mitchell.

White Mitchell moved agilely, looking for an opportunity to attack. He circled around the Black Dragon like a falcon, launching attacks from time to time. His sword's edge was exceedingly sharp, each thrust aimed precisely at Demon Dragon Child's weak spots.

The Black Dragon roared, attempting to repel White Mitchell. His strength was formidable, almost impossible to resist.

But White Mitchell was no pushover. Clutching his Sword of Light, he valiantly resisted the Black Dragon's attacks. His movements were flexible and agile; he traced beautiful arcs around the Black Dragon, causing it to roar in pain with each attack.

Determination sparkled in White Mitchell's eyes. He was fully aware of his weakness, but hope and belief propelled him to embrace danger fearlessly. He constantly remembered his mission–to protect humanity from the Evil Force. This made him fearlessly brave, fighting against Demon Dragon Child with reckless abandon.

Demon Dragon Child could feel White Mitchell's unwavering aura of light unsettled his inner self. He roared angrily, his dragon tail creating a storm as it swept past White Mitchell who in turn leapt into the air, elegantly somersaulting to land on a giant tree branch.

“Do you think you can escape?!” Demon Dragon Child's voice was filled with mockery, “I will chase you to the ends of the earth and tear you to pieces!”

White Mitchell's face remained expressionless. He displayed his unique lightfootedness, nimbly dodging Demon Dragon Child's attacks. His eyes flashed with a cold light, remarkably calm.

“Demon Dragon Child, so this is all your power amounts to!” White Mitchell casually remarked, “Darkness is not the ultimate strength. The truly powerful force stems from the light within one's heart!”

Enraged, Demon Dragon Child roared and once again transformed into his Black Dragon Form, swooping down from above. Stretching his massive dragon wings, he lunged viciously at White Mitchell.

White Mitchell's eyes were resolute, and his Sword of Light radiated a dazzling glow. Without an ounce of fear, he confronted Demon Dragon Child's attack head-on. The two formidable forces collided in mid-air, erupting into a display of intense light and darkness.

The battle reached its climax. The blood dripping from Demon Dragon Child's wounds and the essence of light flowing within White Mitchell intertwined, creating a brilliant curtain of light. As White Mitchell swung his sword fiercely–an attack aimed directly at Demon Dragon Child's vulnerabilities–the Black Dragon used his colossal body to fiercely crash into White Mitchell, attempting to send him flying.

The storm-like energy fluctuations from their clash of strength and will filled the entire battlefield. Their figures interlaced in the air, resulting in thunderous clashes.

Inside, a fire was kindling in White Mitchell, as he constantly mustered the power of light, chipping away at the weakening darkness. He knew that to protect humanity from the dark forces, he had to defeat Demon Dragon Child completely.

White Mitchell could feel his strength waning, but he forced himself to keep going. His attacks became increasingly fierce, each strike possessing a force that seemed unstoppable.

Demon Dragon Child could sense White Mitchell's determination and resolve, which filled his heart with rage. He decided to use all his power to prevent White Mitchell from achieving an easy victory.

Suddenly, Demon Dragon Child opened his mouth wide, a dark energy spraying forth and struck at White Mitchell like black lightning. Seeing the approaching dark shadow, White Mitchell knew it was too late to dodge. Gritting his teeth, he tightened his grip on the Sword of Light, ready to withstand the attack head-on.

The moment the dark shadow made contact with the Sword of Light, a deafening explosion echoed. The Sword of Light emitted a dazzling radiance, dissipating the dark shadow.

The power of the dark shadow forced White Mitchell to retreat a few steps, but it did not weaken his resolve to continue fighting. Clutching his Sword of Light tightly, he decided to deal the final blow and defeat Demon Dragon Child once and for all.

“Black Dragon Son, your evil power can no longer continue to exist!” White Mitchell shouted, “I will use the power of light to completely destroy you!”

White Mitchell's body burst into light, the Sword of Light in his hand casting an eye-dazzling glow. He was eager to give it a try, advancing like an emissary of light towards Demon Dragon Child.

Demon Dragon Child roared in rage, his body emanated a dark aura. He decided to retaliate against White Mitchell more fiercely. Black clouds gathered, an unstoppable force.

The final showdown between the two set the entire world trembling. The forces of goodness and evil intertwined at this moment, sparking a collision between heaven and earth.

White Mitchell felt his strength being drained more and more, but he had no thought of retreating. He knew that this battle would decide the outcome of the war. He had to use all his strength to drive Demon Dragon Child from the human world.

At one point, Black Dragon Son seemed to sense something was off, his attack slightly delayed, providing an excellent opportunity for White Mitchell. White Mitchell seized the opportunity and went all out.

The sword light flashed, and the sword energy flew into the sky. White Mitchell capitalized on the wind, pouncing towards Demon Dragon Child. His swordsmanship was as fluid as a cloud, his blade shadows crisscrossed, each hit striking Demon Dragon Child's weak spot.

Demon Dragon Son roared angrily, his body emanating an even darker aura. But White Mitchell didn't retreat, on the contrary, he advanced even more bravely.

In the end, during one fierce clash, White Mitchell wielded the Sword of Light with all his strength, the blade cut through the body of the Black Dragon Son. The Black Dragon Son let out a shrill roar, his body began to shatter.

Demon Dragon Son screamed in retreat, but White Mitchell chased him, prepared to deliver the fatal blow. But just then, a figure swift as lightning suddenly appeared beside the Dark Dragon Son.

“White Mitchell, stop!” The figure said.

White Mitchell halted his attack, looking at the person in front of him, somewhat puzzled.

“Who is this?” White Mitchell wondered in his mind.

The person was Demon Dragon Child's servant, the magician Loki. His face was pale and he glared at White Mitchell with fierce eyes.

“White Mitchell, you don't know what you're doing!” Loki's voice was filled with malice, “Demon Dragon Child is one of the ancient demon dragons, he possesses unimaginable power. You have no chance of victory!”

White Mitchell's face flashed with a trace of doubt, but he had no thought of retreating. “No matter what kind of existence the Demon Dragon Child is, I can't let him continue to demolish the human world!”

Loki sneered coldly: “You're courting death!”

He seized the opportunity to launch a magic attack on White Mitchell. White Mitchell tried hard to resist, but Loki's magic was powerful, forcing White Mitchell to retreat.

“White Mitchell, you are truly a fool.” Loki said abruptly, “Do you think your righteousness can conquer everything? It's only a void!”

White Mitchell's heart shook. He knew that what Loki said was not unreasonable. Demon Dragon Child was so powerful that it seemed destined to be impossible to win against him. He began to doubt his belief and effort.

But just then, a voice suddenly rang in his ear. “White Mitchell, don't waver! Your effort and persistence are worthwhile.”

White Mitchell looked towards the source of the voice, and saw his mentor- Master James.

The face of Master James was kind, his voice firm. He walked towards White Mitchell, holding a sword in his hand.

“Master!” White Mitchell's eyes shimmered with a flicker of excitement.

“White Mitchell, your mission is not to defeat everything, but to uphold justice.” Master James said, “Demon Dragon Son is the embodiment of the power of evil, even if you can't completely defeat him, you can still do your best to protect humans from his harm. And I, will fight alongside you!”

White Mitchell felt a flame reignite in his heart, he understood, he was not fighting alone. With his master fighting alongside him, he believed that he would be invincible.

Upon seeing this, Loki sneered and decided to go all out in one hit and crush them both completely.

The battle was reignited, the three figures crisscrossed rapidly on the battlefield. Loki's magic attacks became more vicious, but White Mitchell and Master James cooperated seamlessly, fully utilizing their strengths.

The alternating moves of offense and defense filled the battlefield with an intense atmosphere. As time went by, White Mitchell felt his strength being drained more and more.

“Master, I can hardly carry on!” White Mitchell shouted.

Master James laughed reassuringly, “White Mitchell, don't worry! have faith in yourself, you have already shown your worth. Let me take over!”

Master James utilized his rich experience, displaying his exquisite swordsmanship, engaging with Loki. Loki sensed that something was amiss, but he was determined to go all out, retreating both of them.

In the ensuing battle, Master James exhibited remarkable wisdom and courage. He ensnared Loki with his own swordsmanship, which gave White Mitchell a chance to breathe.

“White Mitchell, I believe in you!” Master James shouted while launching his final attack at Loki.

Watching his master's heroic figure, White Mitchell felt a surge of indescribable power within him. He took a deep breath, channeling all the power of light within him.

“I cannot let Master down!” White Mitchell gritted his teeth and swung the sword with all his might.

An eye-catching sword light instantly piercing through Loki's body, he gave out a mournful scream, his body began to shatter.

Loki's body dispersed into a black vortex, then disappeared without a trace.

The battle ended, White Mitchell knelt on the ground tiredly, feeling the light power within him start to dissipate. He took a deep breath, looking at the disappeared Loki, his heart filled with joy of victory.

“Master, we won!” White Mitchell said joyously.

Master James, laughing, walked to White Mitchell, patted his shoulder, “White Mitchell, you did well! You defended justice, defended the human world.”

They stood shoulder to shoulder, the joy of victory filling their hearts. They didn't forget for a moment that this was merely a single victory, the fight for justice would continue endlessly.

From this battle, White Mitchell learned a lot. He understood that to defeat evil, it requires not only power, but also faith and courage. He decided to keep moving forward, fighting to protect the human world.

His sword was returned to the scabbard, the power of light returned to his heart. He got up, gazed at the distant sky, filled with resolve and hope for the future.

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