King's Awakening Chapter 790

Chapter 790: Chapter 790: Saint Dylan Scot

“The Saint, Dylan Scot,”

Chen White's gaze was firm, as though he was still immersed in the life story of the Saint, Dylan Scot.

He exhaled slowly, releasing a breath that was muddled with confusion. Every inch of him appeared to be enlightened in a certain manner.

Seeing the changes taking place within him, Chen White couldn't help but gaze a few more times at the rune-engraved monument in front of him.

Without any hesitation, Chen White immediately plunged into the life story of the next Saint. The scenes before his eyes began to slowly shift and change.

Chen White, a young man born into poverty, adorned in a simple white attire, his charming face often masked with determination. He grew up in a remote little village. His parents passed away prematurely, and to feed himself and his old grandmother, he had to farm.

Despite the hardships in life, Chen White never bowed his head to fate. He harbored dreams and eagerly awaited a chance to alter his destiny. His brilliance, intelligence, courage, and fearlessness had made him famous in his small village. People called him “Officer Mitchell.”

One day, Chen White was commissioned on an intriguing case to investigate a mysterious disappearance. Several years of local bafflement were connected to this case that had rumors linking the missing person to immortal cultivators. The cultivators in this world were, as always, an enigmatic and powerful existence who practiced the Immortal Law and mastered transcendent powers.

Curious about the case, Chen White started gathering clues and evidence. However, he soon realized that he was caught in a dangerous whirlpool. His investigation had caught the attention of the cultivators, who sent their henchmen to threaten him to stop probing into the matter. Despite threats from the cultivators, Chen White chose to march ahead, even at the risk of his own life.

Chen White was lucky to have received assistance from an elderly beggar with a unique set of skills. He was a renowned cultivator who was profound in his understanding of the cultivation arts and came to be known by the name Elder James. James saved Chen White, taught him self-defense, and the importance of cultivation.

Grateful for Elder James's life-saving mercy, Chen White decided to follow him and cultivate. Elder James took him through mountains and marshes to an obscure place- Fairyland Fantasy Peak. It was a place forgotten by the materialistic world, where the high-concealed cultivators practiced their arts.

On Fantasy Peak, Elder James started mentoring Chen White. He explained the basic principles of cultivation, taught him how to cultivate his body, channel his energy, and attain enlightenment. Chen White, despite his good intellect and several years of hard training, was only a beginner in the world of cultivators.

As days passed, Chen White showed progressive comprehension and deeper cultivation. Through his constant efforts, he broke the realm of Martial Artists and entered the ranks of cultivators. He continued his training, perfected his martial arts, and immortal law.

Meanwhile, Chen White did not lose sight of his original goal–solving the puzzle of the missing person. He persistently continued his investigation, and his efforts gradually made him realize that not all cultivators were committed to righteousness; instead, there was a vast evil conspiracy underway.

This conspiracy was initiated hundreds of years ago when cultivators decided to harness mortal power for their experiments to reach higher realms of power. At the expense of their own welfare, they siphoned the life force and cultivation skills of mortals to heighten their cultivation levels.

The experiments led to numerous mortal disappearances as their life forces were used to sustain the cultivators. Years later, traces of the experiments were slowly unearthed by the people; however, the powers defending these horrid acts remained hidden.

Chen White was determined to expose the large-scale conspiracy and vindicate the innocent mortals drawn into it. He started investigating with Elder James on Fantasy Peak. They penetrated deep into the world of cultivators for clues.

They discovered several suspicious underground secret organizations controlling the secrets of the cultivators, and these organizations wouldn't spare any mortal that could be converted into their “herb.” Chen White, along with Elder James, realized that to unveil the truth, they must defeat the leaders of these evil factions.

While exploring, Chen White befriended many like-minded cultivators. They banded together against the evil organizations, eventually capturing their leader. Yet, Chen White's suspect about a larger conspiracy remained unsolved. He felt like he had only uncovered a part of a much larger scheme.

Through meticulous investigation and breakthroughs, Chen White and his friends gradually discovered the real puppet master behind the scenes–an existence known as “Lord of Nine Heavens,” the zenith lifeform in the world of cultivators, whose nearly invincible power was daunting. It was he who orchestrated the whole situation, using the life energy of mortals to elevate his cultivation level.

Chen White understood that his strength was mere peanuts compared to the Lord of Nine Heavens. However, he didn't retreat. He rallied the cultivators on Fantasy Peak and formed a massive alliance to collectively confront the Lord of Nine Heavens and his subordinates.

A bloody battle was imminent. The cultivators on Fantasy Peak were resolved to take up their weapons and fight fearlessly against the Lord of Nine Heavens. White Mitchell joined the fray, ignoring his own safety, and clashed with the Lord of Nine Heavens.

White Mitchell's heart ignited with an overwhelming intent to battle. A sharp Sword Qi instantly surged from the longsword in his hand, like a golden beam piercing the sky. His movements were agile, dodging the Lord of Nine Heavens' attacks as easily as a floating duckweed, and then immediately transformed into a stream of white light, charging directly at the Lord of Nine Heavens.

The Lord of Nine Heavens laughed. His powerful aura exceeded White Mitchell's imagination. He calmly swirled the Black Turtle Twin Swords in his hand, with the blades bringing a piercing whistle as they continuously slashed at White Mitchell. White Mitchell tried to evade, but the speed and power of the Lord of Nine Heavens' blades were too astonishing for him to escape.

At the critical moment, when the Lord of Nine Heavens' blade was about to pierce White Mitchell, he suddenly felt a powerful force pouring into his body. This force filled every cell of his, giving him an unprecedented sense of strength and fearlessness.

White Mitchell looked up, only to see a huge halo suddenly appearing around the Lord of Nine Heavens in the void, the halo was flickering with mysterious runes and ancient Immortal Laws. The halo emanated a wave of surging power, like the emergence of a majestic Heaven God.

White Mitchell knew this was the Lord of Nine Heavens' ultimate move; he could not continue to take blows passively. He decided to unleash his strongest strike, standing up for all mortals and cultivators.

A dazzling sword light burst from the longsword in his hand, and the power contained within it became more and more formidable. White Mitchell suddenly raised his sword, the sword light suddenly expanded, forming an incredibly large halo, colliding with the Lord of Nine Heavens' halo.

Boom boom boom!

The entire peak trembled. Massive energy fluctuations scattered around, tearing the surrounding space incessantly. The two haloes intertwined, each collision bringing endless destruction. All things in the world seemed insignificant before it.

White Mitchell radiated an unparalleled power. He felt as if the power of thousands of cultivators converged in his body, making his swordsmanship more fierce and mighty.

Although the Lord of Nine Heavens was powerful, he began to feel pressure facing White Mitchell's earth-shattering attacks. Every tactic and move of White Mitchell contained endless murderous intent and terrifying power, his sword light like a storm, shattering the Lord of Nine Heaven's sword glow into disarray.

The Lord of Nine Heavens' face became serious. He did not expect White Mitchell to be so powerful as to actually fight him to a draw in swordplay. But he did not back down, instead, his anger intensified, his halo shone brighter, and his power became greater.

The fight between them was like a brawl between stars and sea. Every confrontation brought endless murderous intents and mysterious auras. Suddenly, the surrounding air seemed to fall silent, only their breathing and the clashing of blades echoing at this moment.

The Lord of Nine Heavens tightly gripped the Black Turtle Twin Swords in his hand. He unleashed limitless sword power, intertwining with White Mitchell's sword light to form a sea of swords. The exchanges of their sword moves intertwining, their blades entangling, both exerted their swordsmanship to the fullest, fighting for the glory of victory.

The sword light instantly turned into several enormous green swords, spreading across the entire valley. Seeing the Lord of Nine Heavens' powerful attack, White Mitchell was aware that he could no longer remain on the defensive. He had to take the initiative to strike, to seize a slim chance of victory.

Without hesitation, White Mitchell raised his sword for a quick counterattack. A sword qi flashing with golden light broke through the air and fiercely slashed toward the Lord of Nine Heavens. The clash of the swords, again, let loose a skyshaking power, and the sound of their colliding blades seemed to tear apart the entire valley.

The Lord of Nine Heavens felt White Mitchell's momentum became more ferocious and couldn't help but tense. With a thought, the twin swords in his hand did not stop, instead, they attacked even faster, charging at White Mitchell with a furious speed.

A thought flashed through White Mitchell's mind, sensing the variation in the Lord of Nine Heavens' swordsmanship. He immediately adjusted his sword momentum, agilely avoiding the Lord of Nine Heaven's attack. White Mitchell's sword danced like a swift wind, the interlacing sword qi, like serpents coiling in the air, firmly trapped the Lord of Nine Heavens within.

A disdainful smile emerged on the Lord of Nine Heavens' face. With a thought, the halo suddenly solidified, emanating endless sword power. The Black Turtle Twin Swords in his hands released gorgeous sword lights, like a gathering stream of Gods, sweeping toward White Mitchell.

Watching the Lord of Nine Heavens' attack become more ferocious, courage soared in White Mitchell's heart, determined to fight against them all. His sword aura became increasingly sharp, and his sword light, with his swing, transformed into a sea of spinning blades. He stormed toward the Lord of Nine Heavens like a tempest, shattering the Lord of Nine Heaven's attack, slashing toward his body.

The Lord of Nine Heavens' face changed slightly. He felt White Mitchell's sword aura get stronger and stronger. He knew he could no longer hold back and passively take the blows, or else he would face a great threat. He mobilized all his power, the sword aura burned hotter, and the sword qi he swung out burned like a flame.

Engaged with their sword tactics, the figures of the two flitted like lightning across the valley, every clash bringing world-shaking destructive power. White Mitchell's swordsmanship got increasingly fierce and ruthless. Every slash carried endless killing intent, like the arrival of a demon king, sweeping all enemies in its path.

The Lord of Nine Heavens' assault wasn't diminishing; rather, it was increasing. He felt White Mitchell's swordsmanship growing stronger, leaving him no choice but to retreat constantly. He decided to employ his final blow to turn the tide.

The sword in the hands of the Lord of Nine Heavens suddenly quickened. Its momentum was as swift as lightning, and sword Qis transformed into blades of radiant light, coming in waves. White Mitchell's eyes narrowed, noticing the uniqueness of the Lord of Nine Heavens. He adjusted his sword momentum and defended with all his might.

The battle between them was getting more intense, with aplenty sword techniques coming in rapidly. It seemed as if countless radiance had streaked across the sky, like a galaxy in the starry universe. The sword light shuttled back and forth, blade clashing with blade, every clash releasing extraordinary power, shaking the entire valley.

Suddenly, the aura around the Lord of Nine Heavens transformed again. Sword light condensed into a gigantic sword wheel that distribued an awe-striking power of the Sword Dao. This was his unique, ultimate kill – “Nine Heavens Sword Wheel”!

With the Lord of Nine Heavens as the focus, the sword wheel was surging, grand and unmatched. A majestic and solemn voice emanated from the sword wheel: “Wheel of No Heaven, Annihilation of the World!” The sword wheel spun wildly, quickly bearing down on White Mitchell.

A flash of determination sparkled in White Mitchell's eyes. He knew this was a life-or-death moment. Gathering all the power within his body, the longsword in his hand released multiple times the sword light, transforming into a huge sword pillar, colliding with the sword wheel.

With the enormous impact transmitted, White Mitchell felt his blood and Qi rolling. It seemed as if the power brought by the sword wheel was about to tear him apart. However, he barely neutralized this power, bravely meeting it head on.

The sword light burst into a dazzling radiance, illuminating the entire valley. The two powers of Sword Dao intertwined, releasing endless energy fluctuations. The animals in the valley were startled by the boundless Sword Dao power and fled in all directions.

The sword wheel and the sword pillar grinded against each other, quickly draining their power. White Mitchell was drenched in sweat, feeling his internal power rapidly waning. He knew that he could not continue like this, and the fight had to end soon.

White Mitchell decisively decided to stop resisting the Lord of Nine Heavens' assault, instead opting to attack proactively. The longsword in his hand launched its last bit of power, like a meteor sprinting across the sky, swiftly merging into the sword wheel.

The sword wheel immediately transformed into an extensive sea of swords, with endless Sword Qi surging out. White Mitchell fearlessly plunged into the sea of swords, swinging his longsword, battling numerous adversaries by himself.

Countless sword lights swarmed like falling stars. White Mitchell's sword techniques were extremely fierce, every swing brought forth an enormous Sword Qi, shattering the sword lights of the Lord of Nine Heavens.

The Lord of Nine Heavens was furious, being pushed to the brink of death by White Mitchell, he felt the scent of death. He exhausted his last bit of power, the Black Turtle Twin Swords in his hands radiated endless light, his swordsmanship more ferocious.

With a tenacious will and formidable swordsmanship, the Lord of Nine Heavens retaliated. He exhausted all his might to combat White Mithell's fierce attack, every sword technique carrying a destructive power, as if the Sword God had descended.

Sword lights flickered, sword blades fluttered, their sword techniques seemed to paint a beautiful but brutal image that dyed the entire valley in blood-red.

Eventually, the Lord of Nine Heavens felt White Mitchell's strength gradually weakening, he knew the time had come. He gathered the last bit of strength in his body, the Black Turtle Twin Swords in his hands emitted a formidable power of Sword Dao, like the wrath of the Sword God.

Buzz!

The sword light burst into a dazzling radiance, forming a sword light thousands of feet long, pointing directly at White Mitchell's chest.

White Mitchell felt the threat from the sword light, he decided to use his full force in one blow, regardless of life or death.

He let out a long roar, the True Qi inside his body surged crazily, gathering in his right palm, forming a ball of intense flame.

The flame contained the power of thunder, presenting a brilliant purple-gold color. With a swift swing of his fist, White Mitchell transformed the purple-gold flame into a shadow of a fist like lightning, depressing and coming.

The sword light and the lightning clashed in the sky, instantaneously releasing an incredibly dazzling light, bursting out endless energy fluctuations. The entire valley seemed to tremble, the large rocks around shattering, and the branches and leaves on the mountain wall fluttered about due to the tremors.

The Lord of Nine Heavens felt a powerful force coming from the sword light. He held his breath as his blood surged like boiling water. He forcefully circulated the True Qi within his body, concentrating all of his strength into the sword in his hand.

The sword in his hand quivered, the blade streaking across the night sky like a star, incredibly fast. The Lord of Nine Heavens gripped with both hands, the sword light extended to its limit in an instant, forming a wall of sword blades, completely blocking White Mitchell's Fist of Thunder and Shadow.

The sword blade and thunder intertwined, forming a chaotic energy storm force. Within the storm, the two figures kept flickering, each clash was a matter of life and death.

The Lord of Nine Heavens felt the strength on the sword blade becoming more and more powerful. He knew that if this continued, he would be unable to resist White Mitchell's attack. He decided to take a risk, a strong sense of mysterious power surged in his heart.

A hot beacon of determination streaked his eyes, and a firm smile hooked up from the corner of his mouth. He knew, this was his last chance.

The Lord of Nine Heavens, without any hesitation, threw the sword in his hand at the wall of sword blades. The sword light quickly expanded in the air, forming a sea of swords, as if it would swallow up the entire valley.

Within the sea of swords, a terrifying aura of killing was concealed, the invisible pressure suffocating. White Mitchell felt the threat of the sea of swords, he knew that this was the Lord of Nine Heavens' final strike.

He decided to meet this strike head-on without any retreat. He had True Qi surge throughout his body, congregating between his palms, forming a ball of pitch-black energy.

He pushed out his palms forcefully, and the ball of black energy spread out like a demon's hand. The energy palm collided with the sea of swords, igniting a series of explosive sounds instantly.

A deafening explosion echoed in the valley, scaring away the surrounding birds and beasts. The storm in the valley intensified, and the powerful energy fluctuations continued to spread.

In an instant, the entire valley seemed to have fallen into chaos and devastation. Two figures flickered amidst the dancing energy storm. Their bodies were already covered in wounded scars, and blood was flowing freely.

The Lord of Nine Heavens tightly gripped the sword in his hand, his eyes filled with resolute light. He could feel his True Qi rapidly depleting, but he was undeterred, determined to kill White Mitchell with the last of his strength.

The sword blade shook again, the sword light condensed to its limit, forming an even more dazzling sword aura. The Lord of Nine Heavens charged towards White Mitchell once again, in his heart was only one thought – VICTORY!

The sword light tore through the sky, carrying an immense momentum as it slashed towards White Mitchell. White Mitchell boldly met it head-on, his True Qi surged wildly, and the energy formed by his palms served as his final defense.

The two powerful forces collided in the sky, the sword light and energy palm entwining in a world-shaking face-off. Explosions kept up, waves of energy ravaged the valley, the surrounding land was torn apart, and rocks flew everywhere.

The Lord of Nine Heavens was engulfed by the deafening roar, but he remained relentless. The sword aura in his hand grew stronger, as if wanting to tear everything apart and extinguish White Mitchell in the sword light.

White Mitchell's palms trembled incessantly, and the True Qi in his body had been pushed to its limit. He knew that if this continued, he would surely be defeated. But he was unwilling to accept that, he knew that there was no room for him to fail.

He resolutely decided to execute his trump card, regardless of the cost. He gathered all the True Qi in his body, forming a glaring ball of light. The ball contained annihilating power that seemed capable of destroying the entire valley.

With a push of both palms, the ball of light flew out quickly and collided with the sword light. In an instant, the power inside the ball burst out, forming a dazzling light curtain that enveloped the entire valley.

Inside the light curtain, the sword light and the ball were vying for dominance, the sword light and light energy intertwined into a beautiful and dangerous sight. The Lord of Nine Heavens felt the power from the light curtain. His body trembled violently as if he could not hold on any longer.

But he didn't back down. He clenched his teeth, making his final attack with the sword in his hand. The sword aura surged again, tearing through the light curtain like a bolt of lightning, charging straight towards White Mitchell.

A hint of rage and helplessness glittered in White Mitchell's eyes. He knew he could no longer resist. He bit his lip, held his breath, and overcame the sword aura's attack with all his might.

The collision between the sword light and the light curtain caused a massive energy storm. The two figures within the storm gradually became illusory, seemingly to dissipate at any moment.

The Lord of Nine Heavens felt the power of the sword light becoming stronger and stronger. He knew victory was imminent. He used the last of his strength to release all the power of the sword light, striking White Mitchell's body.

White Mitchell felt a strong impact force sweeping through his whole body as if he had been hit by an invisible wall and was instantly blown away.

His body heavily slammed into the rocky mountainside with a thud. Blood spurted out of his mouth and fell onto the ground before him.

The energy storm in the valley gradually subsided, and silence settled again. The Lord of Nine Heavens slowly walked to White Mitchell's side, his eyes shining with excitement and the light of victory.

He looked down at White Mitchell who had collapsed and cracked a proud smile. “White Mitchell, do you have any trump cards left? At this point, you don't stand a chance,” he confidenty stated.

White Mitchell painstakingly struggled to his feet, his wounds still bleeding profusely. His eyes were resolute, showing not a shred of retreat. “Lord of Nine Heavens, you are indeed formidable, but I've yet to go all out. Now, it's time for me to show my real power!”

His voice was filled with determination and resolution, and the True Qi in his body was circulating to its extreme limit. A sudden alternation of cold and hot air rose around him, chilling and scorching in turns.

The Lord of Nine Heavens was stunned. He sensed the powerful aura emanating from White Mitchell and was unexpectedly alarmed. “This… this is impossible! How can you still have such strength?”

White Mitchell's eyes were unwavering, his body suddenly exploded with an incredibly powerful aura. He stepped forward and instantly vanished from his original position, appearing in front of the Lord of Nine Heaven.

His palm shot out violently, and a fiery ball of flame condensed and attacked the Lord of Nine Heavens. This move was several times stronger than the previous ones, as if it could burn everything.

Facing this move, the Lord of Nine Heavens felt the threat of death. He desperately stimulated the True Qi within his body, and the sword light in his hand soared again. The sword light and the flame violently collided, creating a massive explosion.

The valley's energy surged again, with the sword light and fire interweaving into a dazzling brilliance. The surrounding ground was torn apart, the rocks shattered, and even the sky became gloomy.

Their figures were flickering in the light, every move was a fight for life and death. After countless clashes and dodges, their bodies swiftly traversed through the light, like two streaks of lightning.

Time trickled away as the collision between the sword light and the flame became increasingly intense, and the surrounding energy storm grew fiercer. The whole valley seemed to have transformed into a battlefield, with the showdown between the Lord of Nine Heavens and White Mitchell becoming more and more violent.

Every move and style they used were the most exquisite and lethal. Every little action could determine victory or defeat, they both went all out, without holding back anything.

The Lord of Nine Heavens appeared a bit sluggish, his True Qi was being rapidly drained. On the contrary, White Mitchell seemed to be getting stronger, his strength seemingly growing limitlessly.

White Mitchell felt the True Qi within him becoming more abundant, surrounding him with an intimidating aura. He raised his sword, radiating like lightning, streaking like a meteor and directly slashing towards the Lord of Nine Heavens.

The Lord of Ninth Heavens became solemn. Suppressing the fatigue gnawing at his bones, he staved off the onrushing sword light with all his might. His sword move was like a massive incoming wave, blocking White Mitchell's attack. Nonetheless, he couldn't help but feel the power contained within the sword light.

Boom!

A loud noise was heard as the sword light collided with the Lord of Nine Heaven's ferocious attack, causing a violent explosion. The intense storm swept across the entire valley, causing the surging energy to form a huge vortex.

White Mitchell sharply inhaled, immense power surging within his eyes. He swung his sword again, launching another fierce attack. Sword light soared and enveloped the Lord of Nine Heavens.

The Lord of Nine Heavens could feel the increasing strength of White Mitchell, causing a sense of trepidation to well up within his heart. His sword was radiating a brilliant glow, his moves became more aggressive, striving with all his might to resist White Mitchell's assault.

In an instant, their moves were in chaos, with sword shadows and flames intertwined, dazzlingly bright. The entire valley seemed as though draped in the flames of war, the fluctuation of energy sending chills down one's spine.

The Lord of Nine Heavens gradually fell into a passive position as his physical and mental energy was nearing exhaustion due to the prolonged battle. Nevertheless, he refused to concede, persisting in the fight with staunch belief and resolve.

White Mitchell felt the gradual fatigue of the Lord of Nine Heavens, a glimmer of hope for victory rising within his heart. He forcefully spurred on the True Qi within his body, his sword brightening even more, like a bolt of lightning slashing through the sky.

The Lord of Nine Heavens gritted his teeth hard, under the pressure closing in on him, he suddenly unleashed the full measure of his residual strength, slashing his radiant sword fiercely towards White Mitchell's sword.

When the swords clashed, they produced an instantaneous dazzling light shield as if a massive sun had risen, illuminating the entire valley.

The duel between the two of them had garnered the attention of the whole valley, numerous eyes fixed on this decisive battle. The intense fight between White Mitchell and the Lord of Nine Heavens created an overwhelming sensation, almost akin to a supreme showdown.

White Mitchell leaped into the air, his sword radiating profusely, filled with utter conviction. He wielded his sword with all his might, a stunning, earth-shaking radiance of his sword slash surged towards the Lord of Nine Heavens.

The Lord of Nine Heavens detected the frightening power within this sword, his eyes revealing a hint of solemnity. He marshaled all his strength, his sword transforming into a streak of flowing light, blocking White Mitchell's sword radiance.

As the intense collision echoed through the valley, the air appeared to be ripped apart. Countless waves of energy flared between them, creating a whirlpool of chaotic energy. Flowers, grass, and trees within the valley were destroyed by this force, surrounding rocks shattered, and the cliff walls also started to crumble.

White Mitchell sensed the resilience of the Lord of Nine Heavens, a hint of admiration flickered in his eyes. He understood that only with incessant efforts, could he compete against such formidable opponents.

A firm intention sparked within the heart of the Lord of Nine Heavens. He decided to fight White Mitchell to the finish with everything he had. Full of confidence in his own strength, he believed that only he could defeat White Mitchell.

Both of them each dealt out lethal blows, generating a sword radiance and flame dance as though the entire valley was going to be torn apart by their energy. Huge shockwaves were continually spreading out in all directions, causing the ground to tremble continually, and the lake in the valley seemed to have induced monstrous waves.

White Mitchell's heart surged with excitement, he could feel his power continuously growing. He suddenly realized, as long as he perseveres, victory was within his grasp.

A hint of confusion flashed within the eyes of the Lord of Nine Heavens, he felt White Mitchell's aura growing stronger. He could not but wonder, has White Mitchell made some breakthrough in this intense battle?

A sense of determination filled White Mitchell's eyes, he sneered, once again constraining the True Qi within his body. The entire valley suddenly darkened, as endless golden light radiated from White Mitchell's body.

This was when he deployed his peerless martial technique–Golden Sword Sacred Skill!

The golden radiance, like a dazzling sun, made his sword radiance even more sharp, cutting through the night sky. The Lord of Nine Heavens turned utterly pale, sensing a profound threat from White Mitchell.

White Mitchell's sword was thrust towards the Lord of Nine Heavens, this sword carrying the power that seemed capable enough to shatter everything. The Lord of Nine Heavens dare not be the least bit negligent, tapping into his actual strength, getting ready to resist with all his might.

As the sword radiance collided with each other, the air seemed about to tear apart. The resulting thunderous noise echoed through the entire valley. An energy fluctuation rolled up, triggering a terrifying storm.

Their shadows crossed, resembling a rain of swords dancing like a dream. White Mitchell, his body glinting with golden light, his swordsmanship became more sharp, nearly every sword strike capable of unleashing a horrifying destructive power.

The Lord of Nine Heavens resisted with all his might, the sword radiance on his body virtually integrated into one, forming a light shield that blocked all of White Mitchell's attacks.

Time ticked by the second, and an endless multitude of sparks erupted within the valley. The ferocity of the combatants' swordplay escalated, the radiance so intense that it was nearly blinding.

Suddenly, the Lord of Nine Heavens's expression drastically changed. He felt a powerful aura emanating from White Mitchell's swordplay. The situation before him was growing increasingly unfavorable as his body started to tremble slowly and his True Qi started to collapse briefly.

Seeing this, White Mitchell felt elated. He knew he had gained the upper hand and intensified his attack. His Sword Qi was like a torrent, like an endless flood, sweeping towards the Lord of Nine Heavens.

The Lord of Nine Heavens gathered his focus in response, deciding to counterattack with all his might, to turn the tides at the last moment. The Sword Qi in his hands rose once again, colliding with White Mitchell's Sword Qi.

Boom!

A powerful clash occurred between the two Sword Qi, creating a massiv vortex. Endless energy spilled out, enveloping the entire valley.

White Mitchell felt the power from the Sword Qi. Even if he was giving his all, he still felt a hint of retreat. The strength of the Lord of Nine Heavens exceeded his expectations. In an instant, he lost control.

The Lord of Nine Heavens seized this opportunity and unleashed his full potential. His figure was as quick as lightning, appearing in front of White Mitchell in the blink of an eye. The Sword Qi in his hand was like a peerless divine weapon, aiming to strike directly at White Mitchell's critical point.

White Mitchell's eyes flashed as he refused to admit defeat, pouring all of his strength into his defenses. His True Qi surged all over his body, forming a defensive shield to protect himself.

“Boom!”

At the moment of their clash, the entire valley trembled. The blast of energy scattered throughout, and the falling debris covered their figures.

Amidst the intense explosion, the figures of the Lord of Nine Heavens and White Mitchell disappeared into the dust. The intense battle caused chaos in the valley, as if the whole space was about to be torn apart.

The Lord of Nine Heavens and White Mitchell both silently told themselves that they could not lose under any circumstances. They knew that only by defeating their opponent could they stand victorious in the valley.

As the dust gradually settled, two figures emerged. The Lord of Nine Heavens looked solemn, he had sustained some minor injuries, but he did not give up his will to fight.

Standing opposite him, White Mitchell was not much better. There were some wounds on his body, but his intense desire to battle still burned fiercely.

They stared at each other, seeing determination in each other's eyes. Another round of the clash was about to start, and they both knew this would be the deciding blow.

“White Mitchell, you are a formidable opponent, but I will not admit defeat in this battle!” The Lord of Nine Heavens gritted his teeth and said, a ferocious glint in his eyes.

A faint, cold smile crossed White's lips as he calmly stated, “Lord of Nine Heavens, I admire your strength, but I won't admit defeat easily either. Today, we decide the winner.”

Their Sword Qi clashed again, and a massive energy fluctuation filled the entire valley. Their figures darted around like phantoms, each move swift and fierce.

The Lord of Nine Heavens's attacks grew increasingly fierce, his sword Qi seemed to contain infinite strength, each strike aimed at White Mitchell's vulnerabilities. White Mitchell, on the other hand, pragmatically converted defense to offense, flexibly dealing with his opponent's onslaught.

Eventually, the Lord of Nine Heavens found an opening, his sword aimed unerringly towards White Mitchell's chest. Mitchell felt the aura of death emanating from the sword tip, he knew if this strike hits, consequences would be unthinkable.

White Mitchell let loose a mental roar. His body transformed into a golden ray of light, and he executed his strongest move –Taiyi Gold Court!

The sword light scattered, and the golden light burst. White Mitchell's figure suddenly became huge, and the golden light on his body was like a Divine Dragon spreading its wings. His body surged with powerful strength, his swordsmanship reaching its peak!

One of White Mitchell's swords aimed at the Lord of Nine Heavens, and the power contained in this sword was enough to tear the heavens and the earth apart. In a panic, the Lord of Nine Heavens also used his special technique – Nine Heavens Demon Shadow Sword!

Nine sword lights appeared behind the Lord of Nine Heavens, each exuding great pressure, as if nine demon gods were dancing in it. His attack became more fierce, the sword light tearing apart the void and slashing crazily at White Mitchell.

A strong light erupted from the valley, and the fight between the two was becoming more intense. Their sword moves gathered the power of the entire valley, and their figures quickly moved at the moment of their sword light clash.

Suddenly, a loud boom sounded, and the entire valley was shaking. A huge wave of energy burst from where the two of them clashed, hitting the surroundings like a nuclear bomb.

The flowers and trees in the valley were completely obliterated by this energy shock, and the air was filled with burnt smell. A large crack appeared on the ground, and the rock wall on the cliff was riddled with cracks.

When the dust settled, silence returned to the entire valley. White Mitchell and the Lord of Nine Heavens both fell to the ground, their bodies showing signs of injury, but their will was extremely tough and determined.

They looked at each other for a while, and finally, both of them stood up simultaneously. They appeared extremely tired, but their eyes were filled with more fighting spirit.

“White Mitchell, you are indeed outstanding.” The Lord of Nine Heavens said with a smile, “Your swordsmanship has surpassed your past, and I admire it very much.”

A hint of comfort appeared on White Mitchell's face, and his heart was also full of respect. “Lord of Nine Heavens, you are also worthy of my admiration. Your strength and perseverance are unimaginable. It is really hard for us to determine who is superior.”

The eyes of the two met again. This time, they didn't look at each other as enemies, but with mutual respect and friendship.

“White Mitchell, why not practice the Sword Dao with me and explore higher realms together?” The Lord of Nine Heavens proposed.

White Mitchell smiled and nodded, “I'm very willing to accept your proposal. We can learn from each other, improve together, and I believe we'll gain even more.”

As they continued to explore their respective Sword Dao, they encouraged each other and shared all they knew. In this valley, they formed a deep master-disciple bond.

Time slipped by in this bustling valley, and White Mitchell and the Lord of Nine Heavens gradually became well-known figures in the world of Sword Dao. Their strength also received a massive boost, surpassing the limits of ordinary humans.

In the end, they agreed to another duel. This time, they were no longer opponents but friendly rivals. On the open space in the valley, the two were swinging their swords, controlling everything within their reach.

The overlapping sword moves were like a visual feast. The viewing crowd was amazed. It was an unimaginably magnificent battle. Their Sword Dao was above the mundane, transforming into the realm of art.

In the end, White Mitchell smiled and lowered his sword. He lost.

“White Mitchell, your strength is beyond my reach.” The Lord of Nine Heavens solemnly said, “You are the true Sword Dao Grandmaster.”

White Mitchell followed the steps of the Lord of Nine Heavens, and smiled, “Lord of Nine Heavens, you've always been my idol. Your talent is unbeatable under the heavens, you are the true Sword Dao Grandmaster.”

The two shook hands as a mark of respect. This duel not only determined the winner but also solidified their friendship.

From that time on, White Mitchell and the Lord of Nine Heavens went on many adventures together and became legendary figures in the realm of Sword Dao. Their swords wrote many legendary tales for the world, becoming an eternal legend.

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