King's Awakening Chapter 797

Chapter 797: Chapter 797: Saint Mo from the Dragon

“Saint, never follow the dragon!”

Follow the dragon, a man lives up to his name.

This saint's life has been fraught with challenges, but he remains unyielding–his astonishing willpower is something ordinary people cannot achieve.

White Mitchell seemed thoughtful, as if he had some moment of insight in his mind.

But, there wasn't much time left for White Mitchell; soon, he set his sights on the next saint's life.

White Mitchell, standing at the edge of a cliff, clad in white clothing and a black turban, looked out at the verdant mountains in the face of the sea breeze. As a top genius of the younger generation in The Sect of Celestial Immortals, he thought he could write his own legend in this vast fairyland. However, fate played a cruel joke on him.

White Mitchell was born into a ordinary family, but he has outstanding talent and a spirit of hard work, he soon caught the eye of Master Yrangd, the head of The Sect of Celestial Immortals and was taken as his disciple. Master Yrangd was a grandmaster in the fairyland, and his successful Spells were powerful and famous.

White Mitchell had been cultivating under The Sect of Celestial Immortals since he was a child, Master Yrangd taught him countless Immortal Techniques, which lead to his rapid progress on the path of cultivation. His talent and abilities, were far beyond those of his peers and brothers. White Mitchell also held a deep respect and gratitude for Master Yrangd.

However, one day, when White Mitchell's cultivation strength greatly increased, Master Yrangd began to change his attitude towards him. A strange smile gradually emerged on his previously kind face. He told White Mitchell that his adoption was not out of sincerity, but to seize an opportunity on White Mitchell's body.

White Mitchell was even more astonished to find that a priceless treasure — the Purple Cloud Pearl, was hidden in his body. This was a gemstone that contained boundless immortal power and was coveted by all the monks in the fairyland. Master Yrangd wanted to seize the Purple Cloud Pearl, which is why he chose White Mitchell as his disciple.

White Mitchell fell into a state of extreme pain and confusion. Was all his effort and sacrifice just to satisfy someone else's desire?

He felt angry and disappointed about Master Yrangd's betrayal, but couldn't believe his master would treat him this way. He made up his mind not to be easily controlled by his master, and decided to compete with Master Yrangd and protect his Purple Cloud Pearl.

White Mitchell stared at the mountains in front of him, took a deep breath, and recited the Spell that he had practiced for many years. He could feel the immortal power surging in his body, a purple light swirled around him, forming a solid purple cloud body protection cover.

Master Yrangd, watching White Mitchell's daring actions, showed a cold smile on his face. he said: “White Mitchell, you are still too naive. What qualifications do you have to compete with me for the Purple Cloud Pearl?”

White Mitchell snorted coldly, made a seal with his hands, and his body suddenly turned into a white shadow and pounced on Master Yrangd. The Spell he practiced was the unique secret technique of The Sect of Celestial Immortals — Divine Travelling Skill!

Master Yrangd, not surprised at all, also gathered his immortal power and demonstrated his movement technique. Both of them were entangled in the air, like two intersected bolts of lightning – fast as lightning and sharp as swords. Their techniques varied in speed, sometimes soaring in the sky, sometimes suddenly falling to the ground. Both of them used Immortal Techniques at the same time, and the sky and the ground were filled with gorgeous immortal power.

Master Yrangd's harsh laughter echoed in the air, a flash of light flew from his fingertips, a sword flew into his hand. This was a treasure he had got, called the “Sky Soaring Sword”, one sword could break mountains and rivers. He brandished the sword, surrounding White Mitchell's figure completely.

White Mitchell's eyes darkened, holding the Purple Cloud Pearl, a glint in his eyes. He used his immortal power to activate the energy in the bead. Instantly, a purple light burst from the bead, turning into a giant dragon, colliding with Master Yrangd's sword light.

The collision of the two forces set off a strong wave of air, the trees in the mountains were blown down. Master Yrangd's cloak was rolled up by the giant dragon, with a sharp tearing sound.

However, White Mitchell didn't stop his attack, his figure was nimble, the dragon-shaped sword light fell from the sky, the attack was fierce and ruthless. Even though Master Yrangd held his treasure, he was always in a passive state under White Mitchell's attack. His body protection cover frequently flickered and almost couldn't hold on.

Master Yrangd was burning with rage, the Sky Soaring Sword in his hand became as fast as lightning, slashing towards White Mitchell.

White Mitchell furrowed his brow and quickly retreated. Simultaneously, he pointed his finger, and the energy inside the pearl quickly gathered to form a shield of immortal power, blocking him.

At the same time, his figure transformed into a white rainbow, quickly retreating. The immortal power shield behind him shattered under the sword light of Master Yrangd, but White Mitchell had already dodged the lethal blow.

Master Yrangd had a cold smirk on his face and prepared to pursue further. But at that moment, he suddenly felt a huge oppressional force. He looked up to see White Mitchell staring solemnly at the sky; an enormous bolt of lightning was roaring down.

The heavenly lightning, along with the scorching flashes and loud rumbling sounds, targeted Master Yrangd. Master Yrangd reacted quickly, lifting the Sky Soaring Sword, waving a sword light, and shattering the heavenly lightning.

However, this was just the beginning. Behind the lightning, the Purple Cloud protective shield around White Mitchell began to flicker like lightning. A series of thunder and lightning erupted from his body, making him appear as a Thunder God descended into the world.

The speed of White Mitchell's body became extremely fast, transforming into a white-like rainbow figure which suddenly vanished from Master Yrangd's sight. He glanced around warily but could not find White Mitchell.

At that moment, an extremely cold chill surged in, making the body of Master Yrangd involuntarily shiver. He immediately knew that White Mitchell had appeared behind him.

Without hesitation, Master Yrangd leapt to the side while releasing an Immortal Technique. Flames descended from the sky, enveloping him and blocking White Mitchell's attack.

White Mitchell slightly furrowed his brows. He did not halt his attacks. He drove the energy in the pearl and sprayed a purple flame from his fingertips, forming a giant Purple Flame Phoenix intertwined with Master Yrangd's flames.

The huge flame collusions lit up the surrounding mountains, countless trees were turned into ashes, and a strong burnt smell permeated the night sky.

Two strands of flames intersected, becoming more and more intense with their struggles. The Purple Cloud protective shield around White Mitchell was continuously eroded by Master Yrangd's flames, whereas Master Yrangd was threatened by White Mitchell's Purple Flame Phoenix.

Their attacks became more and more fierce, and their auras grew more and more powerful. They tangled in the sky, darting around quickly one moment and standing still the next, showing off their Immortal Techniques.

Master Yrangd's fierce sword light slashed over, and the Purple Cloud protective shield around White Mitchell became weaker, showing signs of breaking. White Mitchell's Purple Flame Phoenix was losing its former heat, becoming frail and weak.

In the fierce struggle, their figures turned into rapidly flickering phantoms, making it difficult to catch. Their attack rates sped up, constantly colliding with each other, making deafening explosions.

The clashes between lightning and fire intermittently rose and fell, radiant beams of light exploded in the sky. Master Yrangd and White Mitchell went all out, their bodies continuously rotating and flickering in the air, seemingly immersing themselves in this epochal great war.

Master Yrangd shouted in a deep voice, “Don't you give up yet? White Mitchell! You defy the Laws of Heaven and Earth, you will bring about your own destruction!”

White Mitchell hooked up a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes sharply locked on Master Yrangd. “Give up? Absolutely not! Only through glory in battle can the truly strong emerge!”

Just as his words fell, the pearl in his hand released dazzling light. An invisible force permeated, suffocating. White Mitchell's aura instantly became powerful, as if he had transformed into a Thunder God, and the ground started shaking.

Master Yrangd was slightly apprehensive. This time, White Mitchell was completely different from before, he had actually comprehended such power.

Right after, White Mitchell thrust out a palm with the momentum of thunder. An invisible energy wave forced Master Yrangd to step back and nearly lose his balance.

Master Yrangd's complexion slightly changed, and he rose with a flicker of his body, launching his full attack. His sword light twisted spatially like a dragon, tearing the air around White Mitchell.

However, White Mitchell was not afraid at all, he casually evaded the face of the sword energy. He was extremely agile and his evasion was just right each time, without any chaos.

The two traded blows, their swords crisscrossing, with fire and lightning colliding in an instant, creating astonishing energy fluctuations, causing the surrounding air to become distorted with heat.

Master Yrangd's brows furrowed slightly, his heart vaguely uneasy. He could clearly perceive that White Mitchell's strength was gradually becoming stronger, it was not inferior to his fighting ability. White Mitchell seemed to have blended into the lightning, each dodge was as swift as lightning itself, leaving Master Yrangd somewhat bewildered.

“He really is a genius! He truly is the legendary White Mitchell!” Master Yrangd sighed in his heart.

A glimmer of madness flashed across White Mitchell's eyes, his momentum growing stronger and stronger. “Master Yrangd, your strength is good, but it's not enough to fight me!”

Upon hearing this, Master Yrangd shivered inwardly, he knew that this wasn't an empty boast from White Mitchell. White Mitchell's strength was increasing steadily, whereas he himself felt increasingly exhausted. He took a deep breath, prepared to give it his all.

The two traded blows again, each move was powerful, as their swords collided, each impact was as intense as an earthquake. The surrounding ground started to crack, faint cracks rapidly spreading, the air filled with a surge of hot energy.

The fierce battle lasted for a long while, Master Yrangd gradually felt out of his depth. He knew he had to find a way to turn the tide, or defeat was inevitable.

Suddenly, a lightbulb went off in Master Yrangd's mind, he thought of a killer move. He drew in a deep breath, a faint golden light began to envelop his body. Then he hurled himself at White Mitchell with a blindingly swift speed.

White Mitchell scoffed, the beads in his hand emitting a golden light, forming an indestructible energy barrier. Master Yrangd's attack was like a tidal wave crashing against the barrier, making a thunderous collision sound, but it could not breakthrough.

Master Yrangd remained unintimidated, he started to adjust his strength, seeking a solution. Suddenly, a flash of insight appeared in his eyes, he understood.

He concentrated, charged at White Mitchell again, both hands forming seals, uttering a chant.

“Phoenix Wooing!”

His voice was as melodious as heavenly music, filled with a mysterious power. An overwhelming momentum burst forth, pushing the air away.

White Mitchell could sense the strong aura radiating from Master Yrangd, a trace of caution flashed across his eyes. He knew Master Yrangd had unleashed some powerful skill, this “Phoenix Wooing” attack must be something out of the ordinary.

White Mitchell calmly composed himself, the power of the lightning surged within him, forming a solid defensive barrier. His body seemed to transform into a Divine Dragon, putting up a fierce resistance to Master Yrangd's Phoenix Wooing attack.

The battle between the two was intense, with fire and lightning intertwined, erupting with dazzling light. Their figures darted through the air like lightning, their swords sweeping through all resistance, the momentum was astonishing.

After dozens of rounds of fierce battle, Master Yrangd gradually began to tire, his breath becoming laboured. He knew he had to defeat White Mitchell within a limited time, otherwise he would burn out, and ultimately defeated.

Master Yrangd once again summoned all his strength, a strong golden light enveloped his body. This time, he wasn't using the Phoenix Wooing skill, but an even more powerful killer move- Dragon's Roar!

His body, like a giant dragon, drawing upon the Power of Heaven and Earth, charged ferociously towards White Mitchell. An unmatched strength circulated within his body, forming a terrifying shockwave, sucking everything in its vicinity.

White Mitchell's eyes widened as he braced himself for the onslaught. The beads in his hand emitted a bright light, forming an unbreakable energy barricade. His body was filled with the power of lightning as he held his own against Master Yrangd's attack.

On the battlefield where everything changed in a flash, the two fought like titans, brandishing their swords, with sparks flying. The fluctuation of energy tore the surrounding air, causing a deafening roar.

Infinite flames and thunderstorms continuously erupted, turning the surrounding land into scorched earth. Mountains and rivers collapsed, and the earth trembled as though heaven and earth were trembling for this extraordinary duel.

The power released by Master Yangd's Dragon's Roar technique was almost unbearable for White Mitchell. He felt his energy being sapped away, and his body was beginning to falter. However, he knew that at this moment, he could not pull back. He must keep going.

Determination flashed in his eyes as he decided to take a gamble. Unhesitatingly, he mobilized all the strength within him to surge towards Master Yangd's attack.

The power of thunder and lightning swirled around his body, forming a powerful energy vortex, enveloping him entirely. His fist was like a meteor, carrying immense might, heading straight for Master Yangd.

The force of the two collided in the air, giving one the impression of Armageddon. The winds were whirling, thunder rolling, and flames shooting around. The entire battlefield was devastated under their showdown, turning into ruins.

Master Yangd could feel the powerful force erupting from White Mitchell, his eyes taking on a serious look. He could not have imagined that White Mitchell, who looked so young, would possess such terrifying fighting power.

Not wanting to be outdone, Master Yangd directed more powerful energy to counter White Mitchell's attack. The golden light around his body became even brighter, like a sun, rushing at White Mitchell with unparalleled energy.

Their fists and swords clashed, emitting a thunderous sound. The flames and golden light intertwined, illuminating the whole battlefield. Their bodies continuously moved through the air, creating a chaotic scene.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, making the moment of battle seem endless. Countless punches and kicks exchanged, countless times their swords crossed, both their bodies violently trembling, resisting the other's powerful attack.

However, as time passed, Master Yangd finally felt his physical strength nearly exhausted. His breath became rapid and heavy, and his body trembled continually. He knew he could not keep this up.

White Mitchell saw Master Yangd's weakness and knew it was time. He gathered the last bit of strength in his body, his eyes flashing with an intense ruthlessness. He mobilized the power of thunder and lightning, concentrating it into his fists, and roared out loud.

A massive spear of thunder and lightning burst out from White Mitchell's fists, soaring across the sky like a menacing dragon. It charged at Master Yangd with an unparalleled might.

Master Yangd watched in horror as the spear of thunder and lightning approached, knowing he couldn't withstand it. He quickly gathered all the energy in his body, quickly ascending into the air, attempting to dodge this lethal strike.

However, the spear of thunder and lightning was incredibly fast, almost instantaneously catching up with Master Yangd. His body was pierced by the lightning, a flash of lightning erupted from his body, illuminating the entire battlefield.

White Mitchell felt an enormous power radiating from Master Yangd's body.

His body instantly transformed into a dragon-shaped energy, like a flaming fire dancing in the air. This was Master Yangd's unique technique — Dragon Soaring Decision!

The dragon-shaped energy spun quickly, radiating a dazzling light, reflecting the spear of thunder and lightning's energy back. With a loud rumble, the spear of thunder and lightning exploded due to its energy and turned into countless sparks in mid-air, beautiful yet fleeting, like fireworks in the night sky.

Master Yangd knew this was just a trick by the Thunder God Beast and didn't let his guard down. He immediately executed his superior speed Divine Travelling Skill, swiftly avoiding to the back of the Thunder God Beast.

The Thunder God Beast, with a hint of anger, scanned its surroundings. Its eyes flickered with electricity, exerting an intimidating force. It understood that Master Yangd was no easy opponent and intensified its attacks to defeat its enemy quickly.

The Thunder God Beast began to gather energy, and stronger currents of electricity started emanating from its body. Suddenly, all the electricity on its body merged into one, forming a giant electric ball. The electric ball, like a scorching sun, emitted intense heat and destructive energy.

Master Yangd felt a great threat from the electric ball and knew that if he got hit, he would face unprecedented disaster. He decided to confront the danger head-on, rather than avoiding it.

Master Yrangd suddenly leaped, transforming into a residual shadow, drawing a splendid arc in the air. The sword he held began to absorb the surrounding original energy, with a dazzling light shimmering on the sword body. This was Master Yrangd's ultimate move — Century Sword Qi!

Master Yrangd's Century Sword Qi, full of powerful strength, instantly struck the lightning ball. The clash between the Sword Qi and the lightning ball was fierce, filling the air with a suffocating aura of death.

At a distance on the battlefield, White Mitchell watched it all intently, his heart trembling uncontrollably. The strength of Master Yrangd was far beyond his imagination, even able to fiercely confront a being like the Thunder God Beast.

The Thunder God Beast, feeling the powerful force of Master Yrangd, began to get restless. It gathered another lightning ball, this time even larger and more ferocious.

Master Yrangd calmly analyzed the offensive of the Thunder God Beast, knowing that this time he had to deflect it with a greater force. He slowly mobilized the original energy within his body to its extreme, emitting a dazzling light all over. His eyes grew deep, exhuding a mysterious radiance.

Master Yrangd closed his eyes abruptly, his mind sinking into his inner world. He felt the hidden power within his body, a peculiar sensation swelling up in his heart. This was a power that would determine victory and defeat, a power known as “True Yuan”.

Repeating the incantation in his mind, Master Yrangd carefully summoned the True Yuan. A profoundly powerful and scorching energy flowed within him, spreading outwards.

Master Yrangd opened his eyes, his eyes full of confidence. He felt that it was now time for him to deliver the deathblow. His body's energy was gathered into one point, shining brightly like a star.

“Sword Anger!” Master Yrangd roared, his voice echoing like thunder across the battlefield.

With a jolt of his sword, the tip of the sword, much like a meteor piercing the night sky, a Sword Qi howled out, its speed so fast that it even caused the air to make a chattering screech.

The Sword Qi and the lightning ball collided sharply, causing a piercing explosion. For a moment, the battlefield was filled with intense heat waves and the aura of lightning, as if the whole world was enveloped by this powerful force.

Master Yrangd's whole body emitted a dazzling light, his Century Sword Qi and Sword Anger intertwined together, forming a large halo. This halo rotated rapidly, suppressing the chaotic force on the battlefield.

The Thunder God Beast felt its power depleting rapidly, its roaring with anger, electricity throughout its body began to surge madly. It knew that if it did not take action now, it would be completely defeated by Master Yrangd.

The eyes of the Thunder God Beast blazed with a more vigorous light, the electricity all over its body started converging towards its horns. The electricity intensified on its horns, like two thunders, preparing to carry out the final lethal attack on Master Yrangd.

Master Yrangd could sense this horrifying power, gripping the sword in his hand, faced the Thunder God Beast without fear.

Century Sword Qi and Sword Anger fused together, forming a massive Sword Qi, directed straight at the horns of the Thunder God Beast.

Master Yrangd let out a sky-shaking roar, the combined forces of the Sword Qi bursting out with unparalleled energy, piercing the sky. Under this Sword Qi, the horns of the Thunder God Beast became even hotter, releasing the power to destroy everything.

There was a harsh collision between the Sword Qi and the horns of the Thunder God Beast, causing a violent explosion. A powerful shockwave spread out, the wind howled, dust flew, as if the entire battlefield was being torn apart.

The Thunder God Beast let out a deafening roar, the electricity all over its body raging wildly, struggling to resist Master Yrangd's deathblowing strike. However, in front of the overwhelming power of Master Yrangd, the Thunder God Beast always felt powerless.

The Sword Qi and the horns of the Thunder God Beast collided again, this time the Sword Qi gained the upper hand. The fierce explosion twisted the space, lightning danced wildly on the battlefield, engulfing the whole battlefield into darkness in an instant.

White Mitchell stared intently at the battlefield, his heart filled with endless shock. He could hardly believe that Master Yrangd could engage in such a frenzied showdown with a being like the Thunder God Beast, his power level had reached a terrifying realm.

On the battlefield, Master Yrangd's figure faintly appeared amidst the explosions, fighting fearlessly and persistently with unwavering belief. He knew that only by defeating the Thunder God Beast could he secure more time and opportunities for mankind.

The Thunder God Beast felt its energy being rapidly consumed and felt a fierce rage kindle within it. It was hesitant to admit defeat against a human; its eyes glowed with furious radiance as it mustered its electric currents once more.

However, at this point, a strange roar broke the silence of the battlefield. A massive figure suddenly appeared in the sky above the battlefield, looking like a mix of a dragon and a serpent, its body covered in scales, as it emanated terrifying dragon intimidation.

It was a real dragon, the guardian Divine Beast of the Thunder God Beast – the Thunder Dragon!

The Thunder Dragon unleashed roars that shook the heavens, causing the entire battlefield to tremble. It spread its colossal wings and instantaneously flew to the Thunder God Beast's side.

Master Yrangd's gaze was locked on the Thunder Dragon. This was a genuine Divine Beast, with immeasurable strength. He knew that he had to confront not only the Thunder God Beast but the attacks from the Thunder Dragon as well.

The Thunder Dragon opened its massive mouth, and a thunderbolt whizzed out, landing on the battlefield in a flash. The ground split open with a deep fissure, mixed with rolling thunder and lightning as it engulfed everything.

Master Yrangd's eyes narrowed as he wielded his long sword, increasing the sword's radiance like raindrops. Swiftly shifting his body aside, he evaded the Thunder Dragon's thunderbolt attack.

Simultaneously, he transformed into a sword light, dashing towards the Thunder Dragon. Master Yrangd's speed was at its peak, reaching the Thunder Dragon's side in almost the blink of an eye.

He swung his long sword, and a light burst forth, targeting the Thunder Dragon's weak spot. The sword light, akin to a meteor streaking across the sky, possessed the power to destroy everything and fervently shot towards the Thunder Dragon.

The Thunder Dragon felt the threat of the sword light. Instead of retreating, it surged forward, its gigantic dragon mouth devouring the light. As the sword light fiercely collided with the dragon's mouth, a deafening sound ensued.

The sword light remained immovable, like an indestructible sword wall, resolutely blocking the Dragon's gigantic mouth. Master Yrangd's figure once again morphed into sword light, piercing the dragon's neck with a sword thrust.

The sword's edge drew across the dragon's neck, sparkling with blinding light. The Thunder Dragon howled painfully as blood gushed out like a fountain, blanketing the battlefield. Under the sword light's stabbing, its body trembled precariously, nearly falling to the ground.

However, the Thunder Dragon didn't falter. Gritting its teeth, it emitted a potent Dragon Breath. The Dragon Breath rapidly sprayed towards Master Yrangd, imbued with scorching power.

Master Yrangd sensed the terrifying power of the Dragon Breath. He raised his long sword, forming a shield, protecting himself within it. The Dragon Breath collided with the shield, letting out shrill cries as the entire shield vibrated.

Yet, Master Yrangd remained composed. He held his ground without retreating, sturdily holding the shield in front of him. He harnessed all his strength, withstanding the Thunder Dragon's attack with all his might.

The battlefield's atmosphere grew to an intense peak as sword lights and Dragon Breath crisscrossed violently, generating substantial impact. Master Yrangd's body trembled, sweat covered his forehead, but he stood firm in his position, showing no intentions of retreating.

The Thunder Dragon was taken aback by Master Yrangd's staunch defense, a hint of shock twinkled in its eyes. It had newfound respect for this human's strength, acknowledging his formidable power.

Roaring, the Thunder Dragon returned to its combat state. It transformed into a bolt of lightning, swooping towards Master Yrangd. The dragon moved as swiftly as the wind, resembling a shooting star streaking through the night sky, instantly appearing beside Master Yrangd.

Master Yrangd tightly gripped his long sword, a determined look flashing in his eyes. Instead of withdrawing, he moved forward to meet the Thunder Dragon's attack. The sword and dragon's attacks collided fiercely, producing endless energy fluctuations.

The battlefield's earth trembled violently, and dust billowed. The people on the battlefield felt a shockwave of awe at this amazing showdown.

Master Yrangd amassed the entirety of his strength, his body transformed into a sword shadow, confronting the Thunder Dragon's attack like a Sword God himself. Every move and technique he executed was lethal to its core. His sword light was intimidating, poised and ready to strike.

The Thunder Dragon was not to be outdone. It wielded its unique power of thunder and lightning, continuously releasing a devastating thunderous force. The dragon's colossal talon swept through, emanating an unstoppable force as it attempted to demolish Master Yrangd.

The deafening clash between the sword and the dragon's talon echoed out. Lightning and sword light twined together, creating a spectacle where the air seemed to be torn asunder. Those watching the battlefield fell silent in respect, feeling the unimaginable power embodied within this battle.

Master Yrangd moved as fast as lightning, fending off and counterattacking with agility to dodge the Thunder Dragon's assaults while delivering ruthless damage. His swordsmanship, unparalleled in refinement, saw each strike infused with world-shattering might.

The Thunder Dragon felt Master Yrangd's strength, growing increasingly furious. It soared skywards, sparks electrifying its wings as it quickly accumulated energy. A destructive whirlwind formed, barreling towards Master Yrangd with the power to obliterate everything in its path.

Master Yrangd's eyes turned cold – he knew he couldn't evade this blow anymore, but had to face the attack head-on. He stabilized his stance, puffed out his chest, circulated his True Yuan, using all his might to resist the Thunder Dragon's cyclone.

The cyclone assaulted him like a black hole of destruction. Master Yrangd formed his protective barrier once more, using every ounce of his strength to stave off this terrifying power.

Boom! The air exploded instantly on the battlefield. The fierce collision between the Thunder Dragon's cyclone and Master Yrangd's protective barrier triggered a massive explosion. The resulting shockwaves swept across the entire battlefield, threatening to engulf everyone present.

Unfazed by the sweeping shockwaves, Master Yrangd stayed his ground in the center of the battlefield. His eyes shimmered with unyielding resolve as he continued to launch powerful sword attacks.

The sword light slashed across the battlefield, driving the Thunder Dragon back with its formidable power. But the dragon was not at all cowed, instead, the ordeal kindled an even more potent combat force within it.

The thunder and lightning energy of the Thunder Dragon peaked. It was ablaze with fervor as it launched a relentless attack on Master Yrangd. Its colossal talon, infused with the Power of thunder and lightning, clawed mercilessly towards Master Yrangd.

Master Yrangd stabilized his posture and proclaimed, “Thunder Dragon, you can never defeat me. I will slay you with my sword.” His heart surged with fighting spirit as he swung his sword once more in retaliation.

The sword and talon once again clashed, creating endless waves of power. Master Yrangd's aura surged like a rainbow, his sword momentum as swift as the wind, each technique lethal and sharp. He leapt airborne at times, striking the Thunder Dragon's weak points in a flash of lightning by seizing the blink of an eye.

The Thunder Dragon felt Master Yrangd's fierce attack and became even more frenzied. It opened its colossal maw and unleashed a breath capable of annihilating everything.

Dragon breath spewed out like a firestorm, sweeping towards Master Yrangd. But he was well-prepared, meeting the dragon breath with a protective barrier woven from sword light.

Nevertheless, the dragon breath's might had the protective barrier around Master Yrangd on the brink of collapse. His brow furrowed, channeling his True Yuan into his sword once more to bolster the fierceness of his sword momentum.

The collision of the sword and the dragon breath triggered intense turbulence ripping through the void. The shattering explosion echoed across the battlefield, sounding like the tolling of an apocalyptic bell.

Master Yrangd's clothes were torn to shreds, his visage worn and ragged. Yet his sword was ceaselessly in motion, exuding unprecedented momentum. The streaks of sword light he swung looked like bolts of lightning flashing across the sky, illuminating the entire battlefield.

The battlefield quaked, splitting the land apart, accompanied by a burst of intense lightning in the sky. The Thunder Dragon roared, launching into the air, like a storm of darkness sweeping through.

Senseing the impending danger, Master Yrangd seized the moment to store all his strength, preparing to counter the Thunder Dragon's fierce attack. In an instant, his sword light enveloped the entire battlefield, forming a golden light curtain that confined the Thunder Dragon's potency therein.

With no way out, the Thunder Dragon fiercely opened its colossal mouth, letting loose a raging thunder and lightning energy. The power of thunder condensed into a huge electric arc, multiplied by thousands of lightning flashes, bombarding Master Yrangd relentlessly.

Master Yrangd's eyes were heavy – aware of the mighty power of this attack, he knew he had to give his all. As he swung his sword, echoes of the sword's light sparkled like twinkling stars, interweaving with the electric arc, creating a spectacular scene.

The sound of the clash between the sword light and arcs of electricity echoed on the battlefield, with sparks flying and splendid light radiating. Master Yang turned into a Sword God, his sword momentum fierce and unwavering, as if capable of tearing apart the entire heavens and earth.

The Thunder Dragon was infuriated, swinging its claws forcefully and exploding the air around it. Huge power swept out, and an arc of electricity carrying destructive power slashed towards Master Yang.

Master Yang responded calmly, swiftly dodging while swinging his sword to counterattack. His swordsmanship had already reached the realm of transformation; every move was extremely powerful, shrouding the entire battlefield in beams of sword light.

The Thunder Dragon, sensing Master Yang's formidable might, unleashed all its power. It accumulated all its thunder and lightning energy, roaring loudly, and the battlefield was deafened by the thunderous sound.

The Thunder Dragon opened its enormous mouth, and a column of thunder and lightning like a myth descended from the sky, instantly striking towards Master Yang. This strike, containing all the power of the Thunder Dragon, was incredibly ferocious.

Master Yang moved slightly under his feet to meet the column of thunder and lightning. His sword light pierced the sky, transformed into a chilling thunder light, intersected with the column of thunder and lightning, and exploded with immense energy.

There were cries of alarm on the battlefield; everyone felt the terrifying power brought by the thunder and lightning. The ground shook violently, dust was billowing, as if the whole world was trembling in fear.

The Thunder Dragon, feeling Master Yang's firmness, grew even more enraged. It soared into the sky, stirring up the power of thunder and lightning to form a massive thunderstorm. Lightning swept down, bombarding Master Yang relentlessly.

Master Yang's face was serious as he advanced instead of retreating, fearlessly confronting the storm's might. The sword in his hand sparkled with gleaming light, like a Heaven God's Sword, blocking the enormous lightning bombs one after another.

The clash between the sword light and the thunderstorm was deafening, and the sword light transformed into hundreds of splendid beams of light, illuminating the whole battlefield. Master Yang's sword momentum was swift as the wind, with each stroke seemingly capable of tearing apart the space.

The spectators on the battlefield witnessed this spectacular duel, all amazed. Master Yang darted around, sometimes rapidly weaving through the thunderstorm, sometimes steadily resisting the attack of lightning. Each of his moves carried overwhelming pressure, forcing people to retreat.

The Thunder Dragon felt the formidable might from Master Yang and became even more ferocious. Its teeth chattered, and its claws swung like a storm brewing on the battlefield. Its enormous tail swung, creating thunderous roars like mountains collapsing and the earth splitting, trying to repel Master Yang.

Master Yang responded calmly, his sword light flickering, sometimes transforming into a sharp blade, sometimes a soft glow. With each move at full strength, his swordsmanship was keen and unwavering, seemingly intent on slaying the Thunder Dragon into a thousand pieces.

The Thunder Dragon started to feel its strength draining away, its dragon body began to shake unsteadily, revealing a fatigued expression. However, it was still unyielding, a burst of enormous lightning erupted from its body, roaring towards Master Yang.

Master Yang gave a slight smile, lifting the sword in his hand, the blade spinning rapidly. A golden sword light formed a huge wheel of light around him, spinning even faster, like a whirlwind attracting the thunder and lightning.

The lightning swirled endlessly in Master Yang's sword light wheel, like a cornered dragon, bound and unable to escape. The thunderstorm gradually weakened under the envelopment of the sword light wheel, eventually evaporating into the air.

Master Yang lowered his gaze on the residual lightning on his sword, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. His swordsmanship had reached its peak. Through his own effort and determination, he had successfully defeated the Thunder Dragon.

The spectators on the battlefield fell silent, in awe of Master Yang's power. Master Yang held his sword high, his eyes bright as lightning, declaring his victory.

The Thunder Dragon, with no other option, lowered its head. It recognized its defeat. It was once a ruler on the battlefield, but now it couldn't withstand even a single blow from Master Yang's sword.

The battlefield gradually returned to peace, and Master Yang's figure disappeared from the spectators' sight. What remained was the golden glow of his sword, etching an everlasting image on the battlefield.

The legend of Master Yang would be sung on the battlefield, and his swordsmanship would become a model for future generations. The Thunder Dragon's reputation, in contrast, would vanish, becoming a chapter in history.

Chapter end