My understanding is incredible: I gained enlightenment and immortality in the Kunlun Demon Kingdom

Just then, Wu Sang Daoren finally finished chanting his incantation, and the black halo instantly expanded, as if it were about to devour all light.

But at the same time, the light of the Five-Colored Tower became increasingly dazzling, as if a god had shone upon the mortal world, not allowing evil to exist.

"Are you ready?" Chen Ze whispered to Tian Siyao, his gaze sharp as he stared intently at the decisive battle between light and darkness, good and evil before him.

Tian Siyao didn't speak, she just nodded.

She knew that at this critical juncture, any unnecessary words could be the trigger for failure.

The two worked together and unleashed the full power of their respective magical artifacts.

The light from the multicolored tower and the jade sword converged at a single point, as if time and space had frozen.

That moment felt like an eternal instant, as if the entire world had been reduced to just this battle.

"Now!" Chen Ze shouted, and the light of the Qingfeng Sword and the Five-Colored Pagoda merged into one, rushing straight towards Wu Sang Daoist.

Tian Siyao was not to be outdone. Her jade sword surged like a dragon emerging from the sea, carrying an irresistible force, and together with Chen Ze's attack, it rushed towards the black halo.

Darkness and light, good and evil—at this moment, the two forces finally collided head-on.

The entire space seemed to be shaking, and even the air seemed to be compressed to the point that it was almost impossible to breathe.

But neither Chen Ze nor Tian Siyao backed down. They knew that at this moment, it was either the victor who would rule or the loser who would be condemned.

Wu Sang Daoist looked surprised, clearly not expecting that these two young people could withstand his dark spell.

But he did not back down; a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth, as if everything was under his control.

"Do you think you can defeat me like this?" he said with a sneer, the black aura growing even stronger.

"Who said we want to defeat you?" Chen Ze retorted, a smile playing on his lips.

Chen Ze gripped the colorful pagoda tightly in his hand, which shone brightly like a jewel.

However, compared to the dazzling tower, he appeared somewhat nervous.

Wu Sang Daoist stood opposite him, gathering a ball of wind and thunder in his palms, with roars rising and falling.

Chen Ze felt somewhat worried. Although the Five-Colored Tower was powerful, his connection with it was still unfamiliar.

He took a deep breath and then waved the multicolored tower.

Five beams of light shot out from the tower and flew rapidly toward Wu Sang Daoist.

However, Wu Sang Daoist grinned, and a bolt of lightning shot out from the wind and thunder in his palm, shattering the five beams of light one by one.

Tian Siyao stood not far away, her eyes fixed on the fierce battle.

She held a jade sword, its tip gleaming with a deep blue light, like a pearl from the deep sea.

Seeing the incongruity between Chen Ze and the colorful tower, she felt uneasy.

"Chen Ze, be careful, don't force yourself to use unfamiliar magical artifacts!" Tian Siyao's voice was full of worry. She gripped the jade sword tightly, ready to intervene at any moment.

Chen Ze smiled slightly, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes, "Thank you, Siyao."

I will be careful.

Seeing this, Wu Sang Daoist sneered: "You two are really being cozy, but this is a battlefield, there's no room for coziness here!"

Immediately, the wind and thunder in Wu Sang Dao Ren's hand transformed into a long dragon, which suddenly rushed towards Chen Ze.

Chen Ze took a deep breath and gripped the Five-Colored Pagoda tightly in his hand. The five-colored light instantly surged and collided with the wind and thunder dragon, producing a deafening roar.

"Such powerful strength!" Tian Siyao was startled, and the jade sword trembled slightly in her hand. Chen Ze felt the connection between himself and the Five-Colored Pagoda gradually strengthening, as if two friends who had known each other for many years had gradually found a rhythm in harmony.

He knew that the battle was far from over, but at least he now had the strength to fight Wu Sang Daoren.

Wu Sang Daoist frowned, seemingly sensing the change between Chen Ze and the Five-Colored Pagoda, but he did not stop his attack. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a cold smile.

The atmosphere on the battlefield grew increasingly tense. The duel between Chen Ze and Wu Sang Daoren was like a symphony with one climax after another, captivating the audience.

Tian Siyao, like one of the spectators, knew that there was little she could do in this battle. All she could do was silently cheer for Chen Ze, hoping that he could overcome the difficulties and win the final victory.

A strange smile appeared on Wu Sang Daoren's face. Suddenly, he stretched out his palm, and black light flashed at his fingertips.

In an instant, a black beam of light, like the Grim Reaper's scythe in the night, shot straight toward Chen Ze.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the air almost turned into ice.

Chen Ze immediately felt a strong threat, as if the claws of death were about to seize him.

He was startled, and the multicolored tower immediately appeared in his hand. But surprisingly, the tower's light dimmed, as if it had sensed its master's danger.

"The Five-Colored Tower, can you feel it too?" Chen Ze thought rapidly.

Just at this critical moment, Tian Siyao suddenly flew out from the side, her jade sword streaking across the night sky like a meteor, swiftly shattering the black beam of light.

The jade sword drew a graceful arc in the night sky before landing steadily in her hand.

"We arrived just in time; otherwise, something terrible had happened," Tian Siyao said with a grave expression.

"Thanks to you, Tian Siyao." Chen Ze held the colorful pagoda, looked at the gradually restored light on the pagoda, and felt a little relieved.

Wu Sang Daoist's expression instantly turned gloomy and terrifying. He glared at Tian Siyao and Chen Ze, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "Do you think you can stop me like this?"

After he finished speaking, a huge shadow rose up behind Wu Sang Daoren. This shadow seemed to be alive, writhing as if it wanted to devour everything.

An even more powerful and terrifying aura emanated from the shadows.

"What exactly is this evil power?" Tian Siyao gripped the jade sword tightly, her expression grave.

Chen Ze also sensed the powerful threat emanating from the shadow behind Wu Sang Dao Ren, and a sense of foreboding arose in his heart.

He couldn't help but ask, "Master Wu, what exactly do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do?" Wu Sang Daoist sneered. "You'll find out soon enough!"

Suddenly, the black shadow seemed to find a crack and quickly attacked Tian Siyao and Chen Ze.

The two men felt a chill run down their spines, knowing that the battle to come would be even more difficult than before.

"Tian Siyao, are you ready?" Chen Ze glanced at Tian Siyao beside him.

“We’ve been prepared all along,” Tian Siyao said, gripping her jade sword tightly. “Let’s see just how capable this Taoist Wu Sang really is!”

The moment their eyes met, it was as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

Immediately afterwards, they each brandished their magical weapons, preparing to face the impending unknown threat.

Wu Sang Daoren's smile grew even more sinister, as if he felt that everything was under his control.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. Tian Siyao bit her lower lip tightly, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst her chest.

The Yin-Yang Mirror she clutched tightly seemed to contain boundless, mysterious power. Through the lens, she saw an unidentified substance flowing within the black beam of light emanating from Wu Sang Daoist, like a snake slithering stealthily. (End of Chapter)