Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

With Wu Jue's cultivation level, there was absolutely no need for him to go to such great lengths to kill Wu Jue at this moment.

Especially Mingxinjing, who has the same cultivation level as him.

He got flustered because he was too concerned.

Gong Wuchen sighed silently in his heart.

How could things not fall into chaos?

He entered this illusionary realm to help Wujue break through his current realm.

Wu Jue possessed the talent of a celestial spiritual root, but his spiritual root was damaged in his early years due to an attack by a demonic beast, and his cultivation could only stop at the second level of Qi Refining.

Elder Yao of the Qingling Sect is their only hope.

The other party once said that as long as one could enter the sect, he would use a secret method to repair one's spiritual root.

But now...

But now that things have come to this, he will not relinquish Lin Ye's life to anyone else.

Gong Wuchen looked at Mingxin Jing standing opposite him, a slight cold glint in his eyes.

Mingxin Jing, however, had already drawn his sword from its sheath, and his clear black and white eyes shone with intense fighting spirit.

Clearly, a battle between the two sides is imminent.

As far as Mingxin Jing is concerned, there are only two people he is wary of right now.

One of them was Gong Wuchen, who was at the same cultivation level as him.

The other one is... Lin Ye.

For some reason, he always felt that these weeds... were not as easy to deal with as he had imagined.

A silent silence spread through the room. At a certain moment, both sides tacitly agreed to fly away to a deserted place in their escape lights.

In mid-air, the two simultaneously set up a barrier to prevent attracting others.

The night was deep, the wind blew, and the grass rustled.

People move.

In the sky, a black light and a white light were seen intertwining at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to follow.

The two men's sword energy was like a rainbow, and each had their own unique strengths in their moves.

Gong Wuchen's swordsmanship was steady and his retreats were appropriate, making him appear as gentle as a spring breeze.

Mingxinjing's swordsmanship is like that of a tiger or wolf, with each move swift, accurate, and ruthless, as if it were a fight to the death.

After a few moves, Gong Wuchen was the first to retreat.

But Gong Wuchen quickly regained his composure and stepped forward again with his sword.

When the move "Rain Nourishes All Things" was unleashed, Mingxin Jing felt as if a gentle rain was bringing spring, but only at the very moment it was about to strike did he truly feel the power of spring-breaking contained within the sword intent.

Mingxin Jing smiled and thought, "As expected of the young master of the Gong Clan, he can bring the Gong Clan's unique skills to such an extreme level even at the Qi Refining stage."

But... he wasn't afraid.

After a moment's thought, Mingxinjing retaliated with a sword strike called "Sweeping Mountains and Seas".

This sword move was one he created himself, and he had never had the chance to use it before. Today, he finally had a chance to use it, so naturally he went all out.

In an instant, all the space within the barrier was torn apart by this sword intent that was both soft and hard.

Both sides were locked in a fierce battle of swordsmanship, fighting for every breath, until Mingxinjing was forced to retreat half a step.

Although it wasn't exactly a loss, it still made Mingxinjing very unhappy.

For him, this move was clearly no match for his opponent.

"Fellow Daoist Ming, may I ask what this move is all about?" Gong Wuchen's gentle voice followed.

He didn't think he would obediently accept the Clear Mind Mirror's move, but he didn't expect it to be such a magnificent and powerful move.

Mingxin Jing had nothing to hide and immediately replied, "Sweeping Mountains and Seas, this is a move I created myself."

Gong Wuchen simply nodded slightly upon hearing this.

After a brief exchange, their eyes changed, and their expressions became more wary.

Both Gong Wuchen and Ming Xinjing knew that what had just happened was merely a test by the other side, and the real battle was only just beginning.

As his body moved with the wind, Gong Wuchen didn't know whether the Mingxin Mirror or the wind arrived first, but at this moment, the Mingxin Mirror was already in front of him.

Before Mingxinjing could make a move, Gong Wuchen transformed into a water body and circled behind Mingxinjing, raising his hand to strike with his sword.

This sword strike is still the same move as before, "Rain Nourishes All Things," but the attack is clearly more powerful than before.

If the previous move was like spring rain, then this move can be called summer rain.

It is forceful and urgent, yet subtle and pervasive, and it will inevitably resonate.

Mingxinjing couldn't stop in time, and although he dodged, he was still injured to some extent.

"Again." Mingxin Jing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said, biting her lip on the bloody taste.

After speaking, Mingxinjing waved his hand, and the long sword floated into the air from his hand.

With another flick of his long sleeves, the single sword floating in the air multiplied into dozens.

Upon seeing this, Gong Wuchen narrowed his eyes. This kind of sword control technique only needs to be broken by finding the main sword and attacking it.

Mingxinjing naturally knew what Gong Wuchen was thinking, and of course he wouldn't give Gong Wuchen a chance to observe.

He immediately controlled the ten longswords in front of him to fly forward in an intertwined manner.

Gong Wuchen had just taken a step when he was blocked by a swiftly flying longsword and had to turn to the other side.

Under his master's control, the ten longswords, seemingly dazzling with one sword to the left and three to the right, were in fact all executed with perfect technique.

However, Gong Wuchen's response did not become hasty.

Each move still exudes a distinctive style.

At the same time, one must search for the main sword in each response to the sword strike.

Seeing this, Mingxinjing's hand gestures changed faster and faster.

Finally, through Gong Wuchen's all-around manipulation, Mingxin Mirror found his weakness.

He immediately controlled one of the swords and thrust it at the opening. At this moment, this sword strike was obviously more ferocious than the others.

Like a long river flowing backwards, rushing for thousands of miles.

With this sword, you will surely die.

Mingxinjing's lips unconsciously curved into a smile.

But the truth is, when the sword came, Gong Wuchen transformed into water and came behind the sword, holding a long sword and falling against the wind.

The sword control technique of the Mind Mirror has failed.

By this point, Mingxinjing was well aware of the reason behind Gong Wuchen's flaw.

Mingxin Jing used magic to recall the sword that Gong Wuchen had knocked away, and gritted his teeth, saying, "You did this on purpose."

"Fellow Daoist Ming, are you perhaps unaware of the principle that all warfare is based on deception?" Gong Wuchen said with a slight smile.

Mingxinjing certainly knew, but would he say he knew?

He chuckled inwardly, and Mingxinjing roughly understood that Gong Wuchen was not so easy to deal with.

The sword technique I just used had already consumed a lot of my mana...

Before Mingxinjing could come up with a perfect solution, Gong Wuchen attacked again with his sword, but this time he did not apply any magic to the sword.

In that instant, both of them made the same decision—to reduce their mana consumption.

After the fierce battle, Gong Wuchen felt that his cultivation level had dropped from the eighth level of Qi Refining to the seventh level.

As for Mingxin Jing's cultivation level, he had already used the Qi Observation Technique to check it during the brief pause in their conversation, and the other party had also dropped a level.

Therefore, Gong Wuchen attacked directly with swordsmanship, knowing that his opponent would also find another opportunity to use magic.

The two exchanged sword blows several times, causing gusts of wind to blow through the forest and leaves to flutter down, oblivious to the passage of time.

Yangxindian

The candlelight flickered, while the moonlight lazily hid behind the clouds.

Lin Ye looked at the note sent back by the guards monitoring the Mingxin Mirror in his hand—it suddenly disappeared.

Lin Ye could naturally guess why he suddenly disappeared at this time.

"Gong Wuchen, Mingxin Jing, who will be the final winner?" Lin Ye whispered as he shredded the note into pieces.