Cultivation begins in Qingfeng Market.

The ninth year passed quietly as he familiarized himself with these newly acquired magical artifacts.

On the arena in the bluestone square, the protective array rippled like water, blocking out most of the violent energy fluctuations.

The arena seemed to be divided in two, presenting two distinct worlds.

On the left, four colors of spiritual energy flowed.

Lin Zhao's second-order four-element array diagram has been fully deployed, and the array covers a large area behind him.

Within the array, the Four Yuan Yinglong unfolded its energy wings, slowly circling and continuously absorbing spiritual energy to nourish the array, maintaining the stability of the domain and the circulation of spiritual power;

The Four Elements Sword Dragon, like the most loyal guardian, circled around Lin Zhao with its long, silvery-white body, its head held high, its sword intent chilling.

The most eye-catching thing was the Nine Luminaries Heavenly Dragon, which was twenty feet long and made entirely of lightning, hovering in front of the array!

right.

Dark purple clouds hung low, within which lightning snaked wildly and roared incessantly.

Yan Chiheng hovered beneath the thunderclouds, his body wreathed in thick purple lightning, like a thunder god descending to earth.

Beside him was also a Nine-Luminous Heavenly Dragon.

It was much larger than Lin Zhao's, and its destructive aura was even stronger.

This form was originally deduced by him and Lin Zhao together.

He could do that too. Although Lei Xiu was powerful, he also had a weakness: his fighting strength was not sustainable.

Now, drawing inspiration from Lin Zhao's form, the Nine Luminaries Heavenly Dragon he unleashed was even larger.

Above his head, a bronze ring slowly rotated, a testament to his recent success in clearing the fourth level of the Cloud Tower.

The magical artifact I obtained—the Qiankun Thunder Control Ring—was acquired using nearly 30,000 points.

This ring not only absorbs spiritual energy and converts it into stored lightning power, but at this moment it has also transformed its entire right side into his "Thunder Prison."

Within the Thunder Domain, the creation and destruction of lightning are all determined by his thoughts.

Yan Chiheng controls the Nine Luminaries Heavenly Dragon using the Qiankun Thunder Ring.

"Roar—!" "Awooo—!"

The two lightning dragons clashed without any fancy moves, their blinding lightning flashing and their deafening thunder almost tearing apart the protective barrier of the formation.

The clash of lightning powers was intense and brutal, with stray arcs of lightning blasting scorched craters into the ground.

Lin Zhao's Thunder Dragon, aided by the Yinglong manifested from the Four Elements Array, replenished its energy quickly and for longer.

However, Yan Chiheng's Thunder Dragon was enhanced by the Thunder Domain of the Qiankun Thunder Control Ring, making it even more powerful.

The confrontation in this field has reached a stalemate.

Lin Zhao's eyes narrowed, knowing that relying solely on the Nine Luminaries Thunder Dragon would not be enough to win.

With a thought, the Four Elements Sword Dragon roared and transformed into a dazzling torrent of silver-white sword light, surging fiercely into the Thunder Prison Domain and heading straight for Yan Chiheng's main body!

At the same time, his own sword intent surged, and the Azure Lotus Sword was drawn with a clang. A terrifying sword aura, infused with sword intent, tore through the air and slashed towards the thundercloud!

"Well done!" Yan Chiheng laughed loudly, showing no sign of backing down. He made a fist with one hand, and a giant thunder hammer appeared in his hand, which he smashed fiercely at the sword energy.

With his other hand, he drew upon the power of the Thunder Prison, causing countless thunder spears to appear out of thin air and shoot towards the silver-white sword dragon.

"Boom! Clang! Sizzle—!"

The sword energy collided with the thunder hammer, creating a chaotic energy storm.

The sword dragon weaved through the lightning spears, its body constantly extinguishing and regenerating sword light and lightning.

The scene was both magnificent and violent.

Unable to break through after a prolonged attack, Lin Zhao took a deep breath and channeled all his sword intent into the Azure Lotus Sword.

At the same time, the Azure Lotus Platform's innate spell activated, producing a beam of azure energy.

The energy surged up his arm and coiled around the sword. Lin Zhao raised his hand and unleashed a condensed cyan sword light that seemed capable of cutting through space!

"laugh--!"

A chilling tearing sound rang out. The azure sword light slashed through Thunder Prison.

Wherever it passed, the raging lightning was silently sliced ​​open like cloth, revealing the scene behind it, pointing directly at Yan Chiheng!

This sword strike almost cleaved the entire Thunder Prison in two!

Yan Chiheng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly retreated.

Just as the sword energy was about to strike, the Qiankun Thunder Control Ring above his head shone brightly, instantly draining the surrounding lightning power and creating a lightning barrier in front of him.

"Bang!"

The sword energy struck the barrier, and both eventually dissipated.

Sweat beaded on Yan Chiheng's forehead as he watched the thunderclouds rapidly recover thanks to the Thunder Control Ring, still shaken. "That was close! Your sword intent is getting more and more monstrous."

Lin Zhao also breathed slightly, dispelling the thunder dragon form and retracting the array diagram.

He knew that unless he used the forbidden techniques in the "Five Spirits Return to the Void True Technique", it would be difficult to achieve victory against Yan Chiheng.

Are you envious? A little.

However, Yan Chiheng was naturally talented and worked hard. He had just passed the fourth level of the Cloud Tower not long ago, which is why he has his current strength.

He also knew that his path, which combined swordsmanship, formations, and rune forms, had boundless potential.

Nine years have passed, and among the tens of thousands of disciples, nearly two thousand have reached the Foundation Establishment stage. However, only sixty-five people have been able to pass the fourth level of the Cloud Tower.

Yan Chiheng was the thirty-second to pass, while Lin Zhao passed even earlier.

They are the best among this group of disciples.

Next, Fang Yue will take the field.

The atmosphere suddenly changed.

There was no vast territory, no earth-shattering clashes.

Fang Yue's figure was like a ghost, appearing and disappearing on the arena. Each time he appeared, several cunning and ruthless sword energies appeared out of thin air and attacked Lin Zhao from an unbelievable angle.

Lin Zhao unfurled the Azure Lotus Sword Wings behind him, their azure light swirling, and his speed increased dramatically, leaving trails of afterimages as he dodged and parried in the air.

At the same time, the Four Elements Formation was operating at full power, and Yinglong and Jianlong reappeared, constantly interfering with and forcing him to show himself.

"Clang clang clang clang!" The sound of sword energy clashing was as dense as rain.

Even when Lin Zhao pushed her speed to the limit, she still felt as if she were dancing on the edge of a knife; Fang Yue's sword was too fast and too unpredictable.

Suddenly, after a flash, Fang Yue did not attack immediately, but instead casually swung his sword.

A deadly warning pierced Lin Zhao's mind like an ice pick! Ever since he had gained initial control over "Lin Zhao of Heaven,"

His divine sense was already incredibly sharp, and its strength was by no means weaker than that of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

At this moment, he "saw" a sword aura that was almost integrated into the spatial fluctuations, which was attacking his back at a speed that defied common sense!

"The Yin-Yang Ring, open!"

The two black and white rings on his fingers suddenly surged with light, and an invisible Yin-Yang force field expanded from Lin Zhao's center.

The strange sword energy entered the force field, its speed slowed down slightly, and its trajectory changed.

It was that slight delay and deflection!

Using the time gained by the Yin-Yang Ring, Lin Zhao used the Five Mountains Spirit Body's innate magic to avoid the fatal blow and arrive next to Fang Yue.

"Go!" Lin Zhao pointed a dark, gloomy light from his fingertip—the Magic-Breaking Needle! It was specifically designed to break through all kinds of protective spiritual light and magical barriers.

A genuine look of surprise flashed across Fang Yue's eyes. His figure blurred again, narrowly missing the Nether Needle, and reappeared dozens of feet away.

The power of the Breaking Law Needle was indeed average for him, but the power of the Void attached to it made him dare not take it head-on.

He had been accidentally shot earlier, but luckily he had some special methods.

He had no choice but to admit defeat in that battle.

The two faced each other from a distance, their breathing slightly uneven.

Fang Yue shook his head helplessly: "I can't catch you. You're getting more and more difficult to deal with."

Lin Zhao smiled bitterly: "You're the same. If you can't hit, it's all for nothing."