Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

"A single move to decide the outcome!?"

Fan Wujiu narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Xia Jin. The smile on his face slowly faded, replaced by a rare seriousness: "Are you sure? If you can't withstand my strongest sword move, you'll die! Because even I, once I use this move, cannot take it back."

Xia Jin stood with his hands behind his back, proud and aloof, his gaze calm as still water: "Do you think I'm joking with you? Besides, you seem a bit too confident. What are your strongest sword techniques compared to mine?"

"My target has never been you. You few top-tier disciples are ultimately nothing more than stepping stones for me on my path to the third heaven!"

"You're quite confident!!"

If anyone else had said these words, Fan Wujiu would have scoffed, thinking the other person was arrogant and ignorant. But at this moment, looking into Xia Jin's eyes, which were filled with absolute confidence, he felt a faint glimmer of belief.

After a long silence, Fan Wujiu nodded seriously.

"good!"

"If you win, I can tell you a secret, a secret that may be about the Demon Cave."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Wujiu took a deep breath, and his aura changed from being casual to being extremely sharp, like a sword about to be drawn from its sheath.

Five flying swords appeared in response, hovering behind him in a row!

Red, blue, gold, black, and white light illuminated the entire battle arena in an instant!

Similarly, Fan Wujiu's figure was shrouded in five-colored sword light, and a tiny sword gleam appeared in his pupils, shifting and changing.

The sword light grew brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, two dazzling beams of light shot out from his pupils!

"Now watch out, because this sword strike is one that even I can't retract!!"

"The Five Elements Return to One!"

Fan Wujiu's deep voice echoed throughout the entire battle arena.

The five flying swords behind him emitted a series of sword cries.

Immediately afterwards, the five rays of light merged together, red, blue, gold, black, and white, the five colors becoming one!

A massive five-colored sword of light materialized out of thin air and hovered above Fan Wujiu's head. The sword's blade flowed with the power of the five elements, endlessly generating life, yet capable of destroying everything!

"This sword strike... is called the 'Five Elements God-Slaying Sword'!"

Fan Wujiu's face was slightly pale, clearly indicating that unleashing this sword strike had taken a heavy toll on him. However, his eyes were incredibly bright as he stared intently at Xia Jin opposite him.

The five-colored light sword slowly rose, and then...

cut!

Without any frills or hesitation, the enormous five-colored sword of light slashed down towards Xia Jin!

The sword hasn't arrived yet, but the intention has!

Xia Jin's eyes finally changed the moment the sword was swung down.

Even before the sword intent reached him, it caused a slight tingling sensation all over his skin. He hadn't experienced this feeling in a long time.

The entire battle arena began to shake violently, and cracks started appearing on the solid ground, spreading outwards from Xia Jin's center! The cracks grew deeper and denser, as if the entire battle arena was about to collapse at any moment!

"Indeed, you have some skill! This sword strike should be the strongest I have ever seen!!"

Xia Jin slowly raised her head, her gaze fixed on the five-colored light sword that had been slashed down.

A golden sun mark appeared between his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards—

Three dazzling halos of light slowly unfolded behind him, one circle, two circles, three circles! It was as if all the gods and Buddhas had descended to the mortal world!

At this moment, Xia Jin's aura completely changed. In Fan Wujiu's eyes, he seemed to have become a high and mighty god looking down upon all living beings!

That aura wasn't just a suppression of power; it was more like a difference in bloodline level, a difference in the level of life!

Fan Wujiu's expression instantly shifted between light and shadow, and he felt his hands tremble slightly uncontrollably. It wasn't fear, but an instinctive reaction from the depths of his soul, like an ant gazing at the heavens, a mortal facing a god!

"What... kind of power is this...?"

Xia Jin did not answer.

He simply exhaled softly.

Then, he raised his fist.

A cluster of white flames covered his right fist.

There are no unnecessary movements, no fancy techniques.

Xia Jin simply threw a punch!

The white flames transformed into a dazzling pillar of light, crashing fiercely into the descending five-colored light sword!

Crashed!

The entire battle arena seemed to freeze for a moment, and then a deafening roar suddenly exploded!

The violent shockwave swept in all directions, completely shattering the already cracked ground and sending boulders flying, turning them into dust in the air!

Five-colored light collided with white flames!

The enormous five-colored light sword began to shatter inch by inch!

"This...how is this possible..."

Fan Wujiu stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief.

His strongest sword strike, his Five Elements Annihilation Sword, actually...

With the final crash, the five-colored lightsaber shattered completely!

The light dissipated, leaving the battle arena in ruins.

The smoke of battle has cleared.

Xia Jin remained standing in the same spot.

His feet were deeply embedded in the shattered ground, but his entire body remained unharmed.

However, his chest was heaving slightly, and even his eyes were filled with surprise.

For the first time since he entered the Creation Realm, someone had made him feel somewhat strained.

That punch was also a huge drain on him.

Beneath his feet, five flying swords lay haphazardly planted in the ground, their light dimmed considerably, as if they had exhausted all their power.

Fan Wujiu stood there, two lines of blood slowly flowing down his face and dripping onto the ground.

But he did not fall.

He just stared at Xia Jin, at that still proud figure, and suddenly... he smiled.

That smile contained not a trace of the frustration and resentment of a loser, but rather was full of joy and relief.

"I lost. You are stronger than I imagined. Perhaps you will be the first among our twenty-odd Heavenly Disciples to pass the Demon Cave test and enter the Third Heaven of the Divine Palace."

His voice sounded a little hoarse, but unusually calm.

"Tomorrow, I will visit you in person. There's a secret... that might be useful to you."

After saying that, Fan Wujiu turned around without any hesitation and stepped into the void gate that appeared behind him.

The moment the void gate completely disappeared, the golden mark between Xia Jin's brows slowly faded, and the three divine wheels behind him gradually disappeared as well.

He returned to his original appearance, looked at the spot where Fan Wujiu had disappeared, and frowned slightly.

"secret?"

"What secret needs to be made so mysterious?"