Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

With the sword intent amplified, Fan Luokui no longer had the ability to deliver a guaranteed blow. She was well aware that she was no longer as capable as before of consistently defeating Jiang Shaoguang.

But she had to fight.

Amidst the myriad scattered sword intents, search for that fleeting, and singular, flaw.

The snowflakes scattered by the Frost Sunflower Blade flew past Jiang Shaoguang's eyes in the blink of an eye. With his vision briefly obscured, Jiang Shaoguang, relying on his excellent combat intuition, sensed the Frost Sunflower Blade attacking from his blind spot behind him.

The black and white array beneath her feet suddenly hummed, and the moment Fan Luokui's lightning-fast blade touched the array, it abruptly became extremely slow and heavy, and the downward slash seemed to be locked in place, making it impossible for her to change her move on the fly.

Compared to the seemingly slowed-down blade, Jiang Shaoguang's sword seemed to accelerate, stabbing rapidly towards Fan Luokui's right arm holding the blade.

Determined to act decisively, Fan Luokui did not choose to let go. Her left hand, which had been gripping the scabbard tightly, suddenly exerted force, and with the posture of drawing a sword, she used the scabbard to meet the sudden arrow.

hum~

Despite the immense force that struck, Fan Luokui did not retreat an inch.

Instead, he focused on the numbness in his arm, using the scabbard to firmly press down on the sharp longsword, while his right hand, holding the cold blade, shattered the black and white array under the surge of spiritual energy.

Without the speed limit, the cold blade transformed into a deadly weapon, narrowly grazing Jiang Shaoguang's neck.

He seemed to be able to guess Fan Luokui's method of drawing her sword to defend herself, and his free left hand formed a hand seal.

A black and white light emanated from the sword, and several rings suddenly appeared on the sword before bursting apart.

The endless tiny points of light were all manifestations of sword intent. Fan Luokui quickly sheathed her sword, held the sword in her right hand, and faced the torrential rain of sword intent. As she pressed down with her knees, she slashed forward with her right hand, unleashing a white light.

Frost and snow danced in the air.

The collision of light and snow is also the collision of the intent of the blade and the intent of the sword.

After a turbulent ten seconds, the sword intent and the saber intent simultaneously returned to calm.

On the platform.

"It seems like we can't determine a winner like this..."

Fan Luokui stood there, a small wound suddenly appearing on her fair cheek, and a little blood dripped down her chin along the curve of her cheek.

"It might be a draw."

Jiang Shaoguang gripped the sword tightly, and with a soft rip, the clothes on his chest tore open, revealing a small, bloody wound on his snow-white skin beneath the black robe.

Fan Luokui took a deep breath and stared at Jiang Shaoguang: "This battle will not end in a draw."

"It's either you or me who wins."

Looking at Fan Luokui, whose eyes still held a hint of fighting spirit, Jiang Shaoguang gave a helpless bitter laugh: "Do you really have to decide a winner?"

"A winner must be decided."

Jiang Shaoguang stared thoughtfully at Fan Luokui: "Can I stand you up now...?"

Upon hearing these familiar words, Fan Luokui paused for a moment, then said solemnly, "Do you think it's still not too late?"

"Yeah... I used to be able to outrun you, but I reckon I'm no match for you now."

He chuckled to himself.

The image of the cherry-haired girl, so familiar to him, was reflected in his eyes.

"I used to think that running away was shameful, but very useful..."

"But now it seems that even escaping is no longer an option... I can't skip it anymore."

Several black and white arrays rose up beneath Jiang Shaoguang's feet.

For some reason, thousands of snowflakes were falling at the soles of Fan Luokui's feet.

They knew that if the game dragged on any longer, there would be no way to determine a winner.

Therefore, there is only one move to determine who can still stand here and who will fall helplessly.

Both sides only have one move left.

The two, poised to strike, at a certain moment—

They acted simultaneously.

boom!

The black and white array beneath Jiang Shaoguang's feet expanded in the blink of an eye to a size large enough to cover the entire platform. At the same time, everything in this area was slowed down to the extreme!

By reversing the boundaries between fast and slow, what Jiang Shaoguang had to do was to break Fan Luokui's sword the moment she drew it!

Of course.

Even though his black and white array had locked everything in place.

Yet it still couldn't restrain that cherry-colored figure.

The moment the black and white array exploded, Fan Luo Kui's figure completely disappeared from this area, vanishing without a trace as if she had vanished into the void.

And when Fan Luokui reappears—

A series of dazzling white sword lights appeared on the entire platform, forming dense pillars of light that could almost form an impenetrable net, completely enveloping Jiang Shaoguang.

The fatal blow was aimed at Jiang Shaoguang at lightning speed.

Jiang Shaoguang did not hesitate. His sword was already imbued with countless sword intents. Everything he had comprehended from the Taiji Bagua Qingyan Diagram was brought to its fullest potential by Jiang Shaoguang at this moment.

He faced Fan Luokui and thrust his sword out!

The two figures intersected on the platform, causing both of their movements to freeze simultaneously.

The black and white array shattered with a bang, and countless fragments of spiritual energy scattered down from the sky.

What followed was—

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

It's like having a delay.

The sword and blade, which had been unleashed at some unknown time, clashed fiercely in mid-air. The flashes of light and shadows grazed the two men who stood motionless, but neither of them managed to strike.

The sword and knife, which had been slashing out just seconds earlier, collided with unimaginable ferocity, and the resulting surging waves only managed to subside after about half a minute.

now.

Inside the venue.

On the hanging platform, which had long been ravaged beyond recognition by swords and blades, the young swordsman's figure slowly leaned forward.

puff-

Fan Luokui silently got up and sheathed her sword.

"My knife is still faster."

With her back to Jiang Shaoguang, her words carried a hint of reluctance.

Jiang Shaoguang did not answer. His right hand, weakened by exhaustion, trembled as he looked at the longsword, which was already covered with knife marks.

There was a click.

The sword shattered into countless tiny iron pieces, which scattered all over the ground.

He still lost.

"Senior brother."

Fan Luokui, with her back to Jiang Shaoguang, took a step forward.

Her gaze remained fixed on the malevolent, pitch-black vortex and the nine-layered array before her. She took a deep breath and said, "Thank you for all these years."

"Goodbye."

The girl, who had no lingering attachments, finally took that step.

Jiang Shaoguang vomited a mouthful of blood, his face turned ashen, and he knelt on the ground, seemingly unable to rise again.

At this moment, he was powerless to stop Fan Luokui from going to her death.

The girl stepped into the terrifying Soul Refining Array without hesitation. Suddenly, thousands of evil demonic forces surrounded her and in the blink of an eye, they pulled most of Fan Luo Kui's soul out of her body.

It was faintly visible that a large part of the cherry-haired girl's soul had been pulled out of her body, and her body seemed to be in great pain, frowning and twisting in agony.

The remaining half of the soul, under the influence of the demonic energy, became increasingly dark.

The Soul Refining Array suddenly activated.

The profound mystery that emerged from the nine-layered formation caused even Jing Liyuan to tremble!

This formation is the most terrifying killing formation under the Heavenly Dao. Unless it is the Heavenly Lord himself who steps into this Soul Refining Formation, no one who enters can expect to come out unharmed!

The excruciating pain spread throughout my body, reaching even my very soul.

Fan Luokui knew.

I'm going to die.

But this is for the best... as bait, she has done the best she could.

This is something we can't help.

Next... it all depends on how the teacher performs... If he can defeat Ye Xuanqiu and protect Yin Hanxuebing...

Her death was worthwhile.

But in any case—

Jiang Shaoguang was defeated after all.

"You've lost too."

Hovering in mid-air, he glanced down, then looked up at the young man sitting calmly in a deck chair on the edge of the cliff, and frowned for some reason: "You want to watch your disciple die?"

She didn't think Yunping was such a heartless person, but she also thought that Fan Luokui had no other options.

At this moment, the Soul Refining Array has been activated, and Fan Luo Kui has no choice but to die.

Moreover, even if Yunping intended to rescue her, she would immediately stop him—before Yin Hanxuebing was forced out, Ye Xuanqiu had to make Fan Luokui suffer greatly.

however.

Everything was unexpected.

"Don't rush."