In the void, Chen Tian and Xie Gui had entered the next phase of battle. He was confident that if he could just hold out until dawn, he would be able to defeat his opponent using his Samsara Body. Their eyes met, and their figures charged at each other, creating thunderous roars. Amidst the din, beams of light shot from the centers of their palms. The light beams collided, the black one and the nine-colored one clashing in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand. Seeing this, they channeled more energy into their palms, and the light beams grew even larger.
Bang!
When the light beams dissipated, Chen Tian and Xie Gui stood apart. They were evenly matched, a result Chen Tian found unacceptable. He couldn't believe that in this lifetime, having just begun his cultivation journey, his opponent possessed such strength. It was impossible. If they were allowed to grow further, they would pose a threat. They had to be eliminated here. It was with this mindset that the three of them had appeared.
Taking a deep breath, he realized that mobilizing multiple energies was taxing his body. The ability to control energy allowed him to wield it, but if his physical condition couldn't keep up with the reactions of so many energies, it would be problematic. The previous light beam explosion was due to an excess of energy that he couldn't control.
His body trembled as he drew his dual blades, imbuing them with elemental power. His body was clad in star armor, and black and white wings unfurled from his back. With three energies unleashed, this was his strongest state. Seeing Chen Tian go all out, Xie Gui decided not to hold back. Evil spirit wings spread from his back, and he donned evil spirit armor. A long saber appeared in his hand. Upon seeing his opponent wield a weapon, Chen Tian's expression grew serious. With a weapon, Xie Gui's abilities would manifest.
He was somewhat wary of that ability, but he believed he could defend against it with caution.
"I want to see how you resist me."
"You can try."
It was the same classic line. Whenever he said it, Chen Tian was always the victor. It could be considered his declaration of victory.
He swung his dual blades, and their radiance descended. The moment they fell, the blades transformed into countless afterimages, with hundreds of phantom blades charging forward in a relentless assault. Holding his long saber, Xie Gui swept it in a 360-degree arc, unleashing a massive blade aura that clashed with the phantom blades. The aftershocks reverberated as the two figures rushed towards each other, engaging in a dazzling battle within the void.
The dual blades moved with fluidity. His left blade swept horizontally, while the long saber blocked. His arm shifted, and he launched a horizontal slash with his right. He swung his arm, deflecting the left blade, and then twirled his long saber, creating a sharp clang as it met the dual blades. Seeing this, he realized that everything was within the calculated trajectory. As his left blade was about to move, Xie Gui closed his long saber defensively, but Chen Tian had already calculated this as a feint.
The real attack was with his right blade. He never expected his opponent's combat experience to have reached this level. The right blade lunged towards his face. He raised his long saber from its defensive stance, the blade resisting the dual blades. Fortunately, the blade was sturdy. Even so, he was forced to retreat a considerable distance.
"In this lifetime, you're not a sword cultivator, yet you're a saber cultivator, and even stronger than in your first life."
He marveled inwardly. If his opponent had repelled him with a long sword, it would have been understandable, but he was using dual sabers. In his first life, Chen Tian had been at the pinnacle of sword cultivation. Now, in this life, he had abandoned his preferred weapon to wield dual sabers. He had initially thought it was arrogance or pride, but now he realized he had underestimated him.
"I thought you would use a sword. It seems I underestimated you."
"Haven't you always looked down on me?"
They spoke in unison. Neither paid attention to the other's words. Battles at this level couldn't be broken by mere words. As the one with the best composure among the Nine Sons, Xie Gui was unfazed by their remarks. He concealed his emotions, thus revealing no weaknesses. His long saber was covered in a mist, shrouding the entire weapon. In Chen Tian's eyes, the saber seemed to have no length.
Only Xie Gui knew that this was his ability, concealing the weapon's length and sharpness. During this concealment, he could adjust its length and sharpness at will. This ability was the most troublesome. In combat, if one couldn't gauge the opponent's weapon length and sharpness, it was easy to fall into disadvantage. With the freedom to control these two aspects, the weapon advantage slightly tipped towards Xie Gui.
"The warm-up is over, let's continue."
As soon as the words fell, he swung his long saber. The distance appeared vast, but his speed was explosive, bringing him incredibly close. Chen Tian dared not be careless, as judging the length at this distance was difficult. He chose to dodge. Just as he was about to evade, a sense of danger washed over him. He instinctively crossed his hands. His dual blades got stuck on something, and he was sent flying backward.
He had narrowly escaped. If his sixth sense and instinct hadn't been so sharp, he would have been cleaved in two. With this blow deflected, Xie Gui praised, "Not bad. You could withstand my strike. What about the next one?"
Outside the void, the battles of Yun Liu against Li Huan and Ba Yuan against Qing Yang had entered their final stages. On Li Huan's body, strings flew from his hands and emerged from his armor, forming dense lines that sealed off all of Yun Liu's escape routes.
This was the first time Yun Liu had encountered such a formidable opponent. The strength of these strings was far greater than he had imagined, and he couldn't even sever them.
It wasn't their fault. Li Huan and the others were players who had obtained divine positions and inheritances, while Yun Liu and his companions were merely players. The gap in skills and inheritances between them was immense. They were more than capable of dealing with the Evil Spirit race, but fighting cultivators was still somewhat challenging.
Li Huan clenched his palm and said indifferently, "It's time to end this."
As his palm tightened, the strings began to constrict. Sweat beaded on Yun Liu's forehead. He couldn't die. He couldn't die here. He hadn't yet realized his dream of dominating the entire game, so how could he die now?
Gritting his teeth, he declared, "You forced my hand."
Black wings sprouted from his back, and evil spirit energy and bloodline erupted from his body. In an instant, the surrounding strings snapped. He stumbled back a few steps. Seeing the guild leader transform into an evil spirit, he realized the gravity of the situation. He had pushed her to use her trump card.
He forced a calm expression onto his face. Their strength was no match for a true evil spirit. They could at best hold out for a while. He could only hope that the battle on the other side would end quickly.
Having transformed into an evil spirit, Yun Liu lost his human appearance and characteristics, completely assimilated into the evil spirit race. Even his thoughts were infected, turning him into a beast. The remaining consciousness urged him to tear the woman before him to shreds.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
With a series of roars, his wings unfurled, and he exploded forward. The next second, he was behind the woman. He extended a claw. Sensing danger, she made a defensive move, but even so, she was sent flying backward by the strike, spitting blood from the corner of her mouth. The difference in strength was too great.
On Qing Yang's side, facing Ba Yuan, he had completely lost the initiative under the onslaught of spear techniques. Every move of the long spear evaded his fist radiance, unwilling to engage in direct confrontation. This fighting style was incredibly frustrating.
"This is troublesome!"
The battle suddenly stopped due to the roars coming from the other side. Qing Yang sensed something was wrong and looked towards the other battlefield. Li Huan was already heavily injured. This lapse in attention allowed Ba Yuan to land a punch, forcing him back.
"You... you are traitors to humanity."
"Heh, I didn't expect that woman to have some skill, enough to force her to use her trump card. If we're not working, we should end this battle quickly too."
"Agreed!"
Both sides had the same thought: to go and help the other battle. Below, the player battles were nearing their end. The number of players infected and assimilated by the evil spirits was decreasing, while the number of human players was steadily increasing. This battle had caused tens of thousands of lives to vanish from the real world.
This battle would eventually be forgotten by the river of history, with no one remembering it.