Figures clashed with figures, light erupted. The interplay of black and white formed a unique aura, within which swords scraped against swords, sparking. Chen Tian and the Evil Spirit Emperor's swordsmanship were as if taught by the same person. Their long swords continuously collided, sparks flying from the friction. For a moment, neither could gain the upper hand; their swordsmanship was identical, and neither could break through the other's technique.
It could be said that his imitation ability had turned the Evil Spirit Emperor into another Chen Tian. Seeing that this approach wouldn't work, Chen Tian knew he had to decide the victor before he was completely imitated. If this continued, it would exceed his calculation parameters. He needed to make the opponent believe his strength was only this great. His long sword shifted, sword energy coiling around him, forming a vortex. The vortex continuously expanded and merged into a tornado.
He swung his long sword, and the tornado swept forward. The sword energy tornado met its counterpart, and a black sword energy tornado formed in response. The two tornadoes collided. They exchanged blows, and a shocked exclamation rang out: "You can actually imitate moves now?"
He couldn't believe that what was once limited to imitating abilities and combat styles now extended to imitating the opponent's moves. This guy seemed to have grown significantly.
"Do you think I'm not improving?"
A supremely arrogant statement, not even acknowledging the opponent. They were both progressing, neither falling back. The two tornadoes annihilated each other and finally dissipated. The two figures charged, colliding once more. This battle was destined to be no easy feat. If he used the Samsara Body, it could be ended quickly, but that went against Chen Tian's intentions. This staged encounter was a trap, and he had to lure the opponent into it.
This would be advantageous for the final battle. His long sword erupted with light, and they clashed again. Light blades shot out, both unleashing almost the same move, differing only in energy. Chen Tian's side used elemental energy, multiple energies, while the other side used evil spirit energy. Black and white met, their figures intertwining like a brilliant fireworks display.
If this were in the night sky, it would indeed be a beautiful sight. As they retreated, they stood on opposite sides. Both understood that to defeat the other, they needed to be serious. This level of combat was meaningless, merely a probe of each other's upper and lower limits.
After such a prolonged battle, the final confrontation had finally arrived. What followed would be a true fight to the death. Both had the same thought, and their eyes narrowed, electric sparks flashing from their gazes. Simultaneously, they stepped forward, and two ultimate sword attacks descended. With no defenses whatsoever, they met head-on. One side wielded a massive nine-colored light sword, while the other wielded a black light sword.
BOOM!
An explosion occurred, and two figures flew out from the blast. Chen Tian and the Evil Spirit Emperor, steadying themselves, couldn't accept that this clash of attacks had ended in a draw. He found it strange, as based on their previous exchanges, his strength should only be this much. But why was it a stalemate? Was it his illusion?
He had used eighty percent of his strength just now. Steadying himself, Chen Tian took a deep breath. Fortunately, the opponent hadn't noticed he was acting. In that clash, he had used a sliver of other power. Due to his concealment, it seemed he hadn't been detected.
At most, it was an illusion. This was sufficient; he absolutely could not reveal his true strength.
"Your growth frightens me. You've only been cultivating for a few months, and I can't let you live."
"Do you have the ability?"
Their words were sharp and confrontational. His long sword gathered power, and star armor covered it, arming the sword. Two hundred celestial patterns appeared on the sword, unfurling Yin-Yang wings. The Yin-Yang wings clasped tightly to both sides of the sword. The hilt elongated, and the part near the hilt turned nine-colored. This long sword could no longer be called a long sword; it had completely transcended the definition of a long sword.
Gripping the hilt, energy poured into it. The surrounding aura and fluctuations made the Evil Spirit Emperor's expression grave. This power indicated a decisive blow was imminent!
His Evil Spirit Sword dissipated. This time, he wouldn't use the opponent's moves. Their gap was too obvious; he didn't have that many types of energy. To counter, he had to use his trump card.
His palms extended to the sides, and black light crackled from his palms. The black light constantly generated, evil spirit energy surging from his body, flowing along his arm into his palm. In the center of his palm, a black sphere, like a hedgehog covered in spikes, gradually grew from a tiny form to the size of a fist.
Both were charging their attacks. This blow would decide the victor. His long sword spun 360 degrees, a storm swirling. The black sphere erupted with light, utterly bizarre.
They opened their eyes simultaneously. The long sword, under his control, transformed into a beam of light and soared high into the sky. The next moment, it descended from above. The black sphere was pushed forward. The collision between the light sword and the black sphere caused the surrounding space to shatter.
Such power was unbearable even for the void of space. Cracks filled both the black sphere and the light sword. Whoever held out longer in this attack would win.
Facing this situation, he remained unhurried, as he had long anticipated this outcome. With a thought, his long sword split into hundreds of small swords. The black light sphere passed through.
Just as success seemed imminent, a voice emerged: "Did you think I didn't anticipate your sneaky move?"
The Evil Spirit Claw formed a hand seal, and spikes shot out from the black sphere. These spikes inexplicably turned and attacked the small swords.
When everything settled, this clash between the two sides remained a draw. The victor was not decided.
The idea of a single strike deciding the outcome was proving difficult.
Just as they were about to begin the next round, a figure flickered, and a sinister smile played on his lips: "It seems it has to be this way today. I look forward to our final battle. Your strength has been thoroughly gauged by me."
"Are you scared?"
"No, rather, I'm about to break through my seal and have no time to waste here with you. Farewell."
As the figure completely turned to dust, Chen Tian knew the opponent had departed. As for Xie Shang, who had been possessed, he was already dead.
Once the clone left this body, the body would naturally turn to dust.
"The seal is about to break? Very well. Next, I must arrange everything."
Looking at the distant sky, the seal in the cultivation world had held. The evil spirits within the game had all been eliminated. Next was the real world.
However, he couldn't return to the real world just yet. Samsara had to be fully integrated. Without the power to protect the world, this was not what he desired.
Everything he did was to end this war.
The little girl was waiting, muttering, "Chen Tian, that guy had better not die, or this princess will be buried with him."
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
Beside her, a young boy with a smile spoke. His optimistic attitude greatly annoyed the little girl.
"What time is it, and you're still so optimistic? As expected of you, but it's a good thing you intervened, otherwise, they wouldn't have held on over there."
"It's nothing. You and I are on the same side. It's natural for me to act."
The boy waved his hand, his expression matter-of-fact.
Chen Tian's figure returned from the side, swaying unsteadily. He wasn't feeling well at the moment, his heart in immense pain, and the integration progress hadn't been suppressed. He lost consciousness and collapsed on the ground.
"Quickly."
The young boy and the little girl rushed to his side, injecting energy and checking his condition. Fortunately, it wasn't too serious.
Only then did they relax slightly.