“The Five Elements Sword Qi manifests as five divine beasts: White Tiger of Metal, Azure Dragon of Wood, Black Tortoise of Water, Vermilion Bird of Fire, and Qilin of Earth!”
Standing with his hands behind his back, Ning Changge didn’t need to move. The Five Elements Spirit Swords, sensing his intent, began to tremble.
Five beams of sword energy shot skyward, transforming into divine beasts.
The Golden Sword gave rise to the roaring White Tiger.
The Green Sword summoned the coiling Azure Dragon.
The Blue Sword brought forth the Black Tortoise, stepping across the sea.
The Red Sword birthed the Vermilion Bird, bathed in divine flames.
The Yellow Sword manifested the Qilin, gazing down upon all creation.
The five divine beasts loomed over the battlefield, their sword intent overwhelming.
As the two combatants clashed, the sheer force of their confrontation felt apocalyptic. Tianzhu Peak itself seemed to tremble under the weight of their power.
The crowd was dumbfounded, their hearts filled with dread.
Even HeavenMan experts felt like ants in the face of such power. Ordinary Land Immortals would have to flee for their lives. If the two combatants hadn’t held back, Tianzhu Peak would have been obliterated.
“Such sword energy… it’s terrifying,” murmured the Dragon Island Master, cold sweat dripping down his back.
High above, Dugu Qiubai’s nine strands of sword intent collided with the Five Elements Sword Qi.
In the stunned silence, the Qilin stood at the center, facing off against Sword One, while the other four divine beasts battled the remaining eight strands of sword intent.
The sound of their clash was deafening, like mountains collapsing and seas roaring. The air was filled with the sound of swords tearing through space, their brilliance painting the night sky.
Even the Land Immortals stood up, straining to see the battle’s outcome.
As the dust settled, the nine strands of sword intent and the five divine beasts had vanished.
“Is it a draw?” someone whispered, barely daring to breathe.
All eyes turned to Dugu Qiubai.
Someone noticed it first—he had taken a single step back.
A single step, but it was enough to determine the victor.
“The Little Immortal… won?”
Gasps echoed across Tianzhu Peak.
Even the Old Celestial Master couldn’t help but gasp, nearly pulling out his beard in shock. He stared at the scene, unable to believe his eyes.
In their initial exchange, Ning Changge had emerged slightly victorious.
“My heavens… what kind of monster is this?” murmured one of the Land Immortals, his voice trembling.
Dugu Qiubai’s laughter rang out, his eyes alight with unprecedented battle intent.
Ning Changge’s display had exceeded all his expectations.
“Good! Truly impressive! You are worthy of the title Little Immortal!”
His tone had shifted—from calling Ning Changge “boy” to addressing him as an equal.
Ning Changge’s interest was equally piqued.
It was rare for someone to withstand his Five Elements Sword Qi. His eyes gleamed with fivecolored light as new insights formed in his mind. The Sword Demon’s techniques had inspired him, though he felt there was still more to uncover.
Dugu Qiubai’s wild hair flew as his eyes burned with determination.
In that moment, he fully regained the aura of the proud, solitary Sword Demon.
Behind him, the shattered nine strands of sword intent reformed, stronger than before.
“Nine Swords of Dugu can merge into one. This is the Sword Intent of Defeat!” he declared, laughing maniacally.
The nine strands began to fuse, their power growing exponentially. Follow current novᴇls on NoveI[F]ire.net
The crowd watched in awe as the Sword Demon raised his hands, as if lifting a mountain.
All eyes turned to Ning Changge, eager to see how he would respond.
Calm as ever, Ning Changge stood with one hand behind his back, the other forming a sword seal.
The Five Elements Spirit Swords trembled, their divine beasts roaring with excitement.
“Five Elements Sword Formation, activate!”
The five swords shot into the sky, their brilliance illuminating the night.
In an instant, each sword split into four, creating twenty sword shadows that filled the heavens.
The crowd was stunned.
With the sword shadows in place, the Five Elements Sword Formation transformed into a colossal, nested formation.
The Sword Demon’s eyes widened in shock.
The nested formation unleashed a massive beam of fivecolored sword energy, its sheer power dwarfing the Sword Demon’s own.
As the two forces clashed, the crowd watched in stunned silence, their hearts pounding.
“Did… did the Sword Demon lose?”
### Chapter 115: The Little Immortal Reaches the Pinnacle! The Sword Demon Bows!
The thought had barely crossed their minds before they forcibly suppressed it.
This was Dugu Qiubai, the Sword Demon!
A man who stood at the pinnacle of the Nine Provinces, a peerless genius even among Land Immortals. Ordinary Land Immortals were nothing more than playthings before him. And now, you’re telling me he lost to the Little Immortal?
While the Little Immortal was undoubtedly extraordinary, he was still only eleven years old.
The idea that he could even contend with the Sword Demon was already beyond belief.
To think he could defeat him?
“Impossible… How could such a monstrous person exist in this world?”
The top experts of the Jianghu stood frozen, their minds blank.
Their eyes were glued to the center of the battlefield.
Finally, as the residual sword energy dissipated, the scene came into view.
What they saw left them utterly stunned.
The Sword Demon had retreated nine steps.
Not only that, but blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
The crowd collectively gasped, their disbelief palpable. Even Xiaoyaozi and Li Changsheng, both Land Immortals, were left speechless, their composure shattered.
They couldn’t believe their eyes.
Though the Sword Demon wasn’t utterly defeated, it was clear he had been bested by the Little Immortal.