Xuanxiao Mountain, no longer Xuanxiao Mountain.
Wind Cloud Peak, no longer Wind Cloud Peak.
Only a scene of devastation, the ground cracked for hundreds of miles, with chasms stretching across.
In the void, two figures faced each other, robes stained with blood, blade and sword fallen in red, silently narrating the outcome of this battle.
The surroundings were silent and somber, equally soundless, the expressions of the cultivators were bewildered, not knowing what to say.
Although everyone had anticipated that this battle might end in a stalemate, they hadn't expected it to end in this manner.
An epiphany on the battlefield?
A breakthrough during the fight?
Is it really possible for someone to achieve such a feat?
Indeed, between life and death, there is great fear as well as great opportunity. Breaking through bottlenecks under immense pressure is also reasonable, yet such reasonable occurrences are extremely rare and difficult to achieve.
