Xiong Ba let out a cold laugh, murderous intent surging in his eyes.
“I have my own means. Since you've dared step into the Tianxia Society, don’t think you’ll leave alive today!”
Duan Lang also sneered with contempt, his tone filled with disdain.
“Just you? Last time we fought, you couldn’t do a thing to me. Now that my strength has soared, I will surely slay you here!”
“Bring it on!”
Xiong Ba swung his right hand, and the aura around him surged violently.
Duan Lang’s expression turned cold as a torrent of overwhelming power erupted like a volcanic explosion.
The terrifying force transformed into ripples of energy that spread wildly in all directions. The surrounding void screamed under the pressure.
At the same moment, Xiong Ba’s inner force surged forth like a raging river. His qi condensed into a spherical vortex beside him, spinning rapidly, releasing a suffocating pressure.
At the foot of the mountain, experts from all the sects and the Tianxia Society were already locked in a chaotic battle.
Blades and swords flashed; shouts and killing cries thundered across the skies.
Meanwhile, atop a distant peak of the Tianxia Society, several figures quietly appeared.
They silently observed the fierce battle below. When they sensed the terrifying aura erupting from Duan Lang and Xiong Ba, one person’s gaze instantly turned icy, a flash of chilling light flickering through their eyes.
“What’s going on? How can Xiong Ba and Duan Lang be this powerful? Even I would be in danger facing them.”
That figure muttered to himself, subconsciously stroking the beard on his chin.
The woman beside him spoke.
“Master must be joking. With your godlike power, killing those two shouldn't take much effort.”
Di Shitian, however, didn’t immediately agree. His expression grew solemn.
“Divine Mother, don’t say that. These two possess tremendous strength. Even you might not be able to handle them both now.”
Divine Mother focused on sensing the two’s power, then nodded gravely.
“You're right, Master. With my current strength, I truly can’t take on both of them.
I investigated Xiong Ba and Duan Lang before. Just over a year ago, their power was decent, but far beneath mine.
In this past year, I don’t know what happened, but their strength has increased many times over. I'm no longer confident.”
Di Shitian’s eyes narrowed, revealing a look of surprise.
“Divine Mother, do you think the two of them may have acquired some extraordinary treasure? Is that why their strength has surged so quickly?”
Divine Mother hesitated, then said uncertainly,
“Master, I don’t know either. But judging by how rapidly their power has grown, something isn’t normal. The possibility that they possess a treasure is very high.”
Di Shitian nodded, his gaze burning as he stared down.
“Then let us quietly observe the battle.
Once a victor emerges, or if they both suffer severe injuries, I will make my move and capture them.
By then, whatever secrets they hold will be laid bare in my hands.”
Divine Mother bowed immediately.
“Yes, Master.”
The two then silently watched the battle unfold below.
At the same time, Wuming—known as the “Myth of the Martial World”—and the Sword Saint of Wushuang City were also observing the battlefield from a corner.
The Sword Saint looked extremely serious as he asked the man beside him.
“Wuming, what do you think of the two below?”
Wuming shook his head helplessly.
“Sword Saint, the strength of these two is truly earth-shattering. With my current strength, I’m afraid I’m no match for them.”
The Sword Saint nodded grimly.
“Indeed. Their internal energy cultivation is terrifying—far beyond ours. If it comes to a fight, I too stand no chance of victory.”
He frowned slightly, falling into deep thought. The outcome of today’s great battle was of utmost importance.
If Duan Lang were to win, Wushuang City might still manage to fare a bit better;
But if Xiong Ba emerged victorious, with his ambition, he would surely unify the entire martial world.
At that point, if Wushuang City were to confront Xiong Ba with their current strength, things would be extremely grim.
This concern stirred a deep sense of urgency in the Sword Saint, who had always been confident.
At this moment, the auras of Xiong Ba and Duan Lang had already reached their peak.
Duan Lang made the first move, his figure flashing like lightning, transforming into a streak of blazing red light shooting into the sky.
He swung his sword fiercely, unleashing a terrifying red sword intent that surged across the heavens in an instant.
This sword intent seemed capable of tearing through the void, carrying an earth-shattering force as it howled toward Xiong Ba.
Xiong Ba’s expression turned grim. His hands spun like wheels as he shouted,
“Threefold Return to Primordial Qi!”
Before the words had even finished, a sphere of inner force condensed in his palm and was hurled forward violently.
The sphere expanded rapidly as it flew, transforming in the blink of an eye into a massive orb several meters wide, crashing head-on into Duan Lang’s sword strike.
“Boom!”
A deafening explosion shook the heavens and the earth, making the entire Tianxia Society tremble violently.
Terrifying qi surged out like a hurricane, reducing everything it touched to dust.
Experts locked in close combat nearby were blasted away by the shockwave, coughing up blood as they crashed heavily to the ground.
As soon as this probing strike ended, both Xiong Ba and Duan Lang turned into afterimages, charging straight at each other.
In an instant, a battle of catastrophic proportions erupted!
Roars and explosions rang out continuously across the Tianxia Society. Each punch, kick, and sword clash between the two seemed powerful enough to burst the very air, carrying a force of ten thousand tons—utterly terrifying.
Witnessing this, those fighting below panicked and fled in all directions, terrified of being drawn into the battlefield of these two titans.
As the fight intensified, the shockwaves and booming impacts from their clashes caused the distant onlookers’ faces to change drastically.
Such overwhelming strength far exceeded their imagination.
While Duan Lang and Xiong Ba were locked in fierce combat, within the chat group, Lu Xueqi, Lu Yu, and the others closely watched the battle unfold.
Even before the fight began, Xiong Ba had activated the live stream interface, so everyone in the group was fully aware of the situation within the Tianxia Society.
On Xiaozhu Peak, Lu Xueqi watched the battle before her, her brows slightly furrowed.
She noticed that, although both displayed immense strength, overall, Xiong Ba likely wasn’t Duan Lang’s match.
Duan Lang’s attacks were unpredictable and ever-changing, and his inner force was in no way inferior to Xiong Ba’s.
Xiong Ba’s Threefold Return to Primordial Qi was certainly powerful, but beyond this signature technique, his other martial skills seemed lacking.
Although Xiong Ba had purchased and begun cultivating the martial techniques Lu Xueqi previously uploaded, he had only been part of the chat group for a year, and had yet to fully master them. In contrast, Duan Lang wielded any technique or martial art with ease and had clearly cultivated them to the state of perfection.
Lu Xueqi understood that, while Xiong Ba was barely holding on with his powerful physique and Threefold Return to Primordial Qi, he would inevitably lose if the battle dragged on.
Silently, she prepared herself to intervene.