207: Chapter 206 One move decides the outcome? You lost!

"One move to decide the winner!?"

Fan Wujiu narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Xia Jin. The smile on his face slowly faded, replaced by a rare solemnity. "Are you sure? If you can't withstand my strongest sword technique, you will die! Because once I use this move, even I cannot take it back."

Xia Jin stood proudly with his hands behind his back, his gaze as calm as water. "Do you think this Prince is joking with you? Moreover, you seem to be overconfident. What strongest sword technique? What does it amount to before this Prince?"

"This Prince's goal has never been you. All of you Heaven-Class Disciples are ultimately nothing more than stepping stones for this Prince to reach the Third Heaven!"

"You certainly are confident!!"

If anyone else had said these words, Fan Wujiu would have scoffed, thinking the other person didn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth. But at this moment, as he looked into Xia Jin's eyes, which held nothing but absolute confidence, he felt a faint sense of belief in his heart.

After a long silence, Fan Wujiu nodded seriously.

"Fine!"

"If you win, I can also tell you a secret—a secret that might concern the Demon Cave."

Just after speaking, Fan Wujiu took a deep breath. His Aura shifted from lazy to incredibly sharp, like a precious sword about to be unsheathed.

Five Flying Swords emerged at his call, hovering behind him in a single line!

Red, green, gold, black, and white—the five-colored light instantly illuminated the entire Battle Arena!

Similarly, Fan Wujiu's figure was enveloped in the five-colored sword light. Within his pupils, a tiny sword glow actually emerged, swirling and shifting.

That sword glow grew brighter and more intense.

Suddenly, two brilliant beams of light shot out from his pupils!

"Be careful next, because even I cannot take back this strike!!"

"Five Elements as One!"

Fan Wujiu's low voice echoed throughout the space of the Battle Arena.

The five Flying Swords behind him let out a series of sword hums.

Then, the five lights fused. Red, green, gold, black, and white—the five colors merged into one!

A massive five-colored light sword condensed out of thin air, hovering above Fan Wujiu's head. The power of the Five Elements flowed within the sword blade, endlessly cycling yet destroying everything!

"This strike... is called the 'Five Elements God-Slaying Sword'!"

Fan Wujiu's face turned slightly pale; clearly, executing this strike took a massive toll on him. But his eyes were incredibly bright as he stared fixedly at Xia Jin opposite him.

The five-colored light sword rose slowly, and then—

Strike!

Without any flourish or hesitation, that massive five-colored light sword slashed down towards Xia Jin's head!

Before the sword arrived, its intent reached him first!

Xia Jin's expression finally changed at the same time the sword swung down.

That Sword Intent, even before touching him, caused a faint stinging sensation on his skin. He hadn't experienced this feeling in a long time.

The entire Battle Arena began to shake violently, and cracks started appearing on the solid ground, spreading outward with Xia Jin as the center! Those cracks grew deeper and denser, as if the entire Battle Arena would fall apart at any moment!

"You indeed have some skill! This strike is likely the strongest sword I have ever seen!!"

Xia Jin slowly looked up, his gaze meeting the five-colored light sword that was slashing down.

On his forehead, a golden Sun Mark emerged.

Following that—

Three brilliant halos of light slowly unfolded behind him—one ring, two rings, three rings! It was as if the gods and buddhas of the heavens had descended to the Mortal world!

At this moment, Xia Jin's Aura completely changed. In Fan Wujiu's eyes, he seemed to have become a high and mighty deity looking down upon all living beings!

That Aura wasn't just a suppression of power; it was more like a gap in Bloodline Rank, a difference in the level of life itself!

Fan Wujiu's expression flickered uncertainly. He felt his hands trembling uncontrollably. It wasn't fear, but an instinctive reaction from the depths of his Soul, like an ant looking up at the sky, or a Mortal facing a god!

"What... power is this..."

Xia Jin did not answer.

He simply exhaled softly.

Then, he raised his fist.

Upon that fist, a cluster of white flames directly covered his right hand.

No extra movements, no fancy techniques.

Xia Jin simply threw a punch!

The white flames transformed into a shocking pillar of light, crashing fiercely against the descending five-colored light sword!

The heavens collapsed and the earth split!

The entire Battle Arena seemed to fall into a standstill for an instant, and then, an ear-splitting boom suddenly exploded!

A violent shockwave swept in all directions. The ground, already full of cracks, shattered completely. Massive rocks were sent flying and turned into dust in mid-air!

The five-colored light and the white flames collided!

That massive five-colored light sword began to shatter inch by inch!

"This... how is this possible..."

Fan Wujiu's eyes widened, looking at this scene in disbelief.

His strongest strike, his Five Elements Annihilation Sword, actually...

In the final sound of collision, the five-colored light sword shattered completely!

The light filling the sky dissipated, leaving the Battle Arena in a mess.

The smoke and dust cleared.

Xia Jin's figure still stood in the same spot.

His feet were deeply embedded in the shattered ground, and his entire body remained completely unharmed.

However, his chest was rising and falling slightly, and there was even a look of surprise in his eyes.

For the first time since he stepped into the Creation Realm, someone was able to make him feel a bit of strain.

That punch just now had also been a huge drain on him.

At his feet, the five Flying Swords were stuck haphazardly in the ground, the light on their blades much dimmer, as if they had exhausted all their power.

Fan Wujiu stood where he was. From his eyes, two lines of blood slowly flowed down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

But he did not fall.

He just looked at Xia Jin, at that still-proud figure, and suddenly... smiled.

That smile held none of the dejection or resentment of a loser; instead, it was full of relief and liberation.

"I lost. You are even stronger than I imagined. Perhaps you can become the first among the twenty-odd Heaven-Class Disciples of our Second Heaven to pass the trial of the Demon Cave and step into the Triple Heaven of the Divine Temple."

His voice sounded a bit raspy, but it was exceptionally calm.

"Tomorrow, I will personally pay you a visit. There is a secret... that might be useful to you."

Having said that, Fan Wujiu did not hesitate and turned directly to step into the Void Gate that appeared behind him.

The moment the Void Gate completely disappeared, the golden mark on Xia Jin's forehead slowly faded, and the three Divine Halos behind him gradually vanished.

He returned to his original appearance and frowned slightly as he looked at the place where Fan Wujiu had disappeared.

"A secret?"

"What kind of secret needs to be made so mysterious?"