The man named Murong Jingyun exuded an extraordinary aura, his eyes shining with a divine light that instilled an inexplicable sense of pressure. He sat comfortably in a chair draped with white fur, a table before him laden with colorful fruits that clearly were not ordinary. Beside him stood four stunning women, attending to him, feeding him fruits and pouring wine, as if he were a leisurely nobleman.

In the sky, the golden giant unleashed a punch that sent the giant sword flying, proclaiming, "If you fight like this, it's better to concede; I do not wish to harm you!"

Bai Ye, merging with the giant sword, felt a heaviness in her heart. After their exchange, she sensed the opponent's extraordinary nature; with her current strength, she feared she might not be his match. As the Grand Elder of Qing Ling Sect, she could afford to lose, but her sect could not.

Unmoved, Bai Ye slowly solidified her black-and-white giant sword, its murderous intent sending chills down the spines of onlookers. Suddenly, the pale mark on her forehead flickered, and a mysterious insight into swordsmanship flooded her mind.

"Chaos Sword Lotus?" In a daze, Bai Ye thought she heard a whisper. This insight into swordsmanship was vastly different from her own techniques, with only the understanding of swordsmanship connecting them. In that moment, a profound tranquility enveloped her, as if the entire universe distilled into the river of swordsmanship.

The black-and-white giant sword suddenly shattered, transforming into countless sharp blades arranged in a unique trajectory, forming a massive black-and-white sword lotus enveloped in gray mist, exuding tremendous killing intent. Sensing this shift, Feng Sheng felt a surge of crisis; a red seed of divine power appeared on his forehead, merging with the golden giant.

In an instant, a layer of exquisite armor appeared on the golden giant, transforming it into a blood-red colossus radiating overwhelming killing intent. As Feng Sheng's heart stirred, the blood-red giant stepped forward, aiming to crush the sword lotus beneath its massive foot, radiating the pressure of a battle god.

The atmosphere thickened, the collision of blood and gray light erupting into the sky. Thunderous crashes and clanging sword sounds echoed, resembling thunderclaps in the ears of the onlookers. Below, various energy shields rose to counteract the surging waves.

The blood-red giant's armor displayed numerous sword holes, but a flash of blood light instantly restored it. The black-and-white sword lotus shattered partially, only to regenerate quickly, filled by the surrounding gray mist.

In a fleeting moment of stalemate, their battle erupted once more. The towering trees below splintered, and the earth cracked with massive fissures. Murong Jingyun watched in surprise. "This woman is remarkable..."

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"Young Master, it seems she's falling behind; I doubt she'll last half an hour," a beautiful girl beside him remarked in confusion.

"Your vision is narrow, Fu'er. I praise her not for winning, but because she can battle Feng Sheng, who possesses two seeds of divine power, with just one. Not many can achieve that," Murong Jingyun replied, a glimmer of admiration in his eyes.

Nearby onlookers gasped, taken aback by his words. In the sky, Feng Sheng's attitude shifted from indifference to seriousness, finally settling into a sullen demeanor. After battling for a while, he grasped Bai Ye's true strength. The fact that she could withstand his attacks with a single seed of divine power, combined with Murong's explanation, left him feeling slightly embarrassed.

Observing the exquisite sword lotus before him, he felt his remaining patience drain away. "Li, hiding in your protective formation like a turtle, letting a woman fight for you--this is a shame for all to see!"

"Do not speak carelessly; my Senior Brother is in seclusion. Your opponent is me!" Bai Ye's cold voice rang out from within the sword lotus.

Feng Sheng faltered momentarily, his mouth twitching in irritation. "Don't waste time, capture her! Only then will that Li character emerge!"

"Exactly! Defeat her, and she will know who the true strong one is," his disciples urged.

Feng Sheng nodded, his heart determined. You think you're proud? Once I capture you, we shall see your arrogance fade.

With that, a black divine power seed emerged, merging into the blood-red giant. At that moment, spikes rose from its armor, and it wielded a massive blood axe that radiated a heavy murderous aura.

"So, he's formed a Triad Formation..." Murong Jingyun's expression shifted as he sat upright, the lazy demeanor gone.

"He has formed a Tier Heaven Triad Formation? This is unprecedented!"

"I have yet to witness a Tier Heaven Triad Formation. This trip is truly rewarding!"

"With this formation, Feng Sheng's combat power will multiply; that girl is in danger!"

In the center of the sword lotus, Bai Ye remained emotionless, immersed in a peculiar state. The black-and-white sword lotus burst forth, scattering twelve seedling blossoms--six black and six white--radiating brilliant light that dazzled the eyes.

Suddenly, the gigantic sword lotus transformed into a stream of energy, merging with the twelve seed blossoms. The seemingly lifeless seeds sprang to life, embedding themselves in the void, as the heavens shook with thunder and lightning.

This sudden celestial phenomenon drew everyone's attention to the twelve blossoms, which quickly sprouted, transforming into twelve gigantic flowers arranged in a formation. Amidst the gray mist, twelve purple streams of energy emerged.

In that moment, it seemed as if heaven was enraged; the thunder and lightning converged into blood-red strikes that rained down, enveloping the two combatants.

Feng Sheng looked up, a strong sense of crisis flooding his heart. He surged with blood-red light, swinging the giant axe towards the sky.

"Boom!"

The blood-red giant was sent hurtling down by the thunder, crashing into the ground and creating a massive pit that unleashed a torrent of underground water.

The twelve flowers dimmed under the blood-red lightning's assault. However, as the twelve purple energies integrated, the overwhelming thunder lost its target and faltered, returning the skies to their original state, as if nothing had occurred.

This sudden turn of events left both Murong Jingyun and Feng Sheng bewildered, thankful that the terrifying lightning had dissipated.

"I need to capture this girl quickly; this is dragging on too long." Feng Sheng's eyes glinted with determination as he soared into the sky.