Trials of the Abyss

Chapter 450: Battle Between Prodigies

On the Cosmic Skies Continent In the Third World, Rank Nine Flame Race and the Blackhorn Race warriors stood gazing down upon the vast battlefield from the lofty peaks of the Red Mountain Sect and Radiant Sun Sect.

Warriors from the Ghost Race, Wood Race, and Celestial Race also observed the ongoing chaos aboard bizarrely shaped flying vessels.

Intrigued eyes were locked onto two figures on the battlefield. @@novelbin@@

"Xuan Ying."

"Pang Jian!"

The foreign race powerhouses from the Fifth World and the human Immortal Realm cultivators knew that this war across the Third World was merely the opening act of a grander conflict.

Immortal Realm cultivators and True Gods had yet to involve themselves in the war, and the end was still not in sight.

The present casualties were merely the prelude to the main event.

The deaths of Rank Eight foreign race warriors and Nirvana Realm cultivators were insignificant in the eyes of the true powerhouses.

Even so, exceptional individuals and extraordinary battles inevitably drew their attention.

For instance, Xuan Ying and Pang Jian.

"Li Bai's daughter is truly remarkable. She's destined to ascend to godhood in the future.

"After advancing to Rank Eight, she stands among the most exceptional few in our Fifth World. That Sword Pavilion boy is as good as dead," sneered a Flame Race woman with fiery robes.

"The Sword Pavilion is known for producing dazzling prodigies in times of chaos. I must admit, I'm curious to see his abilities," a Rank Nine Blackhorn Race warrior remarked with a sly grin.

The two elders on the Sword Boat above, Cai Xin and Shi Bingyun, fixed their gazes on Pang Jian.

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Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Six colossal mysterious realms materialized behind Pang Jian, revolving steadily within a chaotic vortex, mirroring the otherworldly demonic domains of the starry skies.

Floating mountains of corpses and seas of blood painted a macabre tableau within these realms. Majestic ancient demon palaces hovered in the air, with demonesses and demon generals singing and cheering in grandiose displays of unholy triumph.

Pang Jian stood amid this sinister panorama—a Sword Pavilion disciple gripping the Abyssal Demon Sword beneath the six mysterious realms, emanating the aura of a Demon God descending from an otherworldly domain.

"Pang Jian!"

The sight ignited hope within the Sword Pavilion cultivators. They had not expected this seemingly cursed sword to unleash such formidable power in Pang Jian's hands.

"A divine sword harboring a demon's soul," Xuan Ying noted, piercing eyes gleaming with excitement. The massive serrated blade behind her appeared to resonate with her eagerness. "The Gods that our Demon Scale Race worship are the Demon Gods in the starry skies.

"Since I was young, my only ambition has been to ascend as a Demon God myself.

"Your sword seems to have undergone a remarkable transformation since we last met on the Fey Spirit Continent. How intriguing."

The moment she uttered the word "intriguing," the terrifying sound of worlds collapsing echoed from within her massive serrated blade.

Sharp blade light ripped through the space behind her like a school of bloodthirsty fish.

Crack!

The ground fractured into a network of intersecting chasms and deep ravines.

A dense surge of refined blood streamed from her body, seeping into both the spatial tears behind her and the chasms carved into the earth.

The spatial and the chasms in the ground instantly became a well-crafted prison of her making.

In accordance with the Heavenly Daos, the spatial tears from Xuan Ying's blade light started to mend on their own.

However, the spatial tears did not simply heal over. The infusion of her blood caused them to instead transform into spatial blades that shot toward Pang Jian's six mysterious realms.

Even though she's not skilled in spatial manipulation, she's found a way to weaponize the spatial tears! the Abyssal Demon within the sword exclaimed in alarm.

Demonic flames, fires, and clouds flowed into the six mysterious realms within the sword's inner world, causing the six massive mysterious realms behind Pang Jian to churn.

Pang Jian rose effortlessly into the air, hovering at the center of the six mysterious realms.

He casually swung his sword and one of the mysterious realms transformed into a massive vortex.

A blazing sun emerged from a churning magma pool at the depths of the swirling realm.

Boom!

Thunder and lightning crashed violently within the sun's core, triggering the destruction of an entire demonic realm.

The remaining five mysterious realms remained unchanged. Meanwhile, the swirling realm shot toward the spatial blades, the world within seemingly on the verge of annihilation.

"Primordial Chaos Spiritual Sea. Merge and fuse."

Pang Jian infused the energies within his Primordial Chaos Spiritual Sea into sword intent with the profound sword techniques Li Zhaotian had imparted to him.

Searing magma consumed the demonic realm within the vortex and cataclysmic lightning bolts obliterated everything in sight.

Terrifying sword intent emanated from the vortex, steadily growing stronger with the apocalyptic collapse.

The vortex suddenly vanished.

Streaks of black-red sword light were left in its place.

This black-red sword light effortlessly destroyed Xuan Ying's spatial blades and blood essence.

Boom!

Daos and bloodline techniques clashed with dazzling bursts of radiant sparks.

The streaks of black-red sword light unexpectedly smoothed over Xuan Ying's spatial tears, and the immense power she had previously unleashed disappeared with it.

These sword lights also sped into the gaping chasms in the ground, obliterating the blood she had infused to unsettle the earth.

In places unseen and undetectable to most, her blood clashed fiercely with Pang Jian's sword light, gnashing against each other in an unrelenting struggle.

The innate abilities of her Rank Eight Demon Scale Race bloodline transformed into an intricate lattice of crystalline chains. These chains, laden with profound Dao, clashed violently with Pang Jian's flames, blazing suns, and thunderous sword light.

The pair continuously neutralized one another in a chaotic dance of power.

Xuan Ying's cold gaze grew increasingly grave.

Her already massive serrated blade expanded steadily under the maneuverings of her soul.

Blade lights erupted forth and a devastating force capable of fracturing the heavens, splitting nations asunder, overturning the day-night cycle, and halting the changing of seasons flowed from the blade.

The sky seemed to swirl, and the earth gradually rose as Xuan Ying unleashed her innate bloodline abilities through her serrated blade. She had been granted the fleeting power to alter the very laws of nature.

Xuan Ying disrupted the Daos within three of the five mysterious realms behind Pang Jian.

One after another, the three realms disappeared with a soft pop.

Although she's never left the Abyss, she's already come into contact with the Great Demon Gods from the starry skies and understands the structure of the demonic realms! the Abyssal Demon howled. Her power is tied to the destruction and rebirth of worlds!

How astounding—even for a Demon Scale Race member born of the Abyss!

The Abyssal Demon had not expected the realms it governed to be destroyed like real, tangible worlds.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Pang Jian channeled the essence of the Chaos Sword Technique's fusion and chaos principles into the remaining two mysterious realms.

In one realm, demonesses and demon generals thrived, reveling in a world of celebration and harmony. Glittering stars and a radiant moon were set against a backdrop of a crystalline, icy expanse that supported their tranquil existence.

This realm was harmonious and serene, reflecting the grandeur of a golden age.

Meanwhile, the other mysterious realm was a chaotic expanse, filled with a boundless sea of blood and littered with mountains of bones.

There, the sky twisted under the collision of the sun and stars. The frozen ground and fiery mountains within the disordered realm violently shattered into sparks and icy shards as irreconcilable Daos clashed.

It was a chaotic, unrestrained, and distorted otherworldly domain.

Two entirely different realms were constructed from Pang Jian's comprehended Dao of Sword and the energies he summoned from within his Primordial Chaos Spiritual Sea.

These two realms embodied the dual paths of his swordsmanship, each bearing the unique characteristics of his Primordial Chaos Spiritual Sea.

Xuan Ying observed the two bizarre realms, one in the sky and one on the ground.

"Your understanding of your Dao of Sword has deepened significantly since the Fey Spirit Continent.

"Each of your strikes has ascended to a higher plane to touch upon the fringe of the Heavenly Daos.

"Though chaotic, they've undeniably started to take form.

"It's clear that the Sword Pavilion's prodigy of this era is you, Pang Jian."

She punched her empty hand toward the demonic realm of harmony and celebration in the sky.

Her small fist swelled to colossal proportions, becoming a gleaming silver sphere that descended upon the realm of radiant stars and moons.

Constellations shattered and the illusory demonesses and demon generals were annihilated in one fell swoop.

Her fist then transformed into a pitch-black, menacing Demon God.

Roar!

Its thunderous roar echoed through the realm, causing the entire world to fracture and unravel, piece by piece.

Great Demon God Tian Wei! the Abyssal Demon shrieked within the sword. That's Tian Wei's Demonic Void Fist!

This girl is truly formidable. She actually managed to link up with the Great Demon God Tian Wei and learned his Demonic Void Fist!

With the Abyss open, her every punch was boosted with the Great Demon God Tian Wei's power!

Whoosh!

Xuan Ying stepped into the chaotic realm with her serrated blade suspended above her.

Blade lights erupted from the serrated blade, each carrying the profound Dao of Demons within.

Pang Jian's final conjured realm collapsed under the overwhelming force of divine destruction from the onslaught of blade lights.

The essence of Pang Jian's sword technique, which embodied the twisting distortions of the Dao of Chaos, collided violently with the Dao of Demons infused within the blade lights.

Their clash unraveled the fabric of the crumbling, chaotic realm.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Xuan Ying unleashed a relentless barrage of punches.

Each swing of her fists conjured the phantom silhouettes of a Demon God.

Their destructive power tore through the realm Pang Jian had painstakingly constructed using his Primordial Chaos Spiritual Sea.

Pang Jian's body trembled like a massive drum struck repeatedly as the realm was inevitably destroyed. Blood seeped from his mouth as he groaned.

The silvery scales on Xuan Ying's hands shattered as she unleashed the devastating punches using the Great Demon God Tian Wei's bestowed technique.

Her hands were nothing but bare white bone by the time the final realm crumbled.

The Demon Scale Race of the Abyss is far more ferocious than their counterparts in the starry skies. A Great Demon God favors her, meaning she's practically destined to ascend to godhood! the Abyssal Demon shrieked.

Xuan Ying gripped the hilt of her serrated with her skeletal hands and took a deep breath, eyes fixed on Pang Jian.

Pang Jian's chest was caved in and blood dripped from his mouth to his neck.