"No wonder he's so cocky — so he's actually got some skills."
"Fine, then I won't hold back either. Let's settle this quickly."
However, at that very moment, Bai Ruochen let out a cold snort. Light flickered across her palm, and a long whip — gleaming silver and covered in scales — materialized in her hand.
The instant the whip appeared, violent winds erupted and dark clouds churned. The surrounding martial force surged wildly, and even the earth began to rumble.
In that moment, with Bai Ruochen's white dress billowing and her long hair whipping through the air, her power had surged so dramatically that even the void around her had transformed, centering on her. It was as though her aura alone had conquered this heaven and earth.
The whip was entirely white, yet it shone with a silvery brilliance. Most notably, the scales covering it were so lifelike they didn't appear carved — they looked as though they had always been part of the whip.
This whip was infused with spirit — it was a King Weapon, and far from an ordinary one at that. Its imposing presence could even rival Chu Feng's Demon-Sealing Sword.
"What an incredible King Weapon! Could that be Senior Sister's legendary Platinum Dragon Jiao Whip?"
"It's terrifying! That whip is the king among King Weapons. Ordinary King Weapons tremble before it and stand absolutely no chance."
"That Southern Forest disciple has some tricks. He probably has a decent high-grade King Weapon of his own. But unfortunately, compared to Senior Sister's Platinum Dragon Jiao Whip, whatever King Weapon he has won't make a bit of difference. Looks like there's no suspense left in this fight."
The disciples of the Feathered Ascension Sect marveled at the Platinum Dragon Jiao Whip, for they had long since witnessed the devastating power it wielded in Bai Ruochen's hands.
"Take this!!!"
Without warning, Bai Ruochen struck. A sweep of her wide sleeve sent the Platinum Dragon Jiao Whip lashing forward. A sharp crack rang out like a bolt of clear-sky lightning, and from the whip's detonation, a white dragon jiao materialized — roaring furiously as it bore down on Chu Feng.
"So Bai Ruochen really does come from somewhere impressive — she has a King Weapon on par with my Demon-Sealing Sword." Chu Feng's eyes lit up at the sight of the white dragon hurtling toward him, though he didn't panic.
Chu Feng's combat power was formidable, but his cultivation level was limited. Even with the Thunder Armor and Thunder Wings activated, he was merely at the same level as Bai Ruochen.
And now that Bai Ruochen had produced a King Weapon rivaling the Demon-Sealing Sword, the edge Chu Feng had just gained was once again stripped away. Under these circumstances, he couldn't afford to hold back — he had to fight fire with fire.
With a low hum, Chu Feng didn't hesitate. A twist of his wrist, and the pitch-black Demon-Sealing Great Sword materialized in his hand.
Rumble~~~
The moment the Demon-Sealing Sword appeared, the sky plunged into darkness and thunder surged forth. Layer upon layer of dark energy burst from the great blade like an army of demons, swarming to envelop the white dragon jiao.
Woooo~~
Roaaar~~
The white dragon jiao roared again and again, its might shaking all directions. The dark energy, meanwhile, howled like wailing spirits. If the dragon jiao's roar was terrifying, then the howling of the dark energy was enough to freeze one's blood.
Most remarkably, the two forces intertwined in the sky above, forming a stark black-and-white confrontation — a truly magnificent sight.