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Chapter 144 Rival! Fight to the Death!

Chapter 144: Chapter 144 Rival! Fight to the Death!

A moment later.

The youth withdrew his palm, his eyes flashing with understanding.

"Since it’s a Treasure-Seeking Rat, it’s not surprising that it discovered me from such a distance."

Liang Hui murmured softly.

Thinking of the treasures he now possessed, he felt at ease.

However, in such a secret realm, having an Exotic Beast that could seek treasures would indeed be very convenient.

Placing the white rat on his shoulder, he focused his thoughts.

The Treasure-Seeking Rat started squeaking, pointing in one direction.

Liang Hui didn’t hesitate and, guided by the Treasure-Seeking Rat, soon dug up a precious medicinal herb not far away.

While it wasn’t a herb that enhanced Qi-Blood, it was still very valuable.

In the following days, under the guidance of the Treasure-Seeking Rat.

He ran about and gathered many precious strange stones and medicinal herbs.

Above the Gobi, sandstorms filled the sky.

A slender figure walked among them, with a white rat standing on his shoulder.

The white rat’s tiny eyes were blood-red, and its paws constantly gestured forward.

Clearly, it had discovered something extremely valuable.

After traveling about several tens of miles, a Stone Gate of about ten feet tall appeared in front of Liang Hui.

The Stone Gate emitted a faint yellow mist, filled with a sense of heaviness.

Liang Hui sized up the Stone Gate, ripples stirring in the depths of his eyes, for it was a piece of Earth Attribute strange stone.

Such a huge strange stone was simply unimaginable in value, and there might be even more precious treasures behind the gate.

And the "Heavenly Pillar Body Refinement Art" he was practicing required a large amount of Earth Attribute resources.

Clang!

The sword left its sheath, slashing directly towards the surroundings of the Stone Gate.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning zipped past, and a cyan-blue Longsword blocked the edge of Liang Hui’s blade.

After repelling the youth’s sword, the Longsword flew backward and was caught by a pale hand.

That was a gentle-faced youth with a sword sheath on his back, holding the cyan-blue Longsword and gazing at Liang Hui.

"Fellow Daoist, such swordplay could likely trigger the prohibitions behind the Stone Gate and destroy the treasures within."

"Have you assumed ownership of what lies behind the Stone Gate?"

Liang Hui gripped his Longsword horizontally, his expression cold.

He had seen the youth before outside of the secret realm, standing at the forefront of the canyon.

"I am Nie An, please leave, fellow Daoist."

Liang Hui didn’t waste words.

Gold Mana gathered on the Longsword, with extreme heat and sharpness.

Suddenly swinging forward, he covered everything before him in an instant.

Boom! Thunder roared!

The blinding thunder light flickered amidst the golden radiance.

A touch of cyan-blue dispelled the heat, dominating half of the sky.

Screech! Screech! Screech!

Swords collided, flames clashed with lightning.

The two figures fought from the ground to the sky and then from the sky back to the ground.

Every spark created by their collisions ignited the wilderness, leaving trails of scorch marks across the land.

In this moment, even Liang Hui’s gaze took on a solemn cast.

The youth before him was exceptionally skilled in the Thunder Technique, so much so that Liang Hui felt a gap between them.

Screech!

Another collision.

The golden sword broke upon impact.

Liang Hui kept retreating.

To the point where the cyan-blue thunder light nearly occupied the entire sky.

"Impressive Swordsmanship, impressive flames, but your Cultivation Level is too low. I won’t kill you today; just leave."

A whisper like rolling thunder echoed between heaven and earth.

"To strike me down, you are not enough!"

A long howl rang out, black hair flying. Liang Hui’s body surged with all his Inner Strength.

Although it was daylight, night suddenly fell.

At the same time, vast Azure Sea covered the ground beneath him, and a bright moon rose behind the youth.

Pale Moonlight Essence scattered across the sky and earth, soothing the explosive thunder.

Nie An applauded gently, looking at the scene before him with a smile on his face.

"A disciple of the Star Moon Tower?"

"A beautiful sight of the moon rising above the sea, but to defeat me, it’s not enough."

"Make the first turn!"

In his indifferent tone, the bright moon began to rotate.

The Azure Sea churned, countless rays of silver light grinding away like a millstone, seeking to erase Nie An.

Thunder exploded, and the gathered silver light shattered with a roar.

"Come again!"

The young man raised his sword to the moon, his black hair flying, his gentle face now filled with defiance.

"Second turn!"

"Third turn!"

.....

"Eighth turn!"

The bright moon was rapidly rotating, its pressure escalating multiple folds with each turn.

At this moment, Nie An’s body was slightly bent, both hands on his sword, a hint of paleness on his face, with specks of blood trailing down from the corner of his mouth.

He had been careless; he should have cut down Jiao Yue at the first turn of the moon instead of allowing the enemy to continuously gather momentum.

Now, Liang Hui, although still looking indifferent, couldn’t help but feel admiration within.

To think that the saint of the Star Moon Tower, after the seventh turn of the moon, was on the brink of death.

The young man known as Nie An still had strength to spare, but how would you cope with what comes next?

"Ninth turn!"

Amidst the croaking of toads, the bright moon suddenly doubled in size.

Moonlight Essence without end cascaded down from the moon to the earth, filling every space.

The blinding silver radiance, like a river, obscured everything, enveloped everything, seeking to grind away everything.

Crack! Crack!

The crisp sound of breaking came from Nie An’s azure blue longsword, as cracks began to appear on its blade.

A hint of azure blue, like a candle in the wind, was about to be extinguished.

The young man’s face bore a look of bitterness.

"I have been careless, but thankfully I can still make amends."

Crack!

The longsword shattered, scattering on the ground.

A murmur of thunder emanated from the young man’s abdomen.

A Taoist Sword, which was purple both in blade and hilt, hovered in front of the young man, blocking the onslaught of silver light.

Liang Hui watched the struggling young man, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, if only you had that much.

Then the young man would soon die.

"I have one more sword strike, please taste it."

With a roar, all the immense silver light shook as Nie An reached out to grasp the purple Taoist Sword.

He swung it fiercely, driving back the surrounding silver radiance.

He leapt into the air, disregarding the grinding effect of the silver light on his body, raised his sword to the sky and roared with all his might:

"Heaven and earth turn desolate, divine thunder transforms, supreme heavenly might, conjured by my sword."

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sword Art, strike for me!"

Accompanied by Nie An’s shout, a massive sigil emerged behind him.

Purple thunder continuously fell from the sky, gathering and compressing on the Taoist Sword.

With a grand presence, as though it were divine might from the heavens.

At this moment, the vast silver light retreated and was being dispersed.

Nie An looked down at his slender shadow below, holding the Taoist Sword with both hands, and struck downward with all his might.

Faced with such a sword strike, Liang Hui stretched out his arms, and the bright moon behind him instantly moved in front of him.

"The moon rises above the sea, the tenth turn!"

The Azure Sea rolled back, its waves mighty, moving towards the bright moon.

Boundless light burst forth above the bright moon, meeting the massive sword strike, driven by the roaring Azure Sea, that sought to annihilate all life.

In that instant, the world saw only purple and silver hues intertwining, colliding without a sound.

Yet with every ray of light that fell, everything it touched turned into ash.

Boom! Thunderous boom!

After a moment of stalemate, the purple light began to recede, being covered.

The bright Jiao Yue moon headed straight for the sword-bearing figure.

Before it could hit, the figure with the sword had already turned into a streak of lightning and bolted into the distance.

Liang Hui watched the direction in which the young man fled.

Then, he raised his palm, looking at a charred sword mark in the center of it.

One could vaguely see the flickers of purple thunder within.

Inner Strength surged out, eradicating the thunder light.

"The realm is indeed a bit lacking, otherwise, I could have kept him."