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Zhao Yun wielded her magical sword, astonishingly drawing down that bolt of lightning! The bright blue thunder transformed into a vividly lifelike dragon made of lightning.

“Transmuting Thunder into a Dragon! The Princess’s Heavenly Extreme Five Thunder Technique must have reached the fifth level!”

“The fifth level?! Isn’t that only achievable at the Celestial Realm? The Princess is practicing across realms!”

“The Crown Prince is truly facing a difficult challenge…”

The thunder dragon roared as it charged, its momentum unstoppable! Lin Qi’an remained unfazed. His sword finger traced a silver arc resembling a crescent moon. 

Divine ability: Falling Moon God Sword! With a single stroke, he severed the dragon’s head! The residual force splintered countless branches and leaves.

“The Crown Prince’s swordsmanship is fluid and powerful. His mastery of the Falling Moon God Sword seems to have reached its essence, as he was able to cut down the thunder dragon in one strike]” 

The spectators’ hearts surged with excitement. Each clash was a glimpse into the formidable strength of both combatants.

However, despite the dragon’s head being severed, it did not disappear. Instead, it split into ten, then a hundred, transforming into countless serpents of lightning!

“Transmuting the dragon into serpents… The Princess’s control over lightning is truly exquisite!” 

This move drew widespread admiration and applause. In response, Lin Qi’an’s spiritual power manifested as countless tiny swords, slicing through the serpents and reducing them to nothing.

“This is incredible! To think such divine abilities and combat techniques are displayed by two young people!”

“Princess Yunji, isn’t this probing enough?” Lin Qi’an smiled faintly. “If you don’t get serious now, you won’t have another chance.”

“Such arrogance!” Zhao Yunji exclaimed. “Bring the thunder!” Her clear shout pierced the night sky. The rain began to reverse, the wind howled, and the trees bent in the gale. 

In an instant, several bolts of lightning, shaped like trees, converged and were drawn into Zhao Yunji’s body. Her entire being crackled with lightning, the terrifying power of which seemed capable of destroying everything. Her eyes were now covered in a layer of dark golden light.

“Drawing lightning into her body… With her Autumn Pupils, the Princess is getting serious!”

“My goodness, she wasn’t serious before?!”

“After absorbing the lightning, the Princess’s close-combat prowess will increase dramatically. I fear the Crown Prince won’t be able to withstand it.”

“Don’t worry, the Crown Prince hasn’t used his Dragon Might yet!”

Like a flash of lightning, a blue silhouette darted forward. Lin Qi’an had no intention of engaging in close combat; it wasn’t necessary. 

The Nine Yang Divine Sword and the Seven Stars Dragon Spring Sword—both sacred weapons—hummed simultaneously, transforming into streaks of light to meet the attack. Divine Sword Technique—Heavenly Flying Immortal!

“The Crown Prince… is he controlling two sacred weapons simultaneously?”

“How is that possible? Even the Sword Emperor only possesses one named sword!”

“What kind of technique is this? To fight with two sacred weapons at once, who could possibly withstand such an onslaught?”

The two swords intertwined, resembling twin dragons playing with a pearl. Though Lin Qi’an stood calmly in place, it was merely an outward appearance. In reality, he needed to focus all his concentration on controlling the swords, without the slightest distraction. 

Meanwhile, Zhao Yunji, empowered by lightning, had reached the limits of her speed and strength! There was no room for complacency.

A dazzling flash of lightning, dreamlike and surreal, clashed with the two flying swords. Sword light and lightning intertwined, flames flared brightly. It was a spectacle so intense it dazzled the eyes! Everyone held their breath, watching the battle intently, including Su Xueni and Zhao Qingmeng, who were present.

At that moment, Zhao Yunji summoned another bolt of lightning. Beside her appeared a figure identical to her, glowing with bright blue light.

“A Lightning Dharma! The Princess has already cultivated a Lightning Dharma!]”

“With this Dharma’s assistance, she could even take on a Celestial Realm expert!”

The sight shocked countless onlookers. This was an extremely difficult divine ability to cultivate. Once mastered, the original body and the Dharma could fight on two fronts, drastically increasing combat power. Seeing the lightning avatar rushing towards Lin Qi’an, the hearts of many tightened with anxiety!

The Crown Prince, with both swords engaged with the Princess, was now unarmed. How could he possibly defend against such a powerful avatar? Although not as strong as the Princess herself, the avatar was still equivalent to an ordinary Transcendent Realm cultivator!

“Aren’t you going to use your Dragon Might?” Zhao Yunji asked coldly.

“There’s no rush,” Lin Qi’an replied. 

Golden flames began to spill from the Nine Yang Divine Sword. Under the delicate control of the Yang Flame Departure Technique, the myriad flames condensed into a fiery figure, which then engaged in close combat with the lightning avatar. 

With every collision, thunder and fire erupted in a cataclysmic reaction, the sound of explosions echoing without end.

“That’s the Crown Prince’s Divine Fire!”

“A fiery figure battling the lightning Dharma—hahaha, how interesting!”

Lin Qi’an was meeting every attack with precision, exuding a sense of control and ease. He had yet to unleash his Dragon Might, leaving everyone astonished by the display of divine techniques. It seemed that both sides were holding back, not yet fighting with their full strength.

Su Xueni released an icy shield to protect herself and Zhao Qingmeng, just barely managing to witness the battle. Inwardly, she was alarmed by the vast difference between herself and the Princess. 

After all, Zhao Yunji was the Princess of the Tianlang Immortal Dynasty, the daughter of a Great Emperor, with an incredibly deep foundation.

Zhao Yunji had initially hoped that her Lightning Dharma Body would force Lin Qi’an to use his Dragon Might, but he only countered with divine fire instead. 

Fine, she will go all out! 

She disengaged from the twin swords, retreating swiftly as her Dharma Body rejoined her and lightning surged around her to protect her body. Stepping on the void, she pointed her sword toward the sky.

“Yi Wood True Thunder.”

Boom! 

Thunder rumbled across the nine heavens, and rolling purple lightning descended like divine punishment, shaking all creation. One, two, three… nine bolts of purple lightning, each carrying the wrath of the heavens, struck down toward Lin Qi’an.

“If you can’t hold on, just say so.” Zhao Yunji’s features were stunning, her face icy, hovering in the air like a celestial being. 

Despite the intensity of the situation, she still expressed concern, fearing the power of this divine technique might overwhelm Lin Qi’an. After all, her goal was not to kill him but to teach him a lesson.

At that moment, even the cultivators not present at the scene felt a chill run down their spines instinctively.

“The Purple Heaven Divine Thunder! Her Highness is invoking the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder!” 

Those who recognized the scene cried out in shock. The Purple Heaven Divine Thunder was the pinnacle of lightning techniques, comprising seventy-two variations. 

Princess Zhao Yunji had drawn nine in one go! This was true divine power… 

Not every cultivator of lightning techniques could summon the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder—it was the thunder of the heavenly dao itself! One must resonate with the heavenly dao and gain its approval to wield it. Clearly, Princess Zhao Yunji had this qualification.

“This is terrifying… the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder has appeared.”

“If I were there, I might die faster than anyone present.”

“I’d fall to my knees and beg for mercy… who would dare fight against this and risk annihilation?”

“I wonder how the Crown Prince will respond. He still hasn’t used his Dragon Might.”

“Your Highness, be careful!” Su Xueni instinctively shouted. 

Zhao Qingmeng’s face also grew solemn; she knew the power of her sister’s Purple Heaven Divine Thunder. Despite facing the bombardment of nine divine thunders, Lin Qi’an remained unmoved, neither dodging nor avoiding, facing them head-on. 

There was even a playful smile on his lips.

“Go.” From the Nine Yang Divine Sword, a torrent of golden flames surged, forming a wall of fire that instantly enveloped Lin Qi’an.