Sword Immortal Qingping versus the Witch of Annihilation

As soon as Yu Jiuyou finished speaking, the entire Sword Inquiry Square fell into a deathly silence.

Even the previously sustained applause and cheers were completely swallowed up by this cold, oppressive feeling.

All eyes were fixed on the figure in black, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

The Netherworld Sect acts in secrecy, and its strength is unfathomable.

Yu Jiuyou, as the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld Sect, is also a legendary genius who appears only once in a century.

Her initiative today was clearly not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

This duel is destined to be a battle of the titans.

Lin Xiao stood beside the Netherworld Sect's seats, his whole body tense, his palms already soaked with cold sweat.

He knew better than anyone how powerful Yu Jiuyou was.

"Yin-Yang double pupils...Amorous ring..." Lin Xiao murmured softly, his gaze fixed on Yu Jiuyou, a strong sense of unease rising in his heart.

He wanted to step forward to stop him, but he knew that with his strength, let alone stopping Yu Jiuyou, even getting close to the sword platform would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

He could only pray silently in his heart, praying that Lin Qishuang would be safe and sound, and that her Qingping Sword could create miracles once again.

On the sword platform, Lin Qishuang slowly raised the Qingping Sword, its tip slightly upturned, her cold gaze fixed on Yu Jiuyou.

The sword energy around him surged instantly, and the crisp, cold air collided quietly with the chilling aura emanating from Yu Jiuyou.

She could clearly sense that Yu Jiuyou's spiritual power was far more profound and mysterious than that of all the challengers today.

The sheer, bone-chilling cold alone caused a slight stinging sensation in her meridians.

What she feared even more was Yu Jiuyou's eyes.

At this moment, Yu Jiuyou's pupils were slowly changing.

In the center of the pupil, the interplay of yin and yang energies is faintly visible.

Like a yin-yang symbol, it emanates a strange and powerful light.

That is the Yin-Yang Double Pupil!

Those eyes seemed to penetrate her body and see through all her sword techniques.

He could see through the trajectory of her spiritual energy circulation, and even see through her thoughts and intentions.

Lin Qishuang took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the heaviness in her heart.

His spiritual energy surged towards the Qingping Sword like a tide, and the azure sword light on the sword grew brighter and brighter.

The crisp sword energy swirled around him, gradually forcing back some of the chilling aura emanating from Yu Jiuyou.

Today's duel is not only about the reputation of Jian Ge, but also about the outcome of the Battle of the Sword World.

It was also about her future with Lin Xiao; she couldn't afford to lose.

Yu Jiuyou walked step by step onto the sword platform, his black robe fluttering in the mountain wind.

She walked to the center of the sword platform and stood three zhang away from Lin Qishuang.

A pair of yin-yang double pupils stared intently at Lin Qishuang, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes, and a faint, cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

Yu Jiuyou's voice was cold and eerie, carrying a power that pierced the heart.

"Today, I will see if your Qingping Sword can withstand my Amorous Ring, and whether you, the Qingping Sword Immortal, are truly worthy of being my equal!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Jiuyou raised her hand and flicked her fingertips. Two silver ring blades flew out from her sleeve in an instant.

These two ring blades, about the size of a palm, are engraved with intricate netherworld patterns and exude a chilling aura.

It is the legendary evil artifact of the Netherworld Sect, the Amorous Ring.

The Amorous Ring rotated gently in the air, emitting a soft "humming" sound.

The chilling aura grew stronger and stronger, sweeping towards Lin Qishuang.

On the plaza, disciples from various sects activated their spiritual energy to protect themselves, their faces showing shock.

The chilling aura emanating from the Amorous Ring was so eerie that even its mere presence caused their very souls to tremble slightly.

"That's the Amorous Ring! Legend has it that this ring can absorb a person's spiritual energy and harm their soul; it's extremely malevolent!"

"With Yu Jiuyou's Yin-Yang double pupils and the Amorous Ring, Fairy Lin is in danger!"

"Two powerful figures clashed: the Sword Immortal Qingping on one side and the Witch of Annihilation on the other."

"This battle today will likely be recorded in the annals of the Cangxuan Realm!"

A low murmur arose in the square, and everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the two figures in the center of the sword platform.

Master Xuanqing stroked his beard, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with solemnity.

"The Yin-Yang Double Pupils can see through the flaws in a move, and the Amorous Ring is extremely sinister. I'm afraid Xiao Shuang'er is about to face a tough battle."

The Crimson Serpent Fairy also put away her smile and said with a worried tone, "Yu Jiuyou's strength is unfathomable. It is rumored that she has already reached the threshold of the Nascent Soul Realm. Although Lin Qishuang is powerful, she may not be able to contend with her."

Shi Jian nodded slightly and said in a calm tone, "The outcome is uncertain at this point. Only by going all out can we see the result."

Yu Jiuyou looked at Lin Qishuang, his yin-yang pupils shimmering with light.

At the same time, the cold smile on her lips grew even stronger.

"Lin Qishuang, are you ready? My Amorous Ring won't hold back."

Lin Qishuang held the Qingping Sword, her expression still aloof.

His gaze grew even more resolute, and his voice rang out clearly: "Please make your move. The Qingping Sword is ready at any time."

As soon as she finished speaking, a cold glint flashed in Yu Jiuyou's eyes, and she raised her hand and waved it.

The two amorous rings in the air instantly transformed into two silver afterimages.

It charged toward Lin Qishuang with a chilling aura.

These two ring blades were extremely fast and had unpredictable trajectories. They moved from the left and right, coordinating with each other, and fiercely attacked Lin Qishuang's vital points.

The black mist surrounding her was like a venomous snake, trying to coil around Lin Qishuang and drain her spiritual power.

At the same time, Yu Jiuyou's yin-yang double pupils were fixed on Lin Qishuang.

The yin and yang energies in his eyes flowed rapidly.

The trajectory of Lin Qishuang's spiritual energy circulation, and the flaws in the Qingping Sword's moves.

Even her breathing rhythm was clearly seen by Yu Jiuyou.

"Such speed! Such a bizarre trajectory!"

A gasp of surprise rang out in the square.

Lin Xiao's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his chest.

He stared intently at the two silver afterimages, his palms clenched until they turned white, and the unease in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

Faced with the attack from the Amorous Ring, Lin Qishuang remained completely calm.

She had long anticipated that Yu Jiuyou's attack would be so fierce and so unpredictable.

She stood firmly on the sword platform, and the sword energy around her surged once again.

The Qingping Sword trembled gently in her hand.

In an instant, a slender yet refined cyan sword light burst forth, piercing towards the Amorous Ring on the left.

"A Glimpse of the Cold River!"

A soft shout, clear and powerful.

The cyan sword light was extremely fast, carrying a chilling aura, and accurately stabbed towards the Amorous Ring on the left.

Lin Qishuang's swordsmanship was exquisite; each strike precisely targeted the weaknesses of the Amorous Ring, aiming to knock it away.

Just as the cyan sword light was about to touch the Amorous Ring, a cold smile appeared on Yu Jiuyou's lips.

She raised her hand and gently tapped it, and the light in her Yin-Yang double pupils surged.

The amorous ring on the left instantly changed its trajectory, avoiding the attack of the cyan sword light.

At the same time, the amorous ring on the right side seized the opportunity to fiercely attack Lin Qishuang's back.

The black mist surrounding her instantly surged, attempting to entangle Lin Qishuang's figure.

"not good!"

Lin Qishuang never expected that Yu Jiuyou could see through her moves and even manipulate the Amorous Ring to change its trajectory by using his Yin-Yang Double Pupils.

Before she could think, she moved like a gentle breeze, shifting her body slightly to avoid the attack from the Amorous Ring on her right.

At the same time, he flicked his Qingping sword in the backhand.

A streak of cyan sword light swept across the right side of the Amorous Ring.

"clang!"

A crisp clanging sound echoed throughout the entire Sword Inquiry Square.

The cyan sword light collided violently with the Amorous Ring, and a huge shockwave of spiritual energy erupted from the point of impact, spreading in all directions.

The bluestone ground on the sword platform was cracked open by the shockwave.

Pebbles flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.

Lin Qishuang felt a numbness in her arm, and a chilling spiritual energy slowly flowed into her body through the Qingping Sword.

It caused a slight tingling sensation in her meridians.

Yu Jiuyou remained standing in the same spot, her expression still aloof, as if the violent collision had nothing to do with her.

She raised her hand and gently beckoned, and the two amorous rings instantly flew back into her hand.

The black mist surrounding him was still lingering, but the fluctuations in spiritual energy were weaker than before.

Looking at Lin Qishuang, a hint of approval flashed in his yin-yang eyes as he said, "Not bad. To be able to withstand one move from my Amorous Ring, you are more powerful than I imagined."

Lin Qishuang slowly steadied herself, circulated her spiritual energy, and forcibly expelled the cold spiritual energy that had surged into her body.

She looked at Yu Jiuyou, her eyes growing increasingly serious.

Yu Jiuyou's strength was far greater than she had imagined.

Her dual pupils' keen insight, coupled with the eeriness of the Amorous Ring, put her in a passive position.

To defeat Yu Jiuyou, one must break her Yin-Yang Double Pupils and counter her Amorous Ring technique.

"Again!"

Lin Qishuang shouted loudly, her figure blurred, and she transformed into a streak of azure light, rushing towards Yu Jiuyou.

At the same time, the Qingping Sword in his hand, carrying a clear and cold sword aura, fiercely stabbed towards Yu Jiuyou's body.

This sword strike was extremely fast and the technique was exquisite.

The cyan sword light on the sword grew brighter and brighter, as if it could illuminate the entire Sword Inquiry Square.

Yu Jiuyou looked at Lin Qishuang rushing over and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Within her Yin-Yang double pupils, light flowed, and she could clearly see every move Lin Qishuang made and every movement of her spiritual energy.

She raised her hand and waved, and two amorous rings flew out again.

They spun gently in the air, transforming into two silver afterimages, and fiercely met Lin Qishuang's sword light head-on.

"A ring that locks in the universe!"

Yu Jiuyou's voice was cold and eerie.

The two amorous rings intertwined in the air in an instant, forming a silver net.

Above the ring net, a thick black mist swirled, fiercely enveloping Lin Qishuang's sword light.

This ring net not only blocks Lin Qishuang's sword light, but also absorbs her spiritual power.

Once trapped in the network, breaking free is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Lin Qishuang was startled. She could sense that this ring of nets contained an extremely strange and cold spiritual power.

If one were trapped by it, the consequences would be unimaginable.

With a slight flick of her wrist, the azure sword light on the Qingping Sword surged instantly.

It then transformed into a several-zhang-long cyan sword shadow, slashing fiercely at the silver ring net.

With a soft shout, the cyan sword shadow, carrying a sharp aura capable of breaking through all laws and slicing through all things, slashed towards the silver ring net.

The sword shadows moved with incredible speed, tearing the air apart wherever they passed, and instantly severing the black mist above the chain net.

"boom--!"

A deafening explosion followed.

The cyan sword shadow collided violently with the silver ring net, unleashing another massive shockwave of spiritual energy.

The bluestone on the sword platform was shattered once again, and dust filled the air.

The two figures were temporarily enveloped within it.

On the plaza, all the disciples retreated, their faces showing shock.

This power is truly terrifying; even a Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to unleash such a powerful attack.

Lin Xiao stood beside the Netherworld Sect's seats, his gaze fixed on the cloud of smoke.

His heart clenched tightly. He could clearly feel two powerful spiritual energies colliding fiercely.

The clear, cold air of the Qingping Sword and the chilling coldness of the Duoqing Ring suppress and resist each other.

For a time, it was difficult to determine who was better.

He didn't know if Lin Qishuang would be injured after the smoke cleared; he could only pray silently in his heart.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, two figures reappeared in everyone's sight.

Lin Qishuang still stood on one side of the sword platform, her plain white Taoist robe now somewhat disheveled from the dust.

Strands of hair on her forehead clung slightly to her cheeks, and a faint trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.

Her breathing was somewhat rapid.

The spiritual energy fluctuations around him were also weaker than before.

Clearly, that attack had consumed a significant amount of her spiritual energy.

Moreover, her meridians were also injured by the cold spiritual power of the Amorous Ring.

Yu Jiuyou remained standing in the center of the sword platform, her black robe still impeccably neat.

Her expression remained aloof, she showed no sign of panting, and the spiritual energy emanating from her body remained thick and eerie.

The two amorous rings in her hands were still shrouded in black mist, but the light emanating from them was dimmer than before.

She looked at Lin Qishuang, a hint of surprise flashing in her yin-yang pupils:

"I never expected that you could break my Ring Lock and even hurt me. Lin Qishuang, you certainly didn't disappoint me."

Lin Qishuang raised her hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her determination undiminished.

She looked at Yu Jiuyou and said in a calm tone:

"Saintess Yu, your Amorous Ring is indeed strange, and your Yin-Yang Double Pupils are indeed powerful. But they are not enough to defeat me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Qishuang took a deep breath.

The spiritual energy around him began to circulate again.

A more refined and sharper sword aura erupted from her body.

The Qingping Sword trembled gently in her hand.

Immediately, the azure sword light on the sword surged once more, and a faint dragon's roar emanated from the sword.

That was the innate sword cry of the Qingping Sword, which only resounded when its master went all out.

"The sword will settle the mountains and rivers!"

With a soft shout, Lin Qishuang swung her Qingping sword sharply.

A cyan sword shadow several meters long instantly condensed in the air.

The sword shadow was surrounded by a faint dragon aura, carrying a power that could suppress mountains and rivers, and slashed down fiercely towards Yu Jiuyou.

This sword strike was Lin Qishuang's strongest attack.

It embodies all her spiritual power and contains all her understanding of the way of the sword; its sword momentum is magnificent and extremely sharp.

The square fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

All eyes were fixed on the enormous cyan sword shadow, and their faces showed expressions of terror.

Master Xuanqing, Fairy Chilian, Shi Jian, and other sect leaders and elders from various sects stood up.

Everyone stared intently at the sword platform, their eyes filled with awe.

The power of this sword strike is close to that of a full-force attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Lin Qishuang has become so powerful!

Yu Jiuyou looked at the cyan sword shadow that was slashing towards him, and the solemnity in his eyes finally replaced his previous indifference.

She could also sense that the power of this sword strike was extremely terrifying.

If she were to take the blow head-on, even she would be seriously injured.

She no longer let her guard down, raised her hand and waved, and two amorous rings flew out instantly, spinning rapidly in the air.

The black mist surrounding him suddenly surged.

Ultimately, it transformed into a massive black ring, fiercely meeting the azure sword shadow head-on.

"Netherworld Grand Technique - Netherworld Devouring Heaven!"

Yu Jiuyou's voice carried a hint of anger, and the light in his Yin-Yang double pupils surged.

She exerted all her control over the enormous black halo.

Within the black halo, carrying a chilling, world-destroying power, it crashed fiercely towards the azure sword shadow.

"boom--!"

This collision was more violent than any of the previous ones.

The enormous cyan sword shadow and the black ring shadow collided with a deafening roar, unleashing an unparalleled shockwave of spiritual energy that spread outwards in all directions from the point of impact.

The bluestone pavement of Wenjian Square was completely cracked with huge chasms.

The stone tables and benches at the edge of the square were instantly shattered.

Countless pebbles flew in all directions.

Disciples from various sects circulated their spiritual power and retreated with all their might to protect themselves.

Even from a distance of tens of feet, one could feel that powerful force.

Many disciples with lower cultivation levels were even shaken by the shockwave, coughing up blood and staggering backward.

Lin Xiao was forced back by the shockwave, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

But his gaze remained fixed on the sword platform, without moving an inch.

He could see Lin Qishuang's figure swaying slightly in the shockwave, her plain white Taoist robe torn open, revealing deep wounds underneath.

Yet she still gripped the Qingping Sword tightly, without letting go, and the determination in her eyes remained undiminished.

Yu Jiuyou's figure also took a few steps back, his black robe being lifted by the shockwave.

Her hair was disheveled, and for the first time, she showed a hint of panting.

The black mist surrounding the Amorous Ring in his hand had faded considerably.

The fluctuations in spiritual energy were also much weaker than before.

Clearly, that attack had consumed a significant amount of her spiritual energy.

The cyan sword shadow and the black ring shadow clashed fiercely in the air, suppressing each other.

For a time, neither side could gain the upper hand.

The crisp sword energy and the chilling mist intertwined, forming a strange yet powerful light barrier.

Lin Qishuang gritted her teeth and focused all her energy on circulating her spiritual power, continuously channeling it into the Qingping Sword.

The light of the cyan sword shadow grew brighter and brighter, and the dragon energy became more and more concentrated, gradually suppressing the cold aura of the black ring shadow.

Yu Jiuyou was not to be outdone. Within his Yin-Yang Double Pupils, light flowed as he exerted all his control over the Amorous Ring.

The power of the black halo is also constantly increasing.

Time slips away, little by little.

On the sword platform, two figures were still fighting with all their might.

Lin Qishuang's face grew paler and paler, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

The spiritual energy in her body had been mostly depleted, and she felt a sharp pain in her meridians.

But she still didn't give up, and the determination in her eyes grew stronger and stronger.

She can't lose; she has to win.

She wants to be free.

Yu Jiuyou's face also turned somewhat pale.

The light in his Yin-Yang double pupils dimmed slightly, and his spiritual energy was greatly depleted.

But her eyes remained sharp, still carrying an indomitable spirit.

If we cannot defeat Lin Qishuang today, we will not only lose face for the Netherworld Sect, but we will also be unable to complete the task assigned to us by the sect.

On the plaza, everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the two figures in the center of the sword platform, their hearts filled with tension.

No one dared to speak, no one dared to move.

Only the deafening roar of two completely different spiritual energies colliding remained in the air.

As time passed, the two figures simultaneously unleashed their final power.

A resolute glint flashed in Lin Qishuang's eyes as she poured the last wisp of spiritual power she had into the Qingping Sword.

The cyan sword shadow instantly surged to its maximum size, its dragon aura soaring into the sky, emitting a deafening dragon roar, and fiercely slashed towards the black ring shadow.

"The green grass returns to oneness, the sword shatters the netherworld!"

Her voice was hoarse, yet it carried a resolute determination, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth.

Yu Jiuyou did the same; she suddenly bit her tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The essence blood fell onto the Amorous Ring, and the originally dull ring instantly burst forth with an eerie black light.

The black halo expanded once more, and countless vengeful spirits roared madly as they charged fearlessly toward the cyan sword shadow.

"The Heart Burns in the Netherworld!"

Her voice was cold and stern, and her eyes no longer held the pride and indifference of before, only a desperate madness remained.

"boom--!!!"

This collision was devastating.

The cyan sword shadow and the black ring shadow merged completely together.

A massive shockwave of spiritual energy spread wildly in all directions from the sword platform.

Wherever it passed, grass and trees turned to ash, and even the air was torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek.

On the plaza, all the disciples of the sects, regardless of their cultivation level, were present.

At that moment, they were all thrown backward by the shockwave, spitting blood and looking utterly disheveled.

Xuanqing Zhenren, Chilian Xianzi, Shi Jian and others all circulated their spiritual power to build a spiritual power barrier.

Only in this way could they barely withstand this terrifying force.

Even so, he was shaken and forced to retreat repeatedly, his face looking extremely pale.

Lin Xiao was thrown several meters away by the shockwave and crashed heavily to the ground.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as if all the bones in his body were about to shatter.

But he still struggled to get up, his eyes fixed on the direction of the sword platform.

Smoke and dust filled the air, obscuring the sky and the sun.

The entire Sword Inquiry Square was shrouded in a hazy mist, making it impossible to see anything.

Everyone held their breath, their hearts filled with trepidation and unease.

No one knows what exactly happened on the sword platform.

What will be the final fate of these two top experts?

After an unknown amount of time, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

The outline of the sword platform slowly came into view.

On the sword platform, two figures lay on the ground.

His breath was weak, and he was covered in injuries; he was no longer at his peak.

Lin Qishuang lay on one side of the sword platform, her plain white Taoist robe stained red with blood, looking utterly disheveled.

Strands of hair clung messily to his blood-stained cheeks, and blood continued to trickle from the corner of his mouth.

The Qingping Sword in her hand fell to the side, its azure light long since dimmed.

Her eyes were slightly closed, and her breathing was so faint that it was almost imperceptible.

Only the faint rise and fall of her chest proved that she was still alive.

His meridians were severely damaged, and his spiritual power was completely exhausted. He didn't even have the strength to lift his hand.

Even so, her brows remained tightly furrowed, and a trace of unwavering determination lingered in her eyes.

Yu Jiuyou lay on the other side of the sword platform, his black robe also soaked in blood.

The wound on his forehead continued to bleed, staining his hair and making him look particularly gruesome.

The amorous ring in her hand fell to the ground not far away, and the black mist around it completely dissipated.

It too became dull and lifeless, losing all its previous eeriness and power.

Her eyes were half-open and half-closed, her gaze was unfocused, and her breath was weak.

The sword platform was in complete disarray, with broken stones scattered everywhere and bloodstains everywhere.

The Qingping Sword and the Amorous Ring lay quietly on the ground, recounting the thrilling and epic duel that had just taken place.

The square fell silent once again.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the two figures on the sword platform.

No one expected that this epic showdown would end in this way.

The Witch of Annihilation and the Sword Immortal of Azure Lotus were both severely injured in the battle.