My Master Knows It All

The Black Kirin faced Zhang Zhaodong’s consecutive attacks, a hint of madness appearing on his ferocious face as he gazed at the fierce Sword Qi coming like a violent storm.

Thick mana gathered on the long knife in his hand.

In an instant, his long knife seemed not to be a knife anymore but the purest demonic qi from a dark abyss.

With a swing of the long knife, it seemed as if endless demonic qi surged forth.

Instantly, the Sword Qi disintegrated, shattered by the slash.

However, there were simply too many Sword Qi strands; they seemed endless, continuing to stab forward.

Yet, the Black Kirin swung the long knife, slicing down with each strike, every slash possessing mighty power, shattering every Sword Qi it touched.

Although there were sixty-four arenas fighting simultaneously, nearly all cultivators were watching the battle between Zhang Zhaodong and the Black Kirin.

"The Black Kirin’s sword technique is so powerful!"

"Yes, such astonishing Sword Qi, and he can block them like this!"

"But in addition to the Sword Qi, his opponent unleashed thunder. How will he stop it?"

On the arena, terrifying thunder roared down from the sky, wrapped in seemingly world-destroying forces, directly striking towards the Black Kirin’s head.

His knife was blocking the Sword Qi when, in the next moment, this horrific thunder would heavily hit him.

Suddenly, he fiercely raised his head, roaring towards the falling thunder.

The sound was deafening, like a mountain exploding in Zhang Zhaodong’s heart. The roar, like a demon from the depths of hell, was filled with endless fear.

At this moment, Zhang Zhaodong felt as if demons were crawling out from the ground, roaring constantly in his mind, making his scalp tingle, his face turning pale in an instant.

The sound was filled with endless brutality.

The surrounding air became suppressive due to this roaring sound.

A sonorous wave from the Black Kirin’s mouth flew out, substantial as if, directly crashing towards the falling thunder.

In the next moment, the thunder and the sound wave collided.

Instantly, this space seemed to twist.

The thunder’s power, capable of destroying everything, appeared as fragile as glass under the roar.

The sound wave, like a violent storm, surrounded the thunder; the collision producing horrifying explosive sounds.

The thick thunder became shaky, its electric light flickering uncertainly.

Within just a couple of breaths, amid the terrifying roar, the thunder collapsed with a bang, turning into countless electric lights drifting away and dissipating in the air.

All around, whether it was the Skyeye Clan cultivators or the Beastman Clan cultivators, everyone was momentarily dumbfounded.

"What is this?"

"How... how did he block the thunder attack so effortlessly?"

"That roar, was it a sonic wave technique?"

"Not a divine skill; it should be the Black Kirin’s innate roaring!"

"I can see that the Skyeye Clan’s power is very strong; even blocking one attack is challenging, let alone two."

"Is there anyone stronger than the Black Kirin at this relics heritage conference?"

On the Skyeye Clan’s side, all cultivators attending the relics heritage conference were displaying faces of solemnity and fear.

Zhang Zhaodong already knew the challenge was strong.

Among them, some disciples from schools allied with the Indistinct Sect had accompanied elders to break through the Sky-reaching Gate, aware of how difficult it was.

Zhang Zhaodong breaking through the ninth level of Sky-reaching Gate proved his strength, but now he seemed slightly weaker compared to the Black Kirin!

The Black Kirin blocked Zhang Zhaodong’s two attacks, a cruel smile emerging on his face as he sinisterly spoke: "Next, it should be your turn to block my attack.

Be careful, if you get played until broken, it will be meaningless."

As those words fell, his strength exploded suddenly, like black lightning, instantly streaking across the arena, appearing beside Zhang Zhaodong.

Simultaneously, his long knife swung out, the air in front cracked as if torn by invisible forces.

This long knife was matchlessly sharp, imbued with the power to destroy everything.

The blade was filled with the ultimate brutal aura.

As the knife fell, a faintly visible black kirin shadow emerged.

Looking at the knife ahead of him, Zhang Zhaodong couldn’t help but have the thought; no matter what, he couldn’t dodge the strike and had to fight head-on!

Then fight!

After all, he had broken through the ninth gate of Sky-reaching Gate; they were all in the Core Formation Stage. What was he afraid of?

With his spiritual power highly concentrated, his eyes fixated on the descending blade, his entire aura rising to the peak, as he swung his longsword, drawing a perfect arc, the sword tip directly piercing the long knife.

At the collision of blade and sword, a burst of dazzling sparks ensued.

In the midst of resounding explosions, he stumbled backwards five or six steps before stabilizing himself.

But on the other side, the Black Kirin merely quivered slightly.

"Interesting, I’m growing more interested in you."

The Black Kirin’s face showed a hint of a manic grin as he stomped his foot on the ground, his figure lunging out once again, facing Zhang Zhaodong, another slash descending.

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