Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2133 Chapter 1006: Victory and Defeat (Part 2)

Gui Water Sect's disciples snapped back to reality and redirected their assaults toward Linghu Xiao.

Collisions between these elite killing techniques spelled instant death for anyone trapped in the midst, a peril they typically dodged at all costs.

Yet this remained a sword discussion, shielded by a massive formation.

Matters of life and death faded into the background; their only goal stood as "victory"!

Hence, fighters from each faction poured everything into blocking the lethal strikes from the opposing Sword Dao prodigies.

Ouyang Xuan's sword beam, Cheng Mo's massive axe, Situ Jian's Li Fire Sword—all hammered into Qin Cangliu, steadily eroding the strength of his Golden Body Talisman and stopping him from activating the Canghai Hengliu Sword.

Four icy threads of Gui Water Sword Qi likewise stabbed into Linghu Xiao, eating away at his Golden Body while hindering his Chongxu Sword techniques.

Every disciple dove into the fray of carnage.

In this pivotal moment, Qin Cangliu's eyes bulged wide. With a savage roar that tapped nearly his full might, he barely released the Canghai Hengliu Sword right as his Golden Body Talisman crumbled.

Linghu Xiao's stare locked tight, teeth gritted without a word, as he weathered the combined onslaught from Gui Water Sect's four, channeling almost his entire power to release the Chongxu Sword's True Qi.

In that instant, one faction's sword glow flowed like water, resembling colossal sea surges that roared across heavens and ground.

The opposing Sword Qi gleamed like the moon, mirroring daylight's pale glow, cold and piercing.

The sword techniques smashed together, bursting forth with dazzling radiance and fierce surges.

Countless slender wisps of Sword Qi, as if rivers flowing backward or moonlight igniting the sea, twisted and locked in battle before exploding outward, tearing peaks, splintering rocks, hurling turf and splintered branches, swallowing all in their wake.

Even watching from the Fang Tian-Hua Ying proved utterly staggering.

This spectacle, crafted from masterful sword arts and supreme Sword Qi, blended stunning allure with deadly peril, etching itself indelibly into every onlooker's thoughts.

All held their breaths, nearly ceasing to inhale.

Not just the Foundation Establishment Realm disciples felt the tremor.

Some Golden Core and Feathered Immortal experts stood equally dazed.

Their cultivation levels towered higher now, granting them greater might than these pupils.

However, during their own Foundation Establishment days, their prowess fell far short of this caliber.

Qianxue's prodigies, while in the Foundation Establishment Realm, already wielded such terrifying destructive force; the power they'd command at Golden Core or even Feather Transformation was beyond conception.

"This is... the Qianxue Debate..."

This thought echoed in the minds of nearly every cultivator there at once.

From lowly ranks to lofty ones, all reeled from the sight.

Within the Fang Tian-Hua Ying, Sword Qi kept ravaging, blasts continued thundering, haze and debris churned across the ridges.

As the Sword Qi faded, the detonations eased bit by bit, the fog and grit parted gradually.

A wave of uncertainty and strain gripped everyone's chests.

Ultimately... who emerged victorious?

The earlier Sword Dao lethal clash had dragged in virtually all pupils from both factions.

This marked the genuine final blow.

It sealed fates in life and death, while settling triumph and loss.

The winner endured, the loser vanished.

In this clash of prodigies, pitting Qin family's Qin Cangliu against Taixu Gate's Linghu Xiao, whose Sword Qi proved mightier?

Who claimed true victory?

Hearts across the crowd rose without control.

In the Fang Tian-Hua Ying, as the haze lifted slowly, a lone silhouette finally emerged.

The prior bloodbath had been devastating, the impact of elite Taoist arts causing near-complete wipeout among both sects' disciples.

Just one survivor lingered, upright in place.

The audience swiftly discerned his features.

Draped in a dark water Taoist robe, face ashen and grave, breaths shallow, garments shredded, he stood solitary with sword in hand, exuding both valor and grace yet striking awe in beholders.

"Qin Cangliu!"

"He truly triumphed!"

"Incredible..."

"Absolutely dazzling!"

"Gui Water Sect overcame Taixu Gate, Qin Cangliu from Gui Water Sect bested Linghu Xiao from Taixu Gate..."

...

Up in the viewing areas, elders of noble houses and sects showed clear emotion, minds racing with private reflections.

The Gui Water Sect elder caressed his beard, nodding with evident approval in his gaze.

Yet the very next breath saw every face stiffen, eyes fixed on the Fang Tian-Hua Ying with contracting pupils...

On the sword discussion platform.

Qin Cangliu remained solo, the area around him barren, no trace of Linghu Xiao, solely him abiding in the field.

"I... won?"

"I beat Linghu Xiao."

"My Sword Dao holds true..."

Qin Cangliu brimmed with swirling feelings, the thrill of battling to the brink and conquering a fierce rival sprouting in his core like spring bamboo, flooding his frame.

His faith in his Sword Dao solidified further.

"It's over... victory."

Qin Cangliu whispered, then exhaled deeply, fluttering his parched eyes shut briefly.

He shut them only once.

Upon opening again, he abruptly noticed a presence right in front of him, pale fingers aimed at his brow, flames coiling at their tips, and then...

Nothing followed.

The chain of events unfolded too rapidly, leaving no chance for response.

The form materialized, pale fingers thrust, flames ignited, brow burned, Dao Discussion Jade broke.

When Qin Cangliu regained awareness, he realized he was already beyond the platform.

He had fallen.

Qin Cangliu lingered there, stunned for ages, his spirit roiling with tangled sentiments, tough to voice, reluctant to embrace.

The watchers beyond accepted it even less.

They had just been hailing Qin Cangliu, praising his feats, marveling at the prodigy on display...

Then, without warning, a shadow appeared, a finger tapped lightly, a mere Fireball Technique banished Qin Cangliu.

The throng fell abruptly silent, like grips on their necks.

The platform hushed in an instant.

The valiant form succumbed to a covert strike's deceit.

The Sword Dao genius toppled to the Fireball Technique.