Chapter 432: Victory!
On the Dark Plaza, Mo Ming's initial disdain gradually vanished as he grew increasingly serious in the face of Lin Langtian's fierce onslaught. Each time Lin Langtian's attacks struck his black halberd, he could feel a terrifying force reverberate through it and into his hand. Only now, after engaging directly with him, did he realize just how explosive the power hidden in Lin Langtian's seemingly lean frame truly was.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The two fighters moved like phantoms, weaving and clashing, sending shockwaves in every direction. Within a hundred feet of them, the force of their strikes made even experts at the Death Xuan Realm pause. All around, eyes filled with astonishment and gravity watched the intense battle between the two.
Everyone could see it: each fighter aimed with deadly intent at the other's weak points, making it clear that a single hit could have devastating consequences.
"That Lin Langtian… he's really something. Even though he's only at the early Sheng Xuan Realm, he's able to hold his own against Mo Ming, who wields the Great Black Heaven Halberd and is at the peak of the Sheng Xuan Realm."
"Indeed… With the Wood Emperor's Triple Transformation plus that powerful physique, he's reached an impressive level."
"If this keeps up, even Mo Ming won't be able to hold back…"
"What if he can't? Mo Ming has his trump cards; who's to say Lin Langtian doesn't have his own?"
The onlookers locked their gaze on the two fighters, whispering among themselves as they witnessed this fierce clash, a battle that was more intense than anyone had expected.
Watching this, Qing Tan's eyes sparkled with excitement. The fierceness of this battle showed the level of talent across the younger generation of the Tian Xuan Continent. Lin Langtian's performance filled her with pride. "Brother Langtian never disappoints…"
Boom!
With a powerful kick wreathed in fiery light, Lin Langtian struck Mo Ming's black halberd, bending it slightly with his force.
"Not bad," Mo Ming said, clutching the halberd tightly as he looked at Lin Langtian, a sinister smile spreading across his face. Raising the halberd to target him, he murmured, "This next strike will end you."
Boom!
With those words, immense waves of Yuan energy surged from Mo Ming's body, making his halberd begin to swell.
"One strike, huh…"
Lin Langtian looked at the rising energy surrounding Mo Ming, his handsome face smiling faintly before it grew ice-cold, his gaze turning as sharp as a blade.
"Very well, then…"
Lin Langtian took a step forward, his eyes narrowing coldly. Taking a deep breath, he made rapid, intricate hand seals. As he completed these seals, a dark line appeared on his forehead, opening to reveal an ominous, demonic eye.
Chi! Chi!
An endless flow of evil energy emanated from this eye, spreading through the space around him with an eerie, mournful sound. The demonic eye glowed with an incomprehensible, chaotic power, and Lin Langtian's aura surged violently, transforming him into a god of chaos towering over the battlefield.
"What… is that energy?"
The entire plaza was stunned by the sudden surge in Lin Langtian's aura. No one expected him to be hiding such overwhelming power.
"This energy… Could it be from the Chaotic Demon Flame?" whispered Bo Xuan, his eyes darkening. As the master of the Dark Ancestral Symbol, he had encountered powerful forces before, but Lin Langtian's aura was nearly identical to those of demonic creatures he'd seen, though even purer and stronger.
"No wonder he's so bold… He's been hiding his true strength."
Mo Ming's eyes grew serious as he looked at Lin Langtian, now resembling a demon god. Despite his composure, a hint of menace darkened his gaze as he smirked.
"Likewise," Lin Langtian replied with a slight smile, his demonic eye fixed on Mo Ming. He tightened his grip, feeling a terrifying power coursing through his body, filling him with confidence that nothing could stand in his way.
"The names you've made for yourself in the Eastern and Western Xuan Domains mean nothing here," Mo Ming sneered. "In the Northern Xuan Domain, I'll show you what true power is."
The bloodthirstiness grew in Mo Ming's eyes as he held his shaking black halberd tightly. "One strike, and it's over!" He released his grip, unleashing a surge of dark light. The halberd morphed into a black lightning bolt hundreds of feet long, exuding a razor-sharp aura.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As the black lightning streaked through the sky, the demonic energy around it churned and boiled.
"Great Black Heaven Halberd! One Strike to Destroy All!"
Mo Ming's voice echoed like thunder across the plaza, and the massive black lightning shot forward. It tore through the air toward Lin Langtian with overwhelming force, distorting the space around it.
The spectators gasped at the devastating power of Mo Ming's attack, knowing it could easily kill even a Sheng Xuan Realm expert.
"Can Lin Langtian withstand that?" they wondered as the black lightning hurtled toward him, carrying a seemingly unstoppable force.
As the enormous black lightning filled his vision, a strange line of blood seeped from Lin Langtian's demonic eye. Dark energy swirled within, and in its depths, a monstrous shadow seemed to awaken, crossing time and space to join him.
"Well, let's see who's taking down whom!" Lin Langtian's voice, laced with cold menace, rang out as his eyes shone sharply like a blade. Without any intention of retreating, he rapidly made a series of seals with his hands.
"Demon God's Eye: Grand Killing Demon Image!"
With his command, dark energy poured from his eye, tearing open the space behind him. A towering figure emerged, a monstrous war deity wielding a giant battle axe, exuding a terrifyingly murderous aura.
Buzz!
The sight of the demon statue left everyone momentarily stunned. The next moment, the demon figure—summoned by Lin Langtian's eye—slammed its axe into the massive black lightning.
Boom!
A deafening explosion echoed across the plaza as an indescribable force surged outward. Though most onlookers immediately raised their Yuan shields, many were still sent stumbling back, barely able to stand.
As they steadied themselves, their eyes flew to the spot where the demon and lightning clashed, filled with astonishment.
Through the blinding light, they could see Lin Langtian, standing firm behind the demon statue, unshaken, like a mountain against the storm.
"Break!"
A deep voice rang out from the heavens with undeniable authority.
Roar!
A furious, murderous roar erupted from the demon statue as it hefted the battle axe, gathering waves of dark energy before striking the black lightning bolt.
Wuuuu!
The devastating strike caused the black lightning to tremble violently. A faint, mournful cry seemed to emanate from within as the war axe split it in two.
Swoosh!
As the black lightning shattered, the black halberd flew backward, falling to the ground, its formerly bright glow now utterly dimmed.
Pfft!
At the same time, a burst of blood spurted from Mo Ming's mouth, his face etched with disbelief and shock.
In a single blow, the victor had been decided!
The demon statue vanished as Lin Langtian coldly eyed the weakened Mo Ming. Without a moment's hesitation, he shot forward, his hand striking Mo Ming's dantian with deadly intent, determined to end his power.
Was he really going to cripple Mo Ming right here, in front of the Dark Hall's elders?
Some spectators gasped in shock. Lin Langtian's strike was fast, and Mo Ming, his Yuan power disrupted by the previous clash, was too slow to react. A trace of fear flickered in his eyes as he realized just how ruthless Lin Langtian was.
"Stop this, you insolent brat!"
A thunderous voice erupted from the Council of Elders, and a figure instantly appeared beside Mo Ming, intercepting Lin Langtian's strike with two pointed fingers charged with deadly black energy.
"Death Xuan Realm expert!" Lin Langtian's gaze turned wary at the power in the elder's strike, especially the surrounding aura of death energy.
Lin Langtian's attack was deflected, but his determination only grew fiercer. Without retreating, he swung his right leg like a blade, striking Mo Ming's chest.
With a furious burst of energy, Lin Langtian and Mo Ming were both sent flying back. Qing Tan, moving quickly, caught Lin Langtian and steadied him.
"Are you alright, Brother Langtian?" she asked, concerned.
"I'm fine," he replied, shaking his head. "Got a bit roughed up, but I've given him something to think about. Worth it."
Ahead, a gray-haired elder with sunken eyes now stood by Mo Ming, glaring icily at Lin Langtian.
"Elder Xu, why did you interfere in this match?" Qing Tan snapped, anger flashing in her eyes as she stared at the elder.
The gray-haired elder glanced at her, then sneered at Lin Langtian. "A mere competition, boy, and you go straight for the kill?"
"Elder, this was a fair fight, and as long as he hadn't surrendered, it wasn't over. Or did you expect me to wait for him to steady his Yuan power before resuming?" Lin Langtian mocked, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
"Sharp tongue!" The elder's eyes blazed with anger.
Lin Langtian ignored him, shifting his gaze to Mo Ming, whose face was now ashen. He smiled coolly. "So, Mo Ming, is this match decided, or shall we continue? After all, the Dark Hall Master and Qing Tan are waiting for the outcome."
Mo Ming's face twitched with barely suppressed fury as he glanced at Bo Xuan, who remained silent and impassive.
After a moment, unable to contain his bitterness, Mo Ming gritted his teeth and said, "The match is yours. You win."
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