Chapter 4846

Runes shimmered across Fusheng’s sword, and faint dragon roars echoed from within. It was clearly a peerless magical weapon.

Yet, to his surprise, Kai did not draw his renowned Dragon Slaying Sword.

Instead, he closed his eyes, allowing the aura around him to slowly condense. In his palm, a faint white light emerged, carrying an overwhelming sharpness—his condensed sword intent.

Fusheng’s expression darkened instantly. He felt deeply insulted.

“Kai, what is the meaning of this? Is your Dragon Slaying Sword too sacred to be used against me?”

“You dare to fight me with nothing but sword intent? Do you take me, Fusheng, so lightly?”

His voice, filled with anger and resentment, echoed across the heavens.

He had witnessed the power of the Dragon Slaying Sword before and knew it was a divine weapon. Yet now, Kai refused to use it against him!

Kai slowly opened his eyes, a faint smirk flashing across his face.

“You guessed right—I do look down on you.”

“Against you, my sword intent alone is enough. Using the Dragon Slaying Sword would be overkill and an unfair fight.”

His tone was calm, yet his words crashed like a boulder into a tranquil lake, sending ripples through everyone’s hearts.

“What an arrogant brat!”

Fusheng was completely enraged. With a furious swing of his sword, a razor-sharp energy blade shot toward Kai.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air split open, leaving behind a jagged black tear in space—like a ferocious serpent lunging straight at him.

Yet Kai remained unfazed.

Raising his right hand, he calmly waved his palm, channeling his sword intent.

A streak of white light burst forth, meeting Fusheng’s attack head-on.

The two forces clashed in midair—not with an earth-shattering explosion, but in a tense deadlock.

The white streak and the black sword energy entwined, colliding and grinding against each other, sending ripples of power spreading outward in all directions.
Wherever Fusheng’s sword energy passed, the ground crumbled into dust, and trees were sliced clean in half, their branches and leaves scattering through the sky.

“Hmph, let’s see how long your sword intent can hold out!”

With a cold snort, Fusheng poured even more spiritual power into his attack. The black sword energy thickened and sharpened, steadily overpowering Kai’s white streak of sword intent.

Yet Kai remained unfazed. The corners of his mouth curled into a confident smile.

“Break!” he commanded softly.

In an instant, the white sword intent flared with blinding radiance, unleashing a surge of power that instantly shattered Fusheng’s black sword energy.

But it didn’t stop there—the residual force surged forward, sweeping straight toward Fusheng.

His expression changed drastically. He hurriedly swung his sword, forming a protective barrier of sword energy in front of him.

However, Kai’s sword intent was overwhelmingly strong.

With a deafening bang, the shield shattered on impact. Fusheng was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, tumbling dozens of feet before he barely managed to regain his footing.

A trickle of blood ran down the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

“Impossible… How is your sword intent this powerful?”

He muttered in disbelief, staring at Kai with not just shock—but fear.

Not far away, Ming Shao’s smug expression vanished, replaced by a grim look.

“This Kai… He’s grown far stronger in just a month,” Ming Shao murmured.

Beside him, the red-haired old man tensed. Turning to Ming Shao, he cautiously asked, “Ming Shao, Fusheng has lost. Should I step in now?”

Ming Shao remained silent for a moment before shaking his head.

“Not yet. Let’s wait and see.”