Within the black sword aura, a deep, ominous feeling permeated.

Zhang Yu felt that wherever the sword aura passed, the power of life extinction seemed to render even the active *lingji* in the atmosphere inert.

During the series of intense battles just now, *Xuanming Guixu Jue*, unleashed by Kuang Tianqing, had been almost invincible, blocking nearly all attacks. Now, under the impact of the black sword aura, although it continuously absorbed the black sword aura, it also showed faint signs of crumbling.

“Not just *lingji*, but wherever the sword aura passes, even *gangqi* and *fali* begin to show signs of disintegration…”

Zhang Yu was shocked. “Is this the true power of *Jiqing Jiandao*?”

“This power… is simply the best means of attack.”

“We can win!”

“This sword strike! It can break Kuang Tianqing’s *Xuanming Guixu Jue*!”

Seeing this, Zhang Yu felt a surge of excitement, thinking that his previous performance hadn’t been in vain.

Just a moment ago, during his entanglement with Kuang Tianqing, Zhang Yu had feigned being humiliated to help Bai Zhenzhen further enhance the power of *Jiqing Jiandao*.

“Even if I’m truly humiliated, what does it matter if A-Zhen’s strength can advance further?”

Zhang Yu sighed in his heart. “I guess I’m also being influenced by *Kunxu*’s way of thinking, aren’t I?”

While thinking these thoughts, Zhang Yu pushed all his military-grade power even more fiercely, determined to lock down Kuang Tianqing in front of him, giving her no chance to evade Bai Zhenzhen’s strike.

But at that moment, a subtle sense of awkwardness suddenly welled up in Zhang Yu’s heart, a delicate feeling of disharmony, as if he had overlooked something amiss.

“Why…”

Zhang Yu suddenly stared at Kuang Tianqing in front of him.

He finally discovered the source of this anomaly.

Even as the *Xuanming Guixu Jue* in front gradually collapsed, Kuang Tianqing showed no sign of surprise, tension, shock, or any other negative emotions.

Even the lecherous expression she had during their fight earlier was gone.

Now, Zhang Yu could only see a serene stillness in Kuang Tianqing’s eyes.

It was like a bottomless abyss, impossible to see to the end even with the utmost vision.

Zhang Yu’s heart sank instinctively at this sight, and a bad premonition arose. “Is there something we haven’t considered? What exactly went wrong?”

The next moment, Kuang Tianqing said faintly, “After all this time, have you finally broken through?”

“It wasn’t a waste of all my effort.”

“And thank you, *xianzha*.”

Kuang Tianqing glanced at Zhang Yu as if looking at a dead object. The previous madness and depravity were gone from her face, as if everything before had been just an illusion, a dream.

Then, to Zhang Yu’s shock, Kuang Tianqing abruptly retracted the *Xuanming Guixu Jue* she was operating, looked at the source of the black sword aura, and said with certainty, “Bai Zhenzhen, you are now qualified to be promoted from a captive to my sword.”

“I will use you to defeat Dao Qiankun.”

In Kuang Tianqing’s heart, she never focused on the immediate outcome of a battle.

Even the entire first team competition, including the ranking of Tianmo University, was not her top priority.

Kuang Tianqing’s primary goal was only one:

To win first place in the Top Ten Leagues!

Although after her rapid improvement in strength, she already had immense confidence, with seventy, eighty… even ninety percent certainty, to defeat all opponents and become the strongest among the top ten universities.

But whether it was eighty or ninety percent, it was ultimately not a hundred percent certainty.

“What can I do?”

“What other means are there?”

“That can further boost my strength.”

“That can give me absolute certainty, allowing me to suppress all opponents and win the championship of the Top Ten Leagues with absolute combat power?”

Even a month before the start of the competition, Kuang Tianqing was still constantly thinking, pondering, and searching for answers.

And after sensing *Jiqing Jiandao* in Bai Zhenzhen, Kuang Tianqing found inspiration.

“*Jiqing Jiandao* practitioners are the best materials for flying swords.”

“But under normal circumstances, with the protection of the *Qiqing Shenjun*, it would be impossible for me to possess them.”

“However, today, in this competition, even the *Qiqing Shenjun* cannot stop me.”

“This is my best chance to get Bai Zhenzhen and refine her into a flying sword!”

“And as long as I possess this flying sword refined by a *Jiqing Jiandao* successor, then no one on this arena can stop me.”

“My success rate of winning first place in the Top Ten Leagues will be… 100%!”

With this thought in mind, Kuang Tianqing made finding Bai Zhenzhen her top priority upon entering the arena.

For this purpose, she sent out a notice in the group chats of the four universities: Tianmo, Youming, Baigu, and Hehuan.

“Whoever sees Bai Zhenzhen, notify me immediately.”

When Kuang Tianqing first found Bai Zhenzhen and Zhang Yu, a cheer seemed to ring in her mind.

“Jackpot.”

“No! Not a jackpot, not luck, this is… my destiny!”

“Students, teachers, schools, *Huashen*… countless people are expecting me to win first place.”

“And today! Even fate is on my side!”

“I am destined to win the championship of the Top Ten Leagues!”

Just a moment before the black sword aura struck, Zhang Yu felt an emptiness in front of him. Kuang Tianqing, whom he had just been tightly entangled with, seemed to transform into an invisible shadow, directly passing through him.

Tianmo University military-grade *Daoist* technique—*Tianmo Xukong Fa*!

Zhang Yu was shocked. “The intelligence didn’t say that Kuang Tianqing had mastered this military-grade *Daoist* technique…”

The next moment, he realized, “*Tianmo Huanshen Fa* was something Kuang Tianqing had cultivated herself.”

“This *Tianmo Xukong Fa* was passed on to her by the *Shenjun* of Tianmo University…”

More than half of Kuang Tianqing’s body instantly turned into a phantasm, and then, reinforced by the military-grade *fahua*, she pushed most of her remaining body into the phantasmic state, instantly passing through Zhang Yu’s body and appearing behind him.

In a blink of an eye, Zhang Yu seemed to have become Kuang Tianqing’s shield, squarely blocking the black sword aura.

Seeing this, Bai Zhenzhen let out a roar, using all her strength to control the direction of the sword aura and the flying sword.

But Bai Zhenzhen had just struck with almost no reservations. Now, with a sudden change in direction, the sword aura rebounded fiercely, erupting from her body and creating a cloud of blood mist on her skin.

At the same time, although most of the sword aura turned, strands of black sword aura still grazed half of Zhang Yu’s body, leaving behind a dark sword mark.

Kuang Tianqing smiled faintly, taking a step and leaping towards Bai Zhenzhen’s position.

Zhang Yu grabbed at the air with an open palm. The *Disha Yinli* swept across Kuang Tianqing’s body, but it was like grasping a shadow, unable to hold her back.

Looking at the heavily injured Zhang Yu, Kuang Tianqing said indifferently, “You scum on the path of *Xiandao*, if it weren’t for Bai Zhenzhen, you wouldn’t even be qualified to be my opponent.”

Then she turned her head to look in Bai Zhenzhen’s direction. “You’re different.”

“Become the sword in my hand.”

Seeing this, Zhang Yu gritted his teeth. “Damn it…”

He felt the black sword aura that had grazed him raging within his body, constantly destroying his *gangqi*, *fali*, flesh, and meridians wherever it passed…

Zhang Yu quickly put on his *Tumu Shengti* suit, and only then did his internal injuries stabilize.

But looking at Kuang Tianqing in front, Zhang Yu’s mind couldn’t relax at all.

On the other side, Bai Zhenzhen let out a shriek, covered in blood. She remote-controlled her flying sword, unleashing all her black sword aura and rushing towards Kuang Tianqing.

Zhang Yu’s heart sank at this sight. “No, A-Zhen will lose if she keeps fighting in this state.”

Just like the endless array of *Daoist* techniques she possessed, after fighting Kuang Tianqing thus far, Zhang Yu gradually realized that his previous understanding of Kuang Tianqing was completely wrong.

Especially after sensing Kuang Tianqing’s indifferent gaze just now, Zhang Yu finally got a glimpse of Kuang Tianqing’s true nature.

“Madness, arrogance, lewdness… these were all just her disguises. And according to her, entangling me and provoking A-Zhen was also to make A-Zhen her sword…”

As if peeling back layers of packaging, Zhang Yu looked at Kuang Tianqing in front of him and thought, “This person… even when facing the weakest opponent, never thinks of fighting head-on.”

“Using despicable means to achieve her goals, using her strength to attack the enemy’s weakness…”

“Ruthless strength, ruthless victory, this is probably Kuang Tianqing’s true personality.”

As Zhang Yu’s heart continued to sink, a message appeared in his *yanhai*.

Wen Wuya: Both of you, do you need remote support?

Seeing this message, Zhang Yu’s expression changed, and a smile appeared on his lips. “Finally, it’s here.”

Above the floating continent.

Wen Wuya sat cross-legged in the sky, quietly gazing at the continent below.

At the same time, her consciousness seemed to ascend beyond the nine heavens, remote-controlling a series of *xuntian feijian*, scanning the vast and boundless arena, bringing the mountains, rivers, grasslands, forests, deserts, lakes, volcanoes, and glaciers of this continent into her eyes.

In Wen Wuya’s observation, battles were erupting one after another on the floating continent, and intense conflicts were constantly spreading, gradually raising her fighting spirit.

“*Xuntian Feijian* calibrated.”

“Full-domain coordinate correction complete.”

“Now…”

Wen Wuya clenched her hand, as if to gather the entire battlefield into her palm. “The entire arena is within my attack range.”

She glanced at the support request Zhang Yu had sent earlier and scanned the approximate location he had marked.

“Kuang Tianqing?”

“Face to face, I am indeed no match for you.”

“But at this distance, this range… I am unstoppable.”