Long Tianyun's sneer deepened. "Spare me?" He laughed, a cruel, mocking sound. "I'll carve you to pieces before you get the chance! You'll die by my hand!"
Both combatants charged forward, their swords raised high, ready to end the battle in one final, decisive clash. The ground beneath their feet cracked and crumbled, the force of their spiritual power turning the forest into a wasteland. Their auras blazed like twin suns, one of azure flames, the other of dark shadows, each determined to destroy the other.
"Dragon's Wrath—Final Strike!" Ye Chen roared, his voice echoing through the shattered forest. His sword burned with the full power of his Heavenly Dragon Physique, the image of a massive azure dragon coiling around him, roaring with unstoppable might.
