Abyss Walker

Chapter 233 Dugu Qiubai

Dugu Qiubai's figure gradually became clear in the void. His face was cold and majestic, and his eyes revealed a sharpness that could penetrate time and space.

His voice echoed in the stone chamber, deep and powerful: "You have passed the initial test, but to obtain the Dugu Rock Sword, you must prove your worth."

Every word he spoke seemed to carry an endless weight, making it hard to breathe.

Yun Muhan gripped the sword tightly in his hand, the texture of the hilt leaving a clear imprint on his palm. His breathing was slightly rapid, but his eyes were exceptionally firm.

He knew all too well that this battle would be one of the toughest battles of his life.

He must use his wisdom and swordsmanship to contend with this powerful soul. Yun Muhan felt no fear, only awe for the impending challenge and a steadfast pursuit of the way of the sword.

"Come on, let's see if you are qualified to continue protecting Dugu Jian." Dugu Jianling drew his sword, the blade drawing a cold light in the air, the sword energy trembling slightly and emitting a crisp ringing sound.

His gaze was resolute. Facing this legendary soul, he felt no fear, only an unwavering pursuit of the way of the sword.

His voice carried an undeniable determination: "We are ready."

The battle is about to begin. The duel between Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling against Dugu Qiubai will determine the final ownership of the Dugu Rock Sword.

Dugu Qiubai slowly drew his longsword, the tip pointing to the ground. His movements seemed simple, but they contained unfathomable sword intent.

An invisible aura seemed to circulate around the sword, and every subtle movement carried an immense sense of pressure.

His voice was calm and deep: "Come on, let me see your strength."

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with seriousness and respect for the upcoming battle.

They took a deep breath, adjusted their mindset, and prepared for the battle. For them, this battle was not merely a matter of victory or defeat, but a profound experience and understanding of the spirit of swordsmanship.

With a gentle flick of Dugu Qiubai's sword tip, an invisible sword aura instantly spread out, as if even the air itself was being torn apart.

Yun Muhan's four swords—ice, fire, poison, and lightning—switch constantly in his hands, their flashing light resembling four different elements weaving together into a magnificent painting within the stone chamber.

His swordsmanship is agile and unpredictable, like the ever-changing forces of nature.

Dugu Jianling's swordsmanship is even more fierce and direct. He wields his thunder sword, and the sword light pours out like a storm. Every swing of the sword carries unparalleled power, as if he wants to completely crush his opponent.

His swordsmanship was like a sharp blade in a raging storm, swift and fierce, with each attack aimed directly at the vital points.

The two swordsmen's techniques intertwined, engaging in a fierce clash with Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship.

Each time their swords clashed, dazzling sparks erupted, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, illuminating the entire stone chamber.

Each clash of sword energies shook the entire stone chamber, as if even the earth itself was trembling.

The air inside the stone chamber was torn apart by the sword energy, producing a sharp whistling sound. Stones on the walls were shaken off by the sword energy, raising a cloud of dust.

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling must unleash their full potential to win this battle.

Their movements were swift and precise, each sword swing filled with power and decisiveness, each dodge perfectly timed, showcasing their exceptional combat skills and seamless teamwork.

The two figures darted through the sword light, like two agile shadows, advancing and retreating with measured steps, combining offense and defense.

Dugu Qiubai, as a legendary figure of the Dugu family, possessed unparalleled swordsmanship and combat experience.

Every movement he made was so composed, and every attack was full of meaning and variation. His swordsmanship was as deep as the ocean, with endless undercurrents hidden beneath its calm surface.

Each attack carries a powerful sense of pressure, as if it can completely suppress the opponent's moves.

With a gentle flick of his sword tip, he could deflect the combined attack of Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling, and then launch a counterattack like a tidal wave, making it impossible to defend against.

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling knew they were facing a powerful opponent, but they did not back down; instead, they met the challenge with even greater determination.

Their eyes gleamed with determination and courage, and the light of their swords flashed in the stone chamber, intertwining with Dugu Qiubai's swordsmanship to create a fierce and spectacular battle scene.

Swords flashed and figures clashed; each exchange seemed to be writing a legend of swordsmanship.

The battle lasted for a long time, and Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling gradually felt the pressure.

Their physical and spiritual energy were greatly depleted in the fierce battle; sweat slid down their foreheads, dripped down their cheeks, and mingled with the dust on the ground.

But their eyes remained resolute, showing no sign of giving up. They gave it their all, each attack imbued with their full strength and will, as if they were using their lives to exemplify their unwavering pursuit of the way of the sword.

Yun Muhan's four swords intertwined with Dugu Jianling's swordsmanship, forming an unbreakable offensive. Their sword light was like intertwined lightning, and every swing was filled with a desire for victory and respect for the way of the sword.

The chill of the ice sword intertwined with the heat of the fire sword, the eeriness of the poison sword echoed the swiftness of the thunder sword, and the sword techniques of Dugu Jianling were like sharp blades in a raging storm, injecting unparalleled power into this offensive.

Their teamwork was seamless, as if they were already of one mind. Every attack was as surging as a tide, and every defense was as solid as an impregnable fortress.

Finally, after a hard-fought battle, Dugu Qiubai slowly sheathed his sword, a hint of approval in his eyes.

His gaze swept over Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling, calm and profound, as if he could see into their innermost persistence and courage.

"You've done very well. I've seen your determination and strength." Dugu Qiubai's voice was calm yet powerful, each word striking the hearts of the two like a heavy hammer. "However, it's not enough to take Dugu Sword away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dugu Qiubai's figure swayed slightly, and a scythe suddenly appeared in his hand.

This scythe exudes a cold, eerie light. Its blade is long and sharp, bearing the marks of time, and every inch of it radiates a powerful sense of oppression.

It is not only a weapon, but also a symbol in the Dugu family's heritage, representing harvest and end.

The appearance of the scythe startled Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling, who realized that the trial was not over yet and that they were about to face an even more severe challenge.

The two quickly adjusted their stance, their eyes rekindling the flame of battle, ready to face the new fight.

"This scythe is my weapon from my youth. It has witnessed countless battles and victories." Dugu Qiubai's voice carried a hint of reminiscence, as if he had traveled through time and returned to those passionate years. "Now, I will use it to test whether you are qualified to inherit the Dugu Rock Sword."

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling gripped their sword hilts tightly, their palms slightly sweaty, but their eyes were even more determined. They knew that the battle ahead would be even more difficult, and every strike could be a life-or-death test.

Dugu Qiubai wielded his scythe, the blade slicing through the air and creating gusts of wind. Each swing seemed to tear through space, emitting a sharp whistling sound.

Each strike of the scythe was filled with destructive power, as if it wanted to tear apart everything in its path.

Wherever the blade passed, the air was torn apart, leaving behind chilling streaks.

Yun Muhan swung his four swords again, unleashing four forces simultaneously: ice, fire, poison, and lightning.

The icy chill of the ice sword attempted to freeze the sharpness of the scythe, while the blazing heat of the fire sword tried to burn away all obstacles; the eerie sword aura of the poison sword permeated the air, searching for a weakness; and the lightning of the thunder sword, like a raging thunderbolt, attempted to shatter Dugu Qiubai's offensive.