# Chapter 1191: A Sword of Dignity
The sword light and thunder dragon collided in the sky, shattering the heavenly light. A lightning-like black scar exploded amidst the residual brilliance, then vanished in an instant.
"Space... crack!?"
"Two at the Divine Spirit Realm, two young people barely half a jiazi old, actually created a space crack!"
Yun Che heard countless gasps around him, and his heart shook violently. On the Tian Xuan Continent, he could casually shatter or even collapse space. But the spatial law level of the Divine Realm was far beyond that of the lower realm. Even with Yun Che's full-force strike at his limit, he couldn't create even a single spatial ripple, let alone a space crack.
Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding—boom boom boom—
Amidst the shattered profound light, two sword beams collided violently from a great distance. In the blink of an eye, they clashed hundreds of times, each collision bringing a sudden flash of profound light. The sound was sometimes a screech that seemed to tear eardrums, sometimes a roar like nine heavens' thunder.
"Luo Changsheng's full-power state is terrifyingly strong... and Jun Xilei can actually contend with him!" Mu Huanzhi's face was deeply astonished.
"No... it's barely a struggle," Mu Bingyun said. "Before long, Jun Xilei will be completely suppressed."
Not long after Mu Bingyun's words fell, a bolt of thunder exploded abruptly. Lightning filled the sky, swallowing all sword shadows. Jun Xilei gave a light grunt and fell heavily from the purple light.
"It seems... the outcome is decided," Mu Huanzhi said.
Jun Xilei plummeted like a meteor. Just as she touched the ground, her body suddenly turned lightly, tracing a graceful arc. The light dimmed, the sound faded, and her "Carefree Sword Domain" reopened, covering straight toward Luo Changsheng.
"To be able to return her sword heart to unity so quickly even in this situation—this girl is truly extraordinary," Luo Guxie said, her eyes shining with strange light, sighing softly.
Within the sword domain, stars appeared abruptly, and sword aura was fierce. But this time, the Carefree Sword Domain failed to cover Luo Changsheng. In the area where Luo Changsheng stood, a deep purple thunder domain rapidly formed, like a purple star suddenly blooming. In an instant, it expanded a hundred li, forcefully repelling Jun Xilei's Carefree Sword Domain.
Within the thunder domain, the faint shadow of a giant wolf howled at the sky.
Jun Xilei's crescent brows tightened. The light in her pupils condensed again. Stars flickered within the sword domain, and countless sword beams fell like a meteor storm, tearing through the void.
The two powerful domains briefly stalemated, then their power erupted simultaneously. In an instant, two giant vortexes appeared above the Feng Shen Platform. The sword ground the thunder, the thunder annihilated the sword beams. Heaven and earth seemed to be suddenly divided—one side full of dazzling sword light, the other covered in purple haze.
This stalemate did not last long. With a soul-shaking wolf howl, the purple thunder domain suddenly expanded, forcefully pressing down the sword domain. Once this suppression began, it was unstoppable. The thunder domain advanced step by step, the sword domain retreated step by step.
Originally the two domains were evenly matched, but in less than ten breaths, Jun Xilei's sword domain had been suppressed to less than fifty li, while Luo Changsheng's thunder domain had covered seventy percent of the Feng Shen Platform's space.
Jun Xilei's figure also retreated. She slowly raised her head, and her eyes, lacking pupils, suddenly flashed with a strange light again.
Whoosh!
A sword shadow emerged behind her, growing rapidly. With every expansion of the sword shadow, the sword might it released also grew crazily.
Luo Changsheng's face darkened, as if burdened by ten thousand mountains. His thunder domain shrank rapidly under immense pressure.
"This is... a Double Sword Domain!" All the sword experts couldn't help crying out in shock.
In just moments, the sword shadow reached a hundred li in size, like a heavenly divine sword standing proudly between heaven and earth, forcefully suppressing Luo Changsheng's originally dominant domain.
Luo Changsheng stepped back repeatedly. At that moment, the thunder domain was violently torn open, creating a huge gap. Numerous sword beams rushed in, passing through layers of lightning, stabbing straight at Luo Changsheng.
Luo Changsheng showed no panic. He casually reached out, and a curved barrier appeared before him. The sword beams all shattered upon contact with the barrier, none touching Luo Changsheng in the slightest.
Luo Changsheng's lips moved slightly. A deep purple light flickered deep within his pupils. Then he suddenly let out an explosive roar...
It was as if a heavenly tribulation thunderbolt had exploded on his body—purple light filled the sky.
The thunder domain, which had been suppressed to its limit, suddenly blazed with purple light, violently repelling Jun Xilei's Double Sword Domain. In the next instant, the domain twisted and transformed. A hundred-li thunder wolf descended like a divine being, standing proudly in the sky. With a long howl, it pounced straight at Jun Xilei. When its giant maw opened, it completely swallowed Jun Xilei's sword domain.
Crack!!
The sword shadow and wolf shadow shattered together. On the extremely resilient Feng Shen Platform, a hundred-zhang-long crack suddenly split open... The sound of the crack was even more intense than thunder exploding in the sky.
Amidst the chaotic residual light, Jun Xilei flew far away, crashing heavily to the ground, stumbling back dozens of steps. Her face was pale, her body swayed several times, but she stubbornly steadied herself.
Before her, Luo Changsheng landed lightly. Though his chest heaved quite violently, there were no new wounds on his body.
Jun Xilei's brows tightly knitted. Her snow-white hand raised the Mist Light Sword again. But just as she gathered her profound energy, her face suddenly turned white. A jet of blood sprayed out wildly, and her figure fell to her knees, trembling all over, unable to stand for a long time.
The outcome was clear.
This young woman, barely half a jiazi in age—her sword had shocked all the sword profound practitioners of the Eastern Divine Region. After this battle, if anyone called her the number one sword practitioner among the younger generation of the Eastern Divine Region, no one would question it. Even if someone said she would be the future number one sword practitioner of the Eastern Divine Region, surely no one would refute it.
She would lose only because her opponent was Luo Changsheng. The entire Eastern Divine Region had countless proud sons of heaven, but only Luo Changsheng could defeat her.
"Le'er, stop here," Jun Wuming's voice came from afar, as calm as the wind. He had foreseen this result.
Jun Xilei deeply respected Jun Wuming and never disobeyed her master's orders. But under Jun Wuming's voice, she slowly stood up, the Mist Light Sword in her hand once again blazing with sword light.
"I... won't..."
Jun Xilei suddenly flew into the air. Though she had already suffered considerable internal injuries, in an instant her sword intent filled the sky. A mist-light sword shadow fell like a shooting star, but as it fell, it suddenly split—one became ten, ten became a hundred, a hundred became a thousand, a thousand became ten thousand...
"The Nether Star Sword Array!?" Luo Guxie's brows furrowed sharply, her tone carrying obvious disbelief.
Luo Changsheng's Holy Thunder Sword flashed with lightning, his face calm. But when the ten thousand swords approached, his heart suddenly jumped. An abrupt sense of danger made his figure retreat explosively. He poured all his profound energy unreservedly into the Holy Thunder Sword. With wind roaring and thunder rumbling, the sword shot out, in an instant unfolding a thousand-zhang wind blade and thunder light. From afar, it seemed to have transformed into a thousand-zhang giant sword.
A loud boom. The sky-covering sword array and the wind-thunder giant sword collided in midair. The Feng Shen Platform was again filled with dazzling profound light, as if a calamity had descended.
Even in her severely wounded state, the power of Jun Xilei's sword array was still formidable. But the wind-thunder giant sword that Luo Changsheng had fired with full force was terrifyingly powerful. Amidst the sky-covering residual light, thousands of sword shadows were shattered piece by piece, pierced layer by layer. In just a few breaths, seventy percent of the sword array had been annihilated, while the wind-thunder power had only diminished by less than half.
The arm holding Jun Xilei's sword trembled slightly. Pain appeared on her face. As she fully supported the sword array, she gradually felt it teetering on the brink of collapse.
At that moment, she suddenly withdrew her power from the sword array. She also did not fully defend against or dodge the approaching wind-thunder giant sword. Instead, a stream of light suddenly cut through space, flying straight at Luo Changsheng.
This stream of light was blindingly bright, as if it flashed through everyone's soul. Time itself seemed to slow down because of its appearance... And this sword light was not the first time people had seen it.
Huo Poyun had lost in an instant because of this very sword light.
Luo Changsheng clearly had not expected Jun Xilei to suddenly make such a move. All his power was concentrated in the wind-thunder giant sword, and this sword light was extremely fast. He had no time to fully withdraw his power. He waved his arm, hastily forming a curved barrier.
Ding!
A light sound. The stream of light shattered. But at his ear came his father Luo Shangchen's low roar: "Changsheng, be careful!"
He looked up. Seven identical sword lights had already arrived one after another...
Jun Xilei was completely struck by the wind-thunder giant sword's power. She flew horizontally through the air, her white clothes stained with blood.
Bang!
Luo Changsheng's barrier was broken by two sword lights. He turned sharply. Three sword lights grazed past him, but he could no longer avoid the last two sword lights...
Shred!!
Blood sprayed. Two streams of sword light pierced into Luo Changsheng's right ribs one after the other, passing through his body, leaving two fist-sized transparent holes in his ribs.
Luo Changsheng staggered backward. With a fierce grit of his teeth, he immediately channeled his profound energy to seal and annihilate all the sword aura that had rushed into his body. Then he pounced forward. A whirlwind swept up, striking toward Jun Xilei, who had just landed.
Jun Xilei, in her attempt to forcefully wound Luo Changsheng, had left herself no protective power. Severely injured by the wind-thunder giant sword, she could barely stand, let alone have the strength left to resist Luo Changsheng's profound wind. She was directly caught up and in an instant thrown outside the Feng Shen Platform.
Outside the viewing area, a figure appeared in the void, catching Jun Xilei in midair. He landed outside the Feng Shen Platform, releasing his profound energy to quickly seal off all her injuries.
"Jun Xilei has left the Feng Shen Platform area. Defeated to the Losers' Bracket. Will enter tomorrow's fifth round of the Losers' Bracket!"
"Luo Changsheng wins! Enters the final battle of the Winners' Bracket!"
Quhui Zunzhe immediately announced the result.
Luo Changsheng had won. This result surprised no one. But no one had expected this duel to be so intense.
Everyone had held high expectations for the battle between the two strongest Divine Sons. But both Luo Changsheng and Jun Xilei had displayed true power far beyond expectations, shocking them time and again.
After a brief uproar, the Feng Shen Platform suddenly erupted in thunderous applause and ceaseless cheers.
Luo Changsheng walked slowly to the edge of the Feng Shen Platform, his left hand covering his right ribs, blood flowing between his fingers. There was no sign of pain on his face. He said to Jun Wuming, "Senior Jun... is Miss Jun... alright?"
Jun Wuming looked up and gave him a deep glance: "No serious injuries... I must also thank you for holding back."
These words made Luo Changsheng show fear. He quickly bowed despite his injuries and said, "Senior Jun, your words are too heavy. You flatter me, Changsheng."
At that moment, a hand pushed Jun Wuming aside. Jun Xilei, with severe internal and external injuries and profoundly depleted profound energy, stubbornly stood up. She stared at Luo Changsheng with an aura no less intense than before: "Don't... be smug... One day... I... will... cough... cough..."
Blood foam flowed from Jun Xilei's lips. Her face grew even paler, but she stubbornly refused Jun Wuming's help and walked away step by step on her own. Luo Changsheng watched her back, unconsciously smiling. A unprecedented strange light appeared in his eyes. He murmured absently, "Truly an extraordinary woman."
"Forcing herself to stab two holes in Luo Changsheng even at the cost of severe injury... this woman is really..." Thinking of Jun Xilei's hatred toward him, Yun Che secretly gasped several times.