With the appearance of large snowflakes, one after another clone of Wei Cangsheng, each holding a snow sword, appeared amidst the blizzard. They deflected each of Christina’s Sword Qi attacks back at her, where Sword Qi clashed with Sword Qi, continuously annihilating each other.

“Indeed, clones.” A sharp light danced in Christina’s eyes, “The key to dealing with clone techniques is finding where his true body is hiding.”

Just at that moment, a clap of thunder sounded.

Accompanied by a bolt of lightning that struck Christina, Wei Cangsheng emerged from the lightning. The thunder formed a sword in his hand, which he fiercely stabbed into Christina’s back, emitting a dull ‘thump’ as the lightning sword exploded with a boom.

Wei Cangsheng, failing to breach her defenses with a single thrust, immediately retreated. His face revealed no shock, but rather he spoke methodically, “You really are tough.”

Christina snapped her head back quickly and with a flick of her finger, Zhou Bai’s relentlessly trained body possessed formidable strength beyond belief. A mere flick was enough to burst the air, creating a shockwave that blasted the Wei Cangsheng before her into a flow of air.

But this was just the beginning, followed by a variety of weather conditions–rain, snow, strong winds, thundershowers, fog… all descended upon the Nine Heavens Bronze Arena. Wei Cangsheng emerged from the thunder, rain, wind, and even sunlight, unleashing all manners of inconceivable swordplay upon Christina.

The entire battlefield was, quite simply, overrun by Wei Cangsheng.

Christina felt as if everything in the world had become a part of Wei Cangsheng, fully merged into the surroundings, while the enemy now controlled the entire world to launch assaults on her.

With wave upon wave of attacks, Wei Cangsheng’s voice also found its way into Christina’s ears.

“Zhou Bai, humans always change with the times and their environment. What is right, what is evil, what is real, what is fake, all are determined by the times and surroundings.”

“Thus are people confined within their own environment, unable to transcend the limitations of their era and civilization.”

A figure emerged with a gentle breeze, the Wind Sword Qi in his hands aiming for Christina’s shoulder only to be carried by a punch from Christina. She struck out with a punch and the figure had dissipated with the wind.

The changing weather became more intense, and Wei Cangsheng’s omnipresent sword movements nearly swept across every inch of Christina. Yet from start to finish, she couldn’t locate his true body, her eyes growing increasingly impatient.

Wei Cangsheng continued, “Zhou Bai, you are the same, trapped by the sights and sounds of this era, bound by the era itself, limited by your own environment, thus unable to see the truth.”

In the midst of torrential rain, over ten more shadows emerged from the water, transforming into Rain Sword Qi that slashed towards Christina’s back, neck, thighs, and more.

Amidst the crackling explosions, Christina withstood all the attacks. She shook her hand and dispersed all the rain within a hundred meters, frustratedly exclaiming, “What exactly are you trying to say?”

Facing the state of Wei Cangsheng that seemed merged with the world, formless and intangible, yet omnipresent, Christina grew increasingly irritated, feeling as if all her efforts were in vain.

Wei Cangsheng’s voice transmitted, “The dream of humans and monsters coexisting peacefully is nothing but your wishful fantasy, just like you cannot see my true form right now.”

On hearing this, Christina’s face showed outright defiance as she bellowed, “Everyone speaks the same language, writes the same words, eats the same food, attends the same schools… why can’t we all get along?!”

Wei Cangsheng: “Because living with them means we will gradually become extinct. Humans and demons… it’s either the east wind prevails over the west wind, or the west wind prevails over the east wind, there never has been any talk of peace. Either we perish or they do.”

Christina: “Can’t we just keep our distance, or prohibit love between humans and demons?”

Wei Cangsheng’s tone was filled with disappointment: “Zhou Bai, if you continue to be bound by the perceptions of this era and remain indulged in your connections with these demons, then I’ll have to take matters into my own hands.”

Christina: “What do you mean?”

Wei Cangsheng sighed: “If we had carried out my strategy to thoroughly cleanse the demons five hundred years ago, we wouldn’t be in this situation today.”

“Now I must do what I should have done five hundred years ago.”

Christina immediately felt waves of intense murderous intent assailing her.

As Wei Cangsheng’s voice grew colder, heavy snow began to fall from the sky. In a blink of an eye, the snow had covered the ground up to the knees, and the sky was completely filled with the blizzard, reducing visibility to less than a meter.

The temperature plummeted rapidly, swiftly reaching minus thirty degrees.

But it wasn’t the temperature that surprised Christina; it was the snowflakes.

Her eyes continuously scanned the falling snowflakes, and in nearly every one, she seemed to see a pair of eyes, the eyes of Wei Cangsheng.

Wei Cangsheng’s voice became colder and more indifferent: “Zhou Bai, if you still don’t understand, then use your life to pave the way for humanity’s future.”

…

On the high platform, Zi Yang True Monarch watched the battle through the projection, nodding inwardly and communicated via telepathy: “Ji Wuchang is, after all, a scion of the Great Xia royal line. Heavenly Sword, Emperor Blade, and Imperial Fist–these three martial arts, even today, are among the pinnacle of legacies.”

Zi Yang True Monarch: “The Heavenly Sword he is using now has the power to control the atmosphere, change the sky, and manipulate the weather–it’s an exceptional martial art.”

“In the past, emperors of Great Xia often used the Heavenly Sword to regulate rivers and weather, ensuring the country had favorable conditions and bountiful harvests year after year. Just this act alone won the emperors immense credibility and greatly stabilized their rule.”

“After all, being well-fed is the most important thing for the common people. When everyone in a country is well-fed and with almost no natural disasters, it naturally enters a golden age.”

“Now, after being twisted by Heavenly Dao, it seems that every strike of the Heavenly Sword’s Sword Qi has taken on a life and consciousness of its own, as if it has come alive, even more terrifying than before.”

Beside him, Greedy Wolf True Monarch commented: “While the Heavenly Sword is powerful, the most formidable martial art of the Great Xia royal line is still the Imperial Fist. The Imperial Fist isn’t an ordinary martial art; it attacks the Primordial Spirit directly with Supreme Fist Intent and manipulates the mind–a truly ultimate martial art.”

“If Ji Wuchang is willing to be ruthless with the Imperial Fist, he can certainly kill Zhou Bai, but I’m afraid he might have other intentions.”

“It seems there’s no need to worry now. Zhou Bai is very strong-willed and is unlikely to be persuaded by Ji Wuchang.” Zi Yang True Monarch said with a confident smile: “Their talk has broken down. Ji Wuchang is going to use the Imperial Fist.”