The elderly man with white hair chuckled and said, "Knowing who I am, you still dare to be so arrogant?"
"So you are really Zhang Xuansu?"
Yang Ge looked him up and down in surprise, then clicked his tongue and exclaimed, "You really know how to live, haven’t you outlasted several generations of turtles by now?"
As if he hadn’t heard the insult, Zhang Xuansu, with an unchanging smile, said, "Want to learn? I can teach you!"
Yang Ge snorted through his nose, "Enough with the pleasantries. I’m very concerned about whether your descendants are colluding with Dongying. Take it seriously, otherwise don’t blame me for not warning you!"
"Another thing, can you tell me why the Heavenly Master’s Mansion has chosen to cause trouble at this time? Could it be that they find me displeasing to the eye? Thinking I’m too prominent and specifically came to teach me a lesson? I don’t recall having any feud with the Heavenly Master’s Mansion."
Zhang Xuansu responded unhurriedly, "I do know about this matter, but why should I tell you?"
Yang Ge pointed to the Cold Moon Precious Blade stuck in the ground, "How about this as a reason? Is this enough? If not, I can add more!"
Zhang Xuansu fell silent for a moment, then said, "Do you know why I pushed for the overthrow of Zhou Tang back in the day?"
Yang Ge nodded slightly, "I heard... was it because the last emperor of Zhou Tang favored Buddhism over Taoism?"
Zhang Xuansu nodded slightly, "It’s the same reason now!"
Yang Ge slowly furrowed his brows, "The current Emperor hasn’t shown any signs of favoring Buddhism over Taoism."
Zhang Xuansu shook his head, "Heavenly secrets must not be revealed."
Upon hearing this, Yang Ge clenched his fists, stood up, and glared furiously as he shouted lowly, "Old man, are you taking me for granted? Shall we fight three hundred rounds first then?"
Zhang Xuansu also became furious, stood up, and shouted with a red face and neck, "Impudent youth, I was being polite because I saw you were young, do you really think I am afraid of you?"
"Come on..."
Yang Ge picked up the Cold Moon Precious Blade, and his energy surged forth like mercury spilling: "Good, I’ve tinkered with something new. I’ll practice on you today!"
Zhang Xuansu’s beard quivered, but he rolled up his sleeves without losing momentum, "Let’s do it. Today, I really need to teach you some respect for the elderly!"
The two leaped up, clashing from treetops and soaring into the high sky with "Bang! Bang! Bang!"
However, unlike the previous times with booming Qi clashing akin to bulls fighting, this time their fight was much quieter, merely the glint of blades and swords sparking in continuous collision...
Yet the danger increased exponentially!
In the distance, a scout from the building dozing atop a large stone with a straw hat jolted awake upon seeing the sword Qi light up in the sky and hurriedly pushed his sleeping companion, "Quick, quick, quick, those two are at it again!"
...
Blades whirled and Qi shook the clouds.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred exchanges had passed, yet neither had gained the upper hand!
But the encounter was enough to send chills down Zhang Xuansu’s spine... Recalling their first encounter, he had completely dominated this junior, yet how much time had passed? This rascal could now hold his own against him in over a hundred exchanges!
Such a talent was truly demonic!
"Old man, warm-up’s over!"
After another exchange, Yang Ge stood in midair, taking a deep breath to regulate his Qi, "Let’s get serious!"
With a sweep of his sleeve, Zhang Xuansu sent thousands of verdant Sword Qi swirling around him, protecting him amidst them like a towering tree standing alone, "Didn’t you say you’d practiced something new? Show me!"
"To say it’s new, not quite, it’s more of an old technique..."
He held the Cold Moon Precious Blade with one arm initially, slowly circling it in front of him, then switched to a two-handed grip.
But even such a simple movement caused a bitter cold wind to suddenly sweep through the air, dimming the sky slightly.
"Hmm?"
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Zhang Xuansu perceived that Yang Ge seemed to transform into a bottomless pit, ceaselessly absorbing the faint murderous intent between heaven and earth and turning it into an even purer and more majestic aura of murder.
With a mix of caution and uncertainty, he asked, "Severe winter?"
Yang Ge responded, "Not just that... snow drifts across the mortal world!"
With his arms raised, he leapt up and from a higher position sliced downward at Zhang Xuansu!
With that slice, thousands of Sword Qi, like an avalanche, cascaded down massively.
Before the Sword Qi arrived, an overwhelmingly regal chill already enveloped Zhang Xuansu.
Tasting the chill, he sensed the confusion and despair of being clad in ripped clothes amid freezing snow, and the trembling sensation of a defenseless person kneeling at the execution ground, awaiting decapitation—the thrill was palpable!
Such complex yet unified layers of murderous intent were simply stunning!
He held his breath and gathered his energy, waving his hand, and thousands of swords Qi instantly formed a crisscrossing Sword Array, confronting the surging wave of Sword Qi, trying to obliterate it.
However, as the Sword Qi storm crashed into the Sword Array, it broke through like a bamboo... No!
Zhang Xuansu saw it clearly, the Sword Qi storm actually froze his Sword Qi before shattering it!
As the Sword Qi storm deluged down, Zhang Xuansu had no choice but to forcibly change his move, taking a deep breath and with a shake of his finger and furiously shouted, "Boundless heavens, thunder purge the demons, Charge!"
Following his words, endless thunderous Sword Qi burst forth.
"Boom!"
Two vast Qi forces collided, and an even colder aura spread along the thunderous Sword Qi.
In an instant, Zhang Xuansu felt as if his thoughts were frozen, and the usually smooth cooperation between his True Qi and Sword Qi experienced a slight delay!