Ling Tian Sword God

In the midst of those horrified gazes, the terrible sword unleashed by the Sword Demon of the Previous Era relentlessly slashed toward that Holy Monk’s illusion.

Only to see that Holy Monk’s illusion suddenly raise its hands, using a pair of Buddha arms to receive that Sword Light.

The two astonishingly tall illusions collided heavily under the extremely solemn gazes of the onlookers!

Boom!

At the moment of impact, an extremely terrifying shockwave swept out, the ground cracked densely, but thanks to the array formation protection within Spirit Mountain, otherwise, whether this mountaintop could withstand the clash of King Level powers would be uncertain.

Within sight, that incredible Sword Light descended, the two illusions dispersed.

In that instant, both Wei Wuxian and the King of Golden Buddha were violently blasted away, even as powerful as the King of Golden Buddha, he couldn’t help but spew a mouthful of blood, the golden light on his body dimmed.

However, Wei Wuxian’s condition was worse than the King of Golden Buddha, his face was extremely pale, veins bulging, with strands of blood seeping out from his blood vessels, making his whole body look bloodied and mangled.

"Breaking through the defenses of the King of Golden Buddha, this youth is indeed terrifying!"

The other three Youth Kings all slightly fixed their gaze, watching Wei Wuxian with eyes filled with solemnity.

"Although he broke through the Buddha Emperor Golden Body of the King of Golden Buddha, his body has reached its limit."

On the western throne, the King of Snowy Night saw through Wei Wuxian’s bodily conditions, that last sword had already surpassed the limits, tearing most of Wei Wuxian’s meridians, he now likely lacks the strength to compete with the King of Golden Buddha.

Even if Wei Wuxian is still extraordinary, this battle remains a slight victory for the King of Golden Buddha.

Victory in cultivation, victory in heritage.

At this moment, the King of Golden Buddha felt somewhat somber, unexpected that as a Youth King, dealing with a young junior required suppressing the opponent with cultivation and heritage, simply disgraceful.

However, winning is better than losing, even if it’s somewhat unworthy, but he has indeed won, secured the youth king’s position, a little more and he would have been unseated.

"Boy, you are indeed strong, but unfortunately, this year’s king’s position is not for you, come again next year."

The King of Golden Buddha stared at Wei Wuxian, then raised his palm, gathering a vast True Qi into the center of his palm, abruptly tightening his fist, and charging fearlessly towards Wei Wuxian with a dazzling punch!

The battle has gone on long enough, it should end!

"Honorable in defeat."

The Free and Unrestrained Marquis, with hands behind his back, casually uttered these four words.

Even though Wei Wuxian lost, everyone witnessed the battle, his defeat was not humiliating, come next year, Wei Wuxian will surely secure a king’s position!

"Who says this battle is over?"

However, just as the King of Golden Buddha’s punch was about to reach Wei Wuxian, the latter suddenly raised his head, a hint of madness surfaced in his eyes, "King of Golden Buddha, you are the one who lost!"

"What?"

The King of Golden Buddha was startled, his surprise wasn’t at Wei Wuxian’s words, but at the aura bursting from Wei Wuxian, clearly a body like a candle in the wind, now seems reinvigorated, Wei Wuxian’s aura suddenly surged!

His Long Sword also renewed with astonishing brilliance, as if returning to life, counterattacking towards the King of Golden Buddha!

"Ten Thousand Buddhas Bow Reverently!"

The King of Golden Buddha undoubtedly would not retreat, instead, he pushed his True Qi to the extreme. Since Wei Wuxian refused to face reality, then he’ll beat him until he does!

The mighty fist strength contained immense power, as though infused with the power of countless Buddhas, annihilating all Evil Cultivators.

"Demon Way—True King’s Sword!"

Wei Wuxian similarly roared, unleashing a sword of unprecedented strength, this sword, as if it doesn’t belong to this world, seemingly from Hell, a terrifying swordsmanship from Hell.

Slash!

Sword qi in an unstoppable manner hit the golden fist strength of the King of Golden Buddha, in a blink of an eye, splitting the fist strength in two, remaining sword qi thundered onto the King of Golden Buddha, shattering his golden Protective True Qi into fragments.

However solid the defense, now declared to be collapsing, the King of Golden Buddha spewed another mouthful of blood, his robe shredded into strips, flying hundreds of meters away in embarrassment.

After sending the King of Golden Buddha flying, Wei Wuxian stabbed his sword into the ground, supporting his shaky body, now truly reaching a point of exhaustion, not a shred of strength left within.

Slash!

Opposite, the King of Golden Buddha spewed another mouthful of blood, one foot kneeling on the ground, barely supporting his body, he tried to stand again but as he rose, he knelt once more, coughing violently.

With Wei Wuxian’s last sword, his Buddha Emperor Golden Body was completely breached, his innards suffered varying degrees of injuries, now it’s a miracle he can still stand here.

Seeing the dismal state of the King of Golden Buddha, many in the younger generation couldn’t help but take a deep breath, the King of Golden Buddha, one of the four Youth Kings, now unexpectedly became so battered in an instant.

"He has already begun to grasp the essence of a Sword Devil."

Ling Chen stared unwaveringly at the slim swordsman figure in the arena, if previously Wei Wuxian merely bore the aura of the Sword Devil, a descendant of the Sword Demon, now the title of Sword Devil is truly befitting.

At this moment, on the distant high stage, the judges of the Nine Sects Grand Meeting exchanged glances, the scene before them makes it hard to determine victory or defeat.

At this juncture, clearly neither Wei Wuxian nor the King of Golden Buddha has the strength to continue fighting.

If deciding who surpassed whom, it would be a matter of perspective, a challenge to conclude.

"This round will remain unjudged, concluded as a draw."

The White Robed Swordsman pondered for a moment before speaking to the others.

Upon hearing this, the judges first hesitated, then nodded one after another, indeed, ending this round as a draw, each has a gauge of their strength, both Wei Wuxian and the King of Golden Buddha’s prowess, they clearly understood, without a clear victor, there’s no need to hastily decide on a winner.

Having resolved the outcome, the White Robed Swordsman conveyed the draw result to Spirit Mountain Peak, announcing it to everyone.

"A draw, is it?"

Ling Chen was also a bit surprised at this result, such a kingly duel seldom ends as a draw, yet the current battle between Wei Wuxian and the King of Golden Buddha indeed felt evenly matched.

A draw, nonetheless, aligns with reason.

"A draw..."

The crowd couldn’t help but discuss, no one anticipated that the King of Golden Buddha and Wei Wuxian, in the end, would conclude as a draw.

Contending equally with an established Youth King, this Wei Wuxian is truly a terrifying fellow...

After this battle, Wei Wuxian might not have become a Youth King, yet he’s destined to gain fame worldwide.

"Wei Wuxian has already showcased his strength, now perhaps it’s my turn."

Ling Chen lifted his gaze, locking onto the white-haired man on the northern throne, a spark of brilliance surged in his eyes, the opponent he chose is none other than the King of Snowy Night!