rén jiàn hé yī ！
人剑合一！
Harmony between Man and Sword!
rú tiān wài fēi xiān ， shā dào le bái hǔ de miàn qián 。
如天外飞仙，杀到了白虎的面前。
Like a celestial immortal flying from the heavens, Lin Xuan's sword arrived before Bai Hu. The风采 of that single strike was indescribable; it even had elements that Lin Xuan found hard to comprehend.
nà yī jiàn de fēng cǎi ， nán yǐ yán yù ， jū rán yǒu zhe yī xiē lín xuān yě wú fǎ lǐ jiě de dōng xī 。
那一剑的风采，难以言喻，居然有着一些林轩也无法理解的东西。
"Whoosh..."
“ sī ……”
“嘶……”
Lin Xuan couldn't help but take in a sharp breath as he marveled at it. After all, he was no longer the same as before; he had advanced to mid-transcendence stage and could now dominate the Three Realms across time and space! What kind of experts hadn’t he seen? Even Huangquan Ghost Mother fell to his hands.
lín xuān zài jīng yà zhī yú ， bù yóu de dào xī le yī kǒu liáng qì 。
林轩在惊讶之余，不由得倒吸了一口凉气。
The promotion from demon essence and second yuan婴 further enhanced his strength, making him a formidable force in the cultivation world. This was no exaggeration; while he still couldn't match the top tier in the Three Realms, compared to scattered immortals or true demons, there was still a gap. But here, in the cultivation world, he could be considered a ruler.
yào zhī dào rú jīn de tā ， yǐ shì jīn fēi xī bǐ ， dù jié zhōng qī ， fàng yǎn sān jiè ， zòng héng jīn gǔ ， nà yě kě chēng zhī wèi yī fāng bà zhǔ ！
要知道如今的他，已是今非昔比，渡劫中期，放眼三界，纵横今古，那也可称之为一方霸主！
Yet, something beyond his understanding had appeared before him—a phenomenon that left Lin Xuan speechless and amazed.
shén me gāo shǒu tā bù céng jiàn guò ？
什么高手他不曾见过？
The former Asura King had truly been extraordinary, as evident from Moon’s performance. She hadn’t relied on any source of power or divine artifacts; how did she manage to boost her strength so dramatically in such a short time?
biàn shì huáng quán guǐ mǔ ， yì zài zì jǐ de shǒu zhōng yǐn hèn yǔn luò 。
便是黄泉鬼母，亦在自己的手中饮恨陨落。
It was almost beyond reason, but the technique was indeed too powerful. If Lin Xuan were in Bai Hu's position, he might not have been able to withstand it either.
yāo dān yǔ dì èr yuán yīng de jìn jí ， gèng ràng tā de shí lì zài cǐ jī chǔ shàng jīn fēi xī bǐ ！
妖丹与第二元婴的晋级，更让他的实力在此基础上今非昔比！
This wasn't mere boasting. The power of this move was overwhelming and incomprehensible, akin to the True Spirit Sword Art. Even deities couldn’t resist; what could a true spirit do?
zhè kě bú shì hú yán luàn yǔ 。
这可不是胡言乱语。
Lin Xuan paused his actions, no longer using the Nine Palace Momentary Technique or the Immortal Sword Diagram. It wasn’t arrogance but rather a concern that his attack might interfere with Moon’s strategy.
chéng rán ， hái gòu bù shàng sān jiè dǐng jí ， yǔ sàn xiān yāo wáng ， huò zhě zhēn mó shǐ zǔ xiāng jiào ， hái yǒu chā jù 。
诚然，还够不上三界顶级，与散仙妖王，或者真魔始祖相较，还有差距。
This strike was indeed a decisive blow. If Bai Hu hadn't fallen into madness and focused all his energy on defending, there might have been a slim chance to dodge it. But now...
dàn zài xiū xiān jiè ， yǐ kě chēng de shàng hū fēng huàn yǔ 。
但在修仙界，已可称得上呼风唤雨。
Lin Xuan was certain; Bai Hu's fate was sealed.
rán ér rú jīn ， jū rán chū xiàn le zì jǐ yě kàn bù dǒng de dōng xī 。
然而如今，居然出现了自己也看不懂的东西。
With Lin Xuan's character, he had the confidence to make such a prediction. He simply put away his treasures, resting his hand on his forehead in a relaxed manner, waiting for the outcome.
bù kě sī yì ！
不可思议！
Sizzle…
lín xuān cuò è zhī yú ， xīn zhōng gèng duō de shì zàn tàn zhī yì 。
林轩错愕之余，心中更多的是赞叹之意。
The dark sky, like spilled ink, grew pitch-black despite the sun still shining. The weather was gloomy and foreboding, as if a storm was brewing.
xī rì ā xiū luó wáng ràng sān jiè shè fú ， guǒ rán shì yǒu zhe guò rén zhī chù 。
昔日阿修罗王让三界慑服，果然是有着过人之处。
As expected in such conditions at sea, but now it felt different.
jiù ná yǎn qián de yuè ér lái shuō ， jì méi yǒu diǎn rán běn yuán zhī huǒ ， yě méi yǒu jiè zhòng shén me liǎo bù dé de bǎo wù ， wèi hé jiù néng zài qǐng kè zhī jiān ràng shí lì bào zhǎng ne ？
就拿眼前的月儿来说，既没有点燃本源之火，也没有借重什么了不得的宝物，为何就能在顷刻之间让实力暴涨呢？
Suddenly, a lightning bolt split the sky, silver snakes dancing. At the same time, a sword light shone even more brightly than the lightning.
shuō wéi fǎn cháng lǐ yě bù wèi guò 。
说违反常理也不为过。
Moon’s sword aimed directly for Bai Hu's head. Her beauty like jade, her sword like snow.
dàn zhè yī zhāo què shí tài shén qí le 。
但这一招确实太神奇了。
The angle of this strike was incredibly sharp, seemingly imbued with cosmic laws yet ordinary in appearance. In any case, its intent was beyond Lin Xuan's comprehension, reaching a state of simplicity and purity.
lín xuān zì tǎo ， ruò shì yǔ bái hǔ yì dì ér chǔ ， wèi bì biàn néng gòu dǐ dǎng huò shì duǒ guò 。
林轩自讨，若是与白虎易地而处，未必便能够抵挡或是躲过。
Roar!
zhè kě bú shì zài jiǎo qíng shén me ， zhè yī zhāo wēi néng páng bó ， yǐ dào le lìng rén nán yǐ suǒ jiě de chéng dù ， yǔ zhēn líng huà jiàn jué xiāng chà fǎng fú ， dōu kě yǐ kān chēng shì shì xiān de fǎ shù 。
这可不是在矫情什么，这一招威能磅礴，已到了令人难以索解的程度，与真灵化剑诀相差仿佛，都可以堪称是弑仙的法术。
Bai Hu’s fur stood on end as his body bristled. It had indeed fallen into madness, but instinctively knew it was a matter of life and death. It couldn’t sit idly by.
xiān rén shàng dǐ dǎng bú zhù ， qū qū yí gè zhēn líng yòu néng rú zhī nài hé 。
仙人尚抵挡不住，区区一个真灵又能如之奈何。
Opening its blood-filled maw, a golden light shot out like an arrow from a powerful bow, streaking towards Moon at incredible speed.
lín xuān shèn zhì yǐ jīng tíng xià le shǒu lǐ de dòng zuò ， bù zài qū shǐ jiǔ gōng xū yú yǔ xiān jiàn tú ， dào bú shì tuō dà de yuán gù 。 ér shì gēn běn yòng bù zhe ， huò zhě zhèng què de shuō ， tā dān xīn zì jǐ de gōng jī ， huì duì yuè ér qǐ dào gān rǎo de xiào guǒ ， nòng qiǎo chéng zhuō 。
林轩甚至已经停下了手里的动作，不再驱使九宫须臾与仙剑图，倒不是托大的缘故。而是根本用不着，或者正确的说，他担心自己的攻击，会对月儿起到干扰的效果，弄巧成拙。
This wasn't just any spell; it was the essence of his true spirit, infused with his understanding of cosmic laws, making it incredibly potent. Even late-stage cultivators would hesitate to face such power head-on.
yǎn qián de yī jì gōng jī ， shuō shì jué shā yě méi yǒu cuò 。
眼前的一记攻击，说是绝杀也没有错。
This was Bai Hu's secret technique, rarely used due to its immense cost. Defeating a formidable opponent might come at the expense of significant energy depletion, akin to cutting off one’s own arm to kill an enemy.
ruò bái hǔ méi yǒu zǒu huǒ rù mó ， qiě quán shēn xīn yìng fù ， yě xǔ hái yǒu nà me yī sī de jī huì néng gòu duǒ guò ， zhì yú xiàn zài shén me ……
若白虎没有走火入魔，且全身心应付，也许还有那么一丝的机会能够躲过，至于现在什么……
Now pushed to the brink, it had no choice but to use it. The golden light streaked like lightning, reaching Moon in an instant.
lín xuān kě yǐ kěn dìng 。 tā yǐ shì zài jié nán táo le 。
林轩可以肯定。它已是在劫难逃了。
But Moon didn’t dodge; her face showed no signs of fear or pain. It was as if she hadn't noticed the attack at all.
yǐ lín xuān de xìng gé ， jì rán gǎn zuò chū zhè yàng de tuī cè ， nà zì rán shì yǒu shí zú de bǎ wò 。
以林轩的性格，既然敢做出这样的推测，那自然是有十足的把握。
This composure was truly remarkable.
suǒ yǐ tā gān cuì shōu le bǎo wù ， yǐ shǒu fǔ é ， yī fù yōu xián zì dé de biǎo qíng 。 děng dài qǐ zuì hòu de jié guǒ 。
所以他干脆收了宝物，以手抚额，一副悠闲自得的表情。等待起最后的结果。
Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, ready to summon the Azure Turtle Dragon Armor Shield but paused. The two Cloudy Peak disciples were already bowing in reverence.
cī lā ……
刺啦……
Indeed, they bowed down; Moon clearly wasn’t reacting out of lack of time but disdain for such an attack.
qī hēi de tiān mù ， rú mò zhī pō luò ， hēi yā yā de ， tài yáng míng míng méi yǒu là xià shān pō ， tiān sè què yǐ hūn àn dào le jí chù ， yīn yún mì bù 。
漆黑的天幕，如墨汁泼落，黑压压的，太阳明明没有落下山坡，天色却已昏暗到了极处，阴云密布。
Was she being too overconfident?
shān yǔ yù lái fēng mǎn lóu 。
山雨欲来风满楼。
A true spirit’s strike was no trivial matter, let alone a secret technique.
zhè yàng de tiān qì ， zài hǎi shàng 。 yuán běn shì jí cháng jiàn de 。
这样的天气，在海上。原本是极常见的。
The answer soon came. The golden light didn't block or deflect; it easily pierced through Moon's body, leaving a large wound on her chest.
rán ér cǐ kè ， què yǒu suǒ bù tóng 。
然而此刻，却有所不同。
Such injuries would have been fatal to any cultivator—meat and essence alike—but Moon showed no signs of pain, her hand holding the sword steady as if nothing had happened.
tū rán ， yī dào shǎn diàn huà pò cāng qióng ， dàn jiàn yín shé luàn wǔ 。 yǔ cǐ tóng shí ， yī dào jiàn guāng ， què bǐ nà dào shǎn diàn hái yào liàng lì xǔ duō 。
突然，一道闪电划破苍穹，但见银蛇乱舞。与此同时，一道剑光，却比那道闪电还要亮丽许多。
Bai Hu was momentarily stunned. Was this woman just an illusion?
yuè ér yī jiàn zhí zhǐ bái hǔ de tóu lú 。
月儿一剑直指白虎的头颅。
No, the terrifying intent of the sword couldn’t be fake.
rén měi rú yù ， jiàn guāng shì xuě 。
人美如玉，剑光似雪。
How could she survive such a severe injury unscathed?
zhè yī jiàn de jiǎo dù 。 gèng shì diāo zuān dào le jí chù 。
这一剑的角度。更是刁钻到了极处。
Bai Hu’s mind reeled; there was no time to think further.
qí zhōng sì hū yùn yù yǒu tiān dì fǎ zé ， sì hū yòu zhǐ shì hěn píng cháng de gōng fu 。
其中似乎蕴育有天地法则，似乎又只是很平常的功夫。
Failing once, it tried again, raising its paws and striking Moon with all its might. At this close range, even breaking through space was within its reach. The opponent's power couldn’t be underestimated in such a melee.
zǒng ér yán zhī 。 zhè yī jiàn de jiàn yì ， lián lín xuān dōu kàn bù dǒng ， dào le fǎn pú guī zhēn de chéng dù 。
总而言之。这一剑的剑意，连林轩都看不懂，到了返璞归真的程度。
It aimed to shatter Moon’s soul.
hǒu ！
吼！
But a gust of cold wind blew away Bai Hu’s paws before they could make contact. The sword’s intent had already cut them off.
bái hǔ hán máo dào shù ， shēn shàng de máo fà ， gèng shì gēn gēn lì qǐ lái le 。
白虎寒毛倒竖，身上的毛发，更是根根立起来了。
Bai Hu was shocked, but it was too late to dodge. Moon moved like a ghost, her sword piercing its head as it froze mid-air.
bù cuò ， tā shì zǒu huǒ rù mó ， lián shén zhì dōu bù tài qīng chǔ ， dàn běn néng yě zhī dào dào le shēng sǐ yōu guān de yī kè ， zì rán bù kě néng zuò yǐ dài bì de 。
不错，它是走火入魔，连神智都不太清楚，但本能也知道到了生死攸关的一刻，自然不可能坐以待毙的。
Moon withdrew immediately after the strike, not lingering in battle. She vanished into the distance, leaving Bai Hu's aura weakening rapidly.
zhāng kāi xuè pén dà kǒu ， yī dào jīn guāng pēn shè ér chū ， rú bèi qiáng gōng yìng nǔ fā shè ， yǐ ròu yǎn nán jiàn de sù dù ， xiàng jìn zài zhǐ chǐ de yuè ér jī shè ér qù le 。
张开血盆大口，一道金光喷射而出，如被强弓硬弩发射，以肉眼难见的速度，像近在咫尺的月儿激射而去了。
In fact, it wasn’t weakening; it had returned to normal, early-transcendence stage. Unlike igniting one’s source of power and forcefully boosting their energy, Moon showed no signs of discomfort.
nà kě bú shì shén me pǔ tōng de fǎ shù 。
那可不是什么普通的法术。
Her vitality was restored, a feat beyond comprehension.
ér shì chún cuì de běn mìng zhēn yuán níng jié ér chéng de ， qí zhōng hái dài zhe tā duì tiān dì fǎ zé de gǎn wù 。
而是纯粹的本命真元凝结而成的，其中还带着他对天地法则的感悟。
Looking at the distant Bai Hu, he seemed like a stone statue. A drop of blood emerged from his head as all its pressure dissipated. Then, a streak of light flew out of his body—no, it wasn’t an essence; true spirits didn't have such things. It was the spirit fire.
wēi lì zì rán shì fēi tóng xiǎo kě 。
威力自然是非同小可。
The White Tiger had fallen!
nǎ pà dù jié hòu qī de xiū xiān zhě ， ruò wú jué duì de bǎ wò ， yě bú huì yuàn yì zhí yīng qí fēng 。
哪怕渡劫后期的修仙者，若无绝对的把握，也不会愿意直缨其锋。
Postscript: I Am Ashamed, Fantengyu is truly ashamed. I will post three chapters tomorrow and promise not to break my word again!
Harmony between Man and Sword!
Like a celestial immortal flying from the heavens, Lin Xuan's sword arrived before Bai Hu. The风采 of that single strike was indescribable; it even had elements that Lin Xuan found hard to comprehend.
"Whoosh..."
Lin Xuan couldn't help but take in a sharp breath as he marveled at it. After all, he was no longer the same as before; he had advanced to mid-transcendence stage and could now dominate the Three Realms across time and space! What kind of experts hadn’t he seen? Even Huangquan Ghost Mother fell to his hands.
The promotion from demon essence and second yuan婴 further enhanced his strength, making him a formidable force in the cultivation world. This was no exaggeration; while he still couldn't match the top tier in the Three Realms, compared to scattered immortals or true demons, there was still a gap. But here, in the cultivation world, he could be considered a ruler.
Yet, something beyond his understanding had appeared before him—a phenomenon that left Lin Xuan speechless and amazed.
The former Asura King had truly been extraordinary, as evident from Moon’s performance. She hadn’t relied on any source of power or divine artifacts; how did she manage to boost her strength so dramatically in such a short time?
It was almost beyond reason, but the technique was indeed too powerful. If Lin Xuan were in Bai Hu's position, he might not have been able to withstand it either.
This wasn't mere boasting. The power of this move was overwhelming and incomprehensible, akin to the True Spirit Sword Art. Even deities couldn’t resist; what could a true spirit do?
Lin Xuan paused his actions, no longer using the Nine Palace Momentary Technique or the Immortal Sword Diagram. It wasn’t arrogance but rather a concern that his attack might interfere with Moon’s strategy.
This strike was indeed a decisive blow. If Bai Hu hadn't fallen into madness and focused all his energy on defending, there might have been a slim chance to dodge it. But now...
Lin Xuan was certain; Bai Hu's fate was sealed.
With Lin Xuan's character, he had the confidence to make such a prediction. He simply put away his treasures, resting his hand on his forehead in a relaxed manner, waiting for the outcome.
Sizzle…
The dark sky, like spilled ink, grew pitch-black despite the sun still shining. The weather was gloomy and foreboding, as if a storm was brewing.
As expected in such conditions at sea, but now it felt different.
Suddenly, a lightning bolt split the sky, silver snakes dancing. At the same time, a sword light shone even more brightly than the lightning.
Moon’s sword aimed directly for Bai Hu's head. Her beauty like jade, her sword like snow.
The angle of this strike was incredibly sharp, seemingly imbued with cosmic laws yet ordinary in appearance. In any case, its intent was beyond Lin Xuan's comprehension, reaching a state of simplicity and purity.
Roar!
Bai Hu’s fur stood on end as his body bristled. It had indeed fallen into madness, but instinctively knew it was a matter of life and death. It couldn’t sit idly by.
Opening its blood-filled maw, a golden light shot out like an arrow from a powerful bow, streaking towards Moon at incredible speed.
This wasn't just any spell; it was the essence of his true spirit, infused with his understanding of cosmic laws, making it incredibly potent. Even late-stage cultivators would hesitate to face such power head-on.
This was Bai Hu's secret technique, rarely used due to its immense cost. Defeating a formidable opponent might come at the expense of significant energy depletion, akin to cutting off one’s own arm to kill an enemy.
Now pushed to the brink, it had no choice but to use it. The golden light streaked like lightning, reaching Moon in an instant.
But Moon didn’t dodge; her face showed no signs of fear or pain. It was as if she hadn't noticed the attack at all.
This composure was truly remarkable.
Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows, ready to summon the Azure Turtle Dragon Armor Shield but paused. The two Cloudy Peak disciples were already bowing in reverence.
Indeed, they bowed down; Moon clearly wasn’t reacting out of lack of time but disdain for such an attack.
Was she being too overconfident?
A true spirit’s strike was no trivial matter, let alone a secret technique.
The answer soon came. The golden light didn't block or deflect; it easily pierced through Moon's body, leaving a large wound on her chest.
Such injuries would have been fatal to any cultivator—meat and essence alike—but Moon showed no signs of pain, her hand holding the sword steady as if nothing had happened.
Bai Hu was momentarily stunned. Was this woman just an illusion?
No, the terrifying intent of the sword couldn’t be fake.
How could she survive such a severe injury unscathed?
Bai Hu’s mind reeled; there was no time to think further.
Failing once, it tried again, raising its paws and striking Moon with all its might. At this close range, even breaking through space was within its reach. The opponent's power couldn’t be underestimated in such a melee.
It aimed to shatter Moon’s soul.
But a gust of cold wind blew away Bai Hu’s paws before they could make contact. The sword’s intent had already cut them off.
Bai Hu was shocked, but it was too late to dodge. Moon moved like a ghost, her sword piercing its head as it froze mid-air.
Moon withdrew immediately after the strike, not lingering in battle. She vanished into the distance, leaving Bai Hu's aura weakening rapidly.
In fact, it wasn’t weakening; it had returned to normal, early-transcendence stage. Unlike igniting one’s source of power and forcefully boosting their energy, Moon showed no signs of discomfort.
Her vitality was restored, a feat beyond comprehension.
Looking at the distant Bai Hu, he seemed like a stone statue. A drop of blood emerged from his head as all its pressure dissipated. Then, a streak of light flew out of his body—no, it wasn’t an essence; true spirits didn't have such things. It was the spirit fire.
The White Tiger had fallen!
Postscript: I Am Ashamed, Fantengyu is truly ashamed. I will post three chapters tomorrow and promise not to break my word again!