Ice apocalypse, I hoard tens of billions of supplies

Within the arena composed of endless ice-blue sword blades, time seemed to stretch out.

The confrontation between Zhang Yi and Ying Hui had been going on for an unknown period of time, with countless collisions filling the air with an atmosphere of tension and destruction.

The battle between the two White Knight-level superhumans took place in this area covered by the oppressive aura of the demon god; otherwise, in another location, the surrounding area would have long been barren.

The antimatter flowing through the Dark Realm can devour everything, including the Shadow's incredibly powerful and massive sword storm.

One force can overcome all methods. Shadow's attack method is very simple, but Storm is always all-pervasive and combines offense and defense. For a time, Zhang Yi could not find a good way to break through.

But Zhang Yi wasn't in a hurry; he was an extremely patient hunter.

Ying Hui's body, covered in heavy armor, undulated slightly, and the crimson light beneath his mask flickered erratically.

He gripped the massive cross-shaped sword in his hand, his heart surging with unprecedented turmoil.

This young man from Earth, whose superpower index was clearly far lower than his, was like a slippery fish, whose every attack seemed to be anticipated by his opponent, allowing him to dodge or block it precisely.

His signature earth-shattering strikes often only managed to shatter the afterimages left by Zhang Yi, or were quietly annihilated by the eerie dark energy.

Am I really getting old?

An unprecedented thought, like a venomous snake, burrowed into Yinghui's ancient mind.

Has it been sleeping in this forgotten corner for too long that it can't even easily defeat a junior?

Do not!

Is it because this forest has absorbed too much power, or... has such a terrifying monster been born in this era?

His pride wouldn't allow him to admit weakness, but the frustration of a prolonged stalemate and a barely perceptible sense of powerlessness were quietly eroding his fighting spirit.

In contrast, Zhang Yi, though his breathing was also slightly rapid, still maintained a calm and icy gaze.

The myriad forces surrounding him acted like the most loyal bulwark, completely blocking the aftershocks of Shadow's attack.

The illusory image of the second hand in his left eye slowly shifted, revealing countless possibilities for the next five seconds.

Unable to break through the opponent's sword storm?

What's the rush? Every living thing has its weaknesses. He's probably the only exception.

Standing in an invincible position of absolute defense and foresight, Zhang Yi calmly observed his opponent, analyzed every detail of the opponent's power operation, and searched for that fleeting flaw that even Ying Hui himself might not have noticed.

The disparity in strength is an objective fact, but the outcome of a battle is never just a contest of data.

Zhang Yi silently thought to himself, "The Shadowless Sword is full of destruction and violence, but it lacks... a trace of agility, a trace of the determination to seek change in desperate situations."

He was bound by his own power and his past.

Having been sealed in the Dark Sun Forest for nearly a thousand years, his spiritual world had decayed, and his movements had become sluggish due to his infrequent sword practice.

Yinghui, you've grown old!

"Ho!"

The frustration of the prolonged battle finally caused Yinghui to gradually lose patience.

He had never felt so uncomfortable before; it was as if his opponent had anticipated every single one of his attacks.

No matter how he tried, he couldn't catch up with his opponent.

With spatial teleportation, he can freely travel within a range of 4500 meters at a time. As long as he avoids the eye of the storm, which is the most powerful attack of his sword storm, Shadow Shadow cannot break through Zhang Yi's defense at all.

Despite possessing greater attack power and a thousand years of combat experience, he was still easily evaded by his opponent's attacks time and time again.

This feeling made Yinghui angry!

He could not tolerate his dignity being challenged!

Ying Hui let out a roar that shook the mountains, and a massive amount of dark energy surged out of his body like a volcanic eruption!

He raised the massive cross-shaped sword high with both hands, the blade trembling violently and emitting a piercing hum, as if it could not withstand the immense power.

"Blade of Shadow Destroys Heaven and Earth!"

He roared and plunged his cross-shaped sword into the ground beneath his feet! No, not just plunged, but rather pierced the framework of reality with the power of destruction!

Rumble——!

The entire Infinite Sword Domain trembled violently, as if it might collapse at any moment.

Centered on Yinghui, an unprecedented and more violent storm of swords was born!

This is not a horizontal tornado, but rather a black sphere that is constantly expanding and composed of countless physical sword shadows and destructive energy!

On the surface of the sphere, countless blades spun and cut wildly, emitting a shriek powerful enough to tear apart the soul. Wherever they passed, space was ripped open with fine black marks, as if even nothingness itself was about to be shredded into pieces!

This is Ying Hui's ultimate strike, a desperate attempt to wipe Zhang Yi and his sword domain from the world!

A terrifying storm of sword blades instantly surrounded Zhang Yi!

The vast, endless sword domain was shaken to the point of collapse by the powerful sword pressure. Zhang Yi was fast enough, but even his spatial traversal could not prevent him from being enveloped by the rapidly expanding sword storm!

"This old bastard is starting to fight me to the death!"

Zhang Yi was forced all the way to the edge of the Endless Sword Domain, where he had nowhere to escape.

However, there was no trace of fear in his eyes.

"That's exactly what I've been waiting for!"

The three thousand dimensional gates surrounding Zhang Yi suddenly contracted, encircling him in layers.

The most powerful defensive capability known to exist in this world has been fully unleashed by Zhang Yi!

In an instant, the terrifying, enormous black sword storm connected heaven and earth, crushing down and colliding fiercely with all things in the universe!

The layers upon layers of dimensional gates constructed from all things in the universe, for the first time, let out a mournful cry of being overwhelmed by this ultimate destructive power!

Click! Click! Click!

A series of sounds, like glass shattering, rang out. The outermost dozens or even hundreds of dimensional gates turned to dust the moment they came into contact with the storm of sword blades!

The storm continued its relentless advance, tearing apart and annihilating spatial barriers one after another!

Inside the shadow space, everyone watched with trepidation.

Fatty Xu's face turned pale, Uncle You clenched his fists, and Zhou Ke'er covered her mouth.

They could clearly "see" that Zhang Yi's defenses were being rapidly depleted!

One dimensional gate after another shattered, swirling in the air like crystal shards, creating a distorted, shimmering light.

Finally, as the destructive storm's energy gradually dissipated and subsided, Zhang Yi's figure reappeared.

The aura of myriad phenomena surrounding him had dimmed considerably. According to the rapid statistics from the internal system, a full tenth of his dimensional gates had been destroyed in that single attack!