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Xinyang regretted it the moment he finished speaking! Being captured and taken to Yixin Pure Land had already completely exceeded his original plan, so why had he accepted the challenge so impulsively? What should he do now?

So, Xin Yang immediately became timid and stammered, "Emmmm...um...actually, we can just sit down and have a good discussion. There's really no need to resort to violence. Peace is the most important thing for everyone, peace is the most important thing~"

However, Ying ignored Xinyang's quibbles. She placed her hands lightly on the milky white snow. A dazzling flash of lightning flashed, and an exquisite knife handle suddenly appeared. Ying gripped the handle tightly, slowly pulling out the dream buried within.

"I don't think so." Ying's voice was cold and firm, as if leaving no room for negotiation. His eyes revealed a determination that this battle was inevitable.

A murderous aura, as strong as a substance, overwhelmed the world, making people feel as if they were standing in a bloody battlefield. Although Xinyang appeared to be as calm as an old dog on the surface, he was actually panicking inside.

After all, the one standing before him was the God of Thunder! This was a genuine demon! Xin Yang felt completely unsure of his chance against such a powerful being, not even close to being completely certain of victory. But now that things had come to this, he had no choice but to fight.

Xinyang raised his hand and summoned the West Wind Sword. He gripped the hilt tightly, his eyes determined and sharp. "Hmph! Your mind is full of fighting and killing. Fine, then let me completely defeat you first, then we can talk!" With a roar, Xinyang flashed and rushed towards the Thunder God like a ghost.

At this moment, the Thunder God also stood firm, charging towards Xin Yang, sword in hand. In the blink of an eye, the two engaged in close combat, swinging their swords simultaneously, clashing with the force of thunder. In an instant, a resounding, earth-shattering roar echoed as the two weapons collided, sending forth dazzling sparks. Simultaneously, a howling wind swept in, intertwining with the lightning unleashed from the Thunder God's body, creating a thrilling and fierce duel.

After their initial clash, the two had a rough idea of ​​each other's strength. It was clear that this had been merely a probing attack. Ying also began to reassess the seemingly youthful yet exceptionally powerful young man before him. The brief pause didn't last long, and then the two launched another charge.

Xin Yang quickly slashed out several wind blades, which rushed away like lightning, forming a dense attack net. However, this was just a feint, and Xin Yang's figure followed closely behind, rushing towards Ying.

Such tactics might be difficult for the average person to handle, but for Ying, it was child's play. With a simple wave of his hand, the seemingly sharp wind blade vanished into thin air. Immediately afterwards, Ying dodged to the side, deftly avoiding Xinyang's West Wind Sword. Then, with a fierce swing of his weapon, he struck Xinyang with the force of thunder.

Seeing this, Xinyang knew something was wrong and quickly shifted his stance, deploying all his strength to defend himself. He urgently mobilized the surrounding wind elemental power, slightly slowing the speed of Shadow's downward strike, successfully avoiding a direct hit. After escaping danger, Xinyang leaped back repeatedly to widen the gap.

After this brief exchange, the gap in strength between the two began to become apparent. Although their abilities were fairly close, Ying clearly held a clear advantage in terms of combat experience. Furthermore, Xinyang's eagerness to achieve victory had already tipped the scales in Ying's favor.

Xinyang was acutely aware of this. If he continued to play tricks on Ying, he would have little chance of victory. However, if he chose to confront Ying head-on, the battle would likely drag on for a long time, and the outcome would remain uncertain. In this situation, he had only one other tactic left: to use his verbal skills.

After blocking Ying's sword energy, Xin Yang said, "How long are you going to hide here? Do you really think that the puppet you created can perfectly rule on your behalf? Can you please stop being so naive?"

"This has nothing to do with you." Ying showed no intention of stopping.

Seeing this, Xinyang changed direction and continued his rhetoric, "As the god of Inazuma, are you going to watch the people sink into the quagmire of the Eye Hunting Order and remain indifferent? Is this the eternity you are pursuing?" There was a hint of anger and disappointment in his voice.

Ying replied expressionlessly: "The Eye of God is the variable of eternity, and eternity does not need the Eye of God. The Eye Hunting Order is the only way to achieve eternity." Hearing this, Xinyang could no longer suppress the anger in his heart.

Xin Yang roared, "Bullshit!" Ying was visibly startled by the roar, but she quickly regained her composure. Xin Yang continued, "Look at Inazuma now. I don't see a single smile on the faces of the people. Is everyone meant to live aimlessly like the walking dead? Is this the eternity you seek? What's the point of such an eternity?"

Ying's movements slowed down considerably. Seeing this, Xin Yang decided to strike while the iron was hot and continued, "If she were still there, would she allow you to do this? What would Hu Saigong, Yu Chiyo, and Sasahiri think if they knew?"

Meng Xiangyi, who was about to chop at Xinyang's neck, stopped, and Xinyang finally felt relieved.

"Did the Son of God tell you all this?"

Xinyang ignored Ying's words and said, "Grow up, Ying. Losing something isn't scary. What's important is being able to wake up in time and make corrections, rather than blindly avoiding reality and not daring to face it. What's more, you're now Inazuma's god, and you have the responsibility of Inazuma's millions of people on your shoulders!"

The fierce murderous intent in Ying's eyes had disappeared, replaced by deep regret and self-blame: "Yes, it's all my fault... My sister was worried about my safety. She knew she was not good at fighting, but she still resolutely went to Kanreya alone. At the same time, Inazuma was attacked by monsters, and those former close friends threw themselves into the battlefield without hesitation, defending Inazuma's peace with their lives. But what about me? What did I do? If I had chosen to stay in Inazuma, at least I could ensure their safety and not let their lives be in vain; if I could rush to Kanreya as soon as possible, maybe there would be a chance to save Zhen's life. However, I failed to do all these. It was because of my naivety and immaturity that my sister eventually died in my arms, and they were also corrupted by the monsters. I failed to protect anyone... I only hid away and escaped reality." Before he finished speaking, a few crystal tears welled up in Ying's eyes.