368 Mirror Image

The moment the two sword energies collided, the world trembled. A violent wind swept across hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers and it turned into dust in an instant.

Such a huge commotion instantly attracted countless people's attention.

"What happened there?"

"What a huge commotion. Could it be that some rare treasure has appeared?"

For a moment, everyone's attention was attracted as they guessed what had happened there.

At this moment, in the center of the battlefield, a cyclone formed by the collision of sword energy surrounded the two people on the battlefield. The fluctuations of the battle became more and more turbulent. The powerful impact instantly separated the two of them.

"Pfft…"

Lin Qingzhu's beautiful face turned pale. She spat out a mouthful of blood and her condition weakened. With a cold gaze, she wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stood up with difficulty. She looked at Gongsun Baiyu in the distance. His current state was extremely bad.

His flawless white clothes were completely torn apart at this moment. His hair was disheveled and his body was covered in blood.

"Urgh…"

Gongsun Baiyu spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale. The Xuanyuan Sword was inserted into the ground, supporting his broken body with difficulty. His limbs were trembling, and his eyes were filled with confusion and disbelief.

"No… I can't lose. Why? I reached the top of the Immortal Ancient's peerless throne nine times and experienced thousands of tribulations to cultivate this Dao. How could I lose?"

Gongsun Baiyu roared indignantly. He looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand and let out an incompetent rage.

"I have the Xuanyuan Sword. It's impossible for anyone in this world to defeat me. This is absolutely impossible."

He had gone completely crazy with extreme anger and revenge. He stood up again, his eyes red as if he had been possessed.

Lin Qingzhu looked at him coldly and said, "How laughable. What you rely on is only the Xuanyuan Sword in your hand. All your confidence comes from this sword, but you forgot that the swordsman himself is a person, not a sword.

"My master once told me that the key to victory in a true battle is not the sword, but the person holding the sword. Your obsession is too deep and you rely too much on the sword in your hand. You are destined to fail."

Gongsun Baiyu's faith seemed to have collapsed as Lin Qingzhu's cold voice sounded.

Every word was heart-wrenching.

"No!"

With a furious roar, Gongsun Baiyu completely fell into madness. He was the most stunning swordsman in the world. No one could doubt his sword.

With extreme anger, Gongsun Baiyu laughed wildly into the sky and held his loose hair.

"Haha! My life is up to me, not the heavens. No one in this world can defeat me, not even you."

As soon as that arrogant voice fell, everyone present was shocked and immediately understood.

The battle was not over yet.

Lin Qingzhu adjusted her state again and ate a Supreme Spirit Pill. She instantly recovered. However, the aftermath of the battle had yet to dissipate, and she was still unable to reach her peak state.

As for Gongsun Baiyu, he seemed to have become even more shocking after becoming a demon. The Xuanyuan Sword seemed to have displayed dozens of times its power in his hand.

"Heaven Mending Sect, haha!"

Gongsun Baiyu slowly lowered his head after letting out a wild laugh. In an instant, a golden light bloomed and covered the sky.

Crazy power surged in, and the entire world fell into extreme fear.

"What sword technique is this?"

Standing in the sky, Lin Qingzhu gently grabbed the wind. She felt a wave of sorrow and endless sorrow in her heart. In an instant, it was as if a thought had surged into her mind, and tragic images appeared one after another.

Lin Qingzhu's face instantly turned pale. The scene that appeared in her mind was the scene of the flames covering the hundred miles of mountains and the town being attacked. Her body began to tremble and she gradually lost control of her emotions as she watched her parents collapse in front of her, covered in blood.

"Oh no! This is an emotional method."

Zhao Wan'er, who was below, immediately saw the profundity of Gongsun Baiyu's sword and her heart tightened. She knew the pain in Lin Qingzhu's heart. This was the secret that she was most unwilling to accept and hid in the depths of her heart.

She had always been strong and had never shown weakness in front of others. However, Zhao Wan'er could see it many times late at night. She silently guarded the window and looked at the moon, missing her deceased family.

When Zhao Wan'er realized the profundity of Gongsun Baiyu's sword, she completely panicked. She knew that Gongsun Baiyu's sword had hit Lin Qingzhu's soft spot.

"Senior Sister! You have to hold on." Zhao Wan'er was burning with anxiety as she shouted in her heart. She really wanted to attack, but this was a fair battle. If she interfered, it would be equivalent to destroying her own reputation and Lin Qingzhu's life.

She was very helpless. She thought about it. If the person above was her, would such a thing have happened?

Lin Qingzhu was in endless grief and was infected by those emotions. A tear streaked across her cold face.

"Father… Mother…"

She lost control of her emotions as she looked at the familiar figure in the image.

Seeing this, everyone present became nervous.

"You have to hold on."

Countless people shouted in their hearts to cheer her on. No one expected Lin Qingzhu to have such a weakness. Perhaps Gongsun Baiyu accidentally bumped into it.

The situation of the battle began to change. Gongsun Baiyu also let out an arrogant laugh after seeing Lin Qingzhu gradually lose herself.

"Haha! As long as one is human, it is impossible to leave the seven emotions and six desires. Even immortals are no exception. I've explored countless times in the darkness and experienced countless hardships before I finally comprehended this sword technique. Originally, I wanted to keep this sword and wait for the final competition to use it. I didn't expect you to force it out today.

"You're very lucky to be the first soul to die under this sword. It's your supreme honor."

There seemed to be a million mirrors in front of her. Lin Qingzhu acted as if she didn't hear anything when she faced Gongsun Baiyu's voice. She seemed to have entered some kind of illusion and lost herself in it. She looked at the thousands of mirrors that reflected her true heart.

"A thousand faces? Master once said that a thousand people have a thousand faces. Through the surface, one can see through one's heart and pry into one's most real world.

"Dao can be said to be extremely Dao. Dao is the Heartless Dao and also the Emotional Dao. The Dao is natural. Between choices, you have to be able to pick it up and let it go."

The scene of her master explaining the Dao on Violet Cloud Peak flashed across her mind.

This was the first time Lin Qingzhu had looked at her own heart and realized her shortcomings.

Yes, she was still an immature girl after all. The obsession in her heart was too deep. No matter what it was, she liked to grab it with both hands and refused to let go.

"A mirror can reflect two faces. It's for good or evil. The highest profundity of Dao techniques is give and take. Only by giving can one gain…"

Lin Qingzhu's confused eyes seemed to light up again.

"I understand!"