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Chapter 404 Third Clash Ends · Oct 15, 2026

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401 Chapter 401 One Man Against Three! 2026-10-15
402 Chapter 402 Three Great Ascension Demonic Elder Killed! 2026-10-15
403 Chapter 403 Carried Away by Force (Literally) 2026-10-15
404 Chapter 404 Third Clash Ends 2026-10-15
405 Chapter 405 The Call to Withdraw 2026-10-15
406 Chapter 406 Return to the Bai Clan? 2026-10-15
407 Chapter 407 The Saint-Grade Technique Revelation 2026-10-15
408 Chapter 408 Reaching Top Spirit Severing Realm! 2026-10-15
409 Chapter 409 Teaching the Grand Elders 2026-10-15
410 Chapter 410 The Return of the Half-Qilin 2026-10-15
411 Chapter 411 The Battlefield of Relentless Fury 2026-10-15
412 Chapter 412 Sword Turned Against Great Ascension Realm 2026-10-15
413 Chapter 413 Fated to Die Here 2026-10-15
414 Chapter 414 No Path Left to Victory 2026-10-15
415 Chapter 415 Beast Tide Came to an End 2026-10-15
416 Chapter 416 The Letter from Home 2026-10-15
417 Chapter 417 Toward the Great Wilderness 2026-10-15
418 Chapter 418 Then Iʼll Make You Speak 2026-10-15
419 Chapter 419 Bai Zihan Vs Mó Zun! 2026-10-15
420 Chapter 420 Bai Zihanʼs Threat 2026-10-15
421 Chapter 421 Bai Zihan Crippled??? 2026-10-15
422 Chapter 422 Iʼm Crippled! 2026-10-15
423 Chapter 423 Engagement Broken?? 2026-10-15
424 Chapter 424 Iʼll Not Give him! 2026-10-15
425 Chapter 425 Mu Yuelan Hears The News 2026-10-15
426 Chapter 426 Leaving The Northen Defense Line 2026-10-15
427 Chapter 427 Emergency State of the Bai Clan 2026-10-15
428 Chapter 428 Paths to Downfall 2026-10-15
429 Chapter 429 An Invitation to the Capital 2026-10-15
430 Chapter 430: The Cripple Walks into the Imperial Capital 2026-10-15
431 Chapter 431 Desolate Heavenʼs Emperor! 2026-10-15
432 Chapter 432 Rewards Bestowed By Then Emperor! 2026-10-15
433 Chapter 433 A Crippled Dragon Stands Before the Throne 2026-10-15
434 Chapter 434 A Marriage Bestowed, a Line Crossed 2026-10-15
435 Chapter 435 Declaration Of Love! 2026-10-15
436 Chapter 436 Threads of Desire, Unmoving Heart 2026-10-15
437 Chapter 437 Bewitched!!! 2026-10-15
438 Chapter 438: The Ninth Princess’s Mask 2026-10-15
439 Chapter 439 Twice Refused Beneath the Dragon Throne 2026-10-15
440 Chapter 440 Beauty Beneath a Mask 2026-10-15
441 Chapter 441 Assassin at Imperial Banquet! 2026-10-15
442 Chapter 442 An Assassin Beneath the Dragon Throne 2026-10-15
443 Chapter 443 Alliance in the Dark 2026-10-15
444 Chapter 444 Grade-8 Pill?! 2026-10-15
445 Chapter 445 Blueprint of Control 2026-10-15
446 Chapter 446 Heavenly Mandate Assimilation Art! 2026-10-15
447 Chapter 447 False Betrayal, True Scheme 2026-10-15
448 Chapter 448 An Alliance Forged in Resentment 2026-10-15
449 Chapter 449 Dispute Flaring 2026-10-15
450 Chapter 450 The Quiet Sharpening of Blades 2026-10-15

Chapter 404 Third Clash Ends

Bai Zihan stood there, barely steady on his feet, leaning slightly on Chu Ziyanʼs support-but his eyes were already sharp again.

There was no need to retreat since they were surrounded by allies and quite near the rear.

Though largely it was because he no longer wanted to be carried by Chu Ziyan. And he still couldnʼt walk properly to leave.

So, Bai Zihan decided to observe.

The battlefield had turned into a slaughterhouse.

Demonic Cultivators fell one after another.

Demonic Beasts roared in fury before being torn apart by sword light, saber arcs, and crushing techniques.

Blood soaked the earth.

Qi storms churned the sky.

Yet Bai Zihan felt no satisfaction.

Only regret. ”Tch!”

He clenched his fists.

His Qi was slowly recovering, but it was nowhere near enough.

Right now, even killing a Soul Formation Demonic Cultivator would be difficult.

What annoyed him the most wasnʼt the pain.

It was the fact that he couldnʼt personally kill those Grade-9 Demonic Beasts. Couldnʼt earn more points.

His gaze followed a Bai Clan elder as he cleaved through a pack of Demonic Beasts, their bodies exploding into mist.

Those should have been his kills.

His!

Bai Zihan exhaled slowly and forced the thought aside. (No point dwelling on it.)

This wasnʼt over yet.

His eyes lifted.

Far away-Two places where the outcome of the war would truly be decided.

The first was Mó Zün and Bai Chu.

Their clash distorted the heavens themselves.

Sword intent and Demonic Qi collided endlessly, neither side gaining ground.

Every strike carried killing power capable of annihilating countless Cultivators. Yet-they were locked in a deadlock.

With both their strengths equal, it wouldnʼt be easy for either to gain an advantage.

Then-

He turned to the second battlefield.

The Half-Qilin!

Despite the grievous wound carved by a Saint-Grade Sword-

Despite the blood pouring endlessly from its side-

The ancient beast was still terrifying.

Its roar shook the sky.

Each step cracked the earth.

Flames and lightning coiled around its massive body as it charged again and again.

Facing it were three figures.

Bai Ren, Zhao Wujin, and Yu Xuande.

Despite their efforts, they were being pushed back.

The Half-Qilin slammed its claws into the ground.

Boom!

A shockwave exploded outward.

Yu Xuande barely avoided it, blood spilling from his mouth as he was flung back.

Bai Zihanʼs expression grew solemn. (Still this strong...?)

Even injured.

Even wounded by a Saint-Grade Sword.

The Half-Qilin was still overpowering three Great Ascension Realm experts.

And worse-

They couldnʼt afford a single mistake.

A single clean hit from that Half-Qilin-

Would mean death.

Just like Li Zhenhe.

No second chances.

No escape.

Bai Zihanʼs gaze remained fixed on the second battlefield.

Unlike the stalemate between Bai Chu and Mó Zun, this clash was changing- slowly, but unmistakably.

Bai Ren was holding his ground.

Though no single injury was fatal, small wounds were piling up, and it was certain the Half-Qilin was growing weaker.

The blood pouring from the Half-Qilin was no longer something that could be ignored.

Each movement sent fresh streams cascading down its scales. Its breathing had grown heavier.

If Bai Ren and the others played this right, they could win.

But for that, they would need to survive-and fight flawlessly.

ROOOOOAR!

A thunderous roar ripped through the sky, shaking clouds apart and rattling the battlefield below.

The Half-Qilin reared back, its eyes blazing with fury and humiliation. ”Humans!”

Its voice boomed, distorted yet filled with rage. ”You dare rely on trickery... on sophisticated weapons!”

Flames erupted from its nostrils as lightning cracked around its horns. ”I will remember this!”

The declaration echoed like a curse.

Then-

It stepped back.

Not in panic.

Not in haste.

But with terrifying calm.

The Half-Qilin turned, each movement heavy and deliberate, its massive form retreating slowly-majestically-like a sovereign leaving the battlefield at its own leisure.

The pressure it exuded did not diminish.

And no one moved to stop it.

Because no one could. Bai Ren watched silently, his sword lowered just slightly.

He would have loved nothing more than to keep the Half-Qilin there-to grind it down until its life finally bled out.

But he knew better.

He, Zhao Wujin, and Yu Xuande were already at their limits.

Their Qi reserves were dangerously low.

Their bodies strained, injuries piling up beneath forced composure.

Trying to forcibly keep the Half-Qilin here would not be heroism.

It would be suicide.

If they dared to overextend-

They would die.

Simple as that.

Mó Zun watched as the Half-Qilin retreated, followed by the remaining

Demonic Beasts. ”Tch!”

The sound was sharp, filled with irritation.

Mó Zun turned his gaze back to Bai Chu, saber resting against his shoulder. ”Bai Chu,” he said coldly, lips curling into a sneer, ”you are lucky.”

Then his voice thundered across the battlefield, infused with Demonic Qi. ”All Demonic Cultivators-retreat!”

The order was absolute. Without the Half-Qilin keeping Bai Ren, Zhao Wujin, and Yu Xuande in check, staying behind would mean only one thing-

Death!

The demonic ranks began pulling back, formations breaking as they disengaged at full speed.

Bai Chuʼs eyes flashed. ”You think Iʼll let you leave?”

His sword intent surged violently, heaven-shaking and tyrannical.

As long as Mó Zun was kept here-

As long as he couldnʼt escape-

With reinforcements arriving, the Demonic Cultivatorsʼ leader could be worn down and killed.

Bai Chu stepped forward, sword blazing.

But then-

The heavens roared.

The Half-Qilin, already far away, lifted its head.

Its chest swelled.

Flames, lightning, and ancient beastly Qi converged into a single point.

Bai Chuʼs pupils shrank. ”Damn it-!”

He knew that Half-Qilin was aiming at him.

The Half-Qilin unleashed its attack.

A colossal beam of intertwined flame and lightning tore through the sky, spanning an impossible distance, crashing straight toward Bai Chu.

There was no time to dodge.

Bai Chu halted mid-step and raised his sword with both hands.

Sword intent erupted.

Boom-!!!

The collision shattered the air.

Space twisted violently as Bai Chu was forced fully onto the defensive, his sword carving layer after layer of intent to disperse the monstrous long-range strike.

The ground beneath him cracked and sank.

By the time the shockwaves faded-

Mó Zūn was already retreating, his figure receding alongside the fleeing

Demonic Cultivators.

He did not look back.

Bai Chu lowered his sword slowly, his expression cold and displeased. ”Just how did Mó Zún convince the Half-Qilin to work together?” It was clear that Half-Qilin was helping Mó Zün which is quite absurd.

There was no way to tame Demonic Beasts, much less something like Half-Qilin.

Thankfully, the attack Half-Qilin unleashed this time wasnʼt as powerful as Li

Zhenhe, otherwise Bai Chu wouldnʼt have been able to defend against it.

But it did give time for Mó Zun to escape.

The demonic forces were withdrawing.

The Half-Qilinʼs massive figure finally vanished beyond the battlefield, the suffocating pressure lifting at last.

Thus, the Third Clash finally came to an end!

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