Long Qingxuan spun, World Ender moving in a blinding arc to deflect each strike—
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
Sparks of temporal energy sprayed from the collisions.
Kai Xuan's expression finally shifted—a flicker of surprise. "You can see temporal strikes?"
Long Qingxuan didn't answer. Her draconic eyes—inherited from the Primordial Azure Dragon—could perceive even the distortions of time.
She countered.
"Azure Sunder."
Her sword flashed, its edge cutting not just through space, but through the flow of time in its path.
Kai Xuan dodged—
But a lock of his hair floated free, severed by the residual edge.
For the first time, his calm wavered.
"Interesting."
He raised his free hand—
And time itself stilled.
The wind froze. Dust hung motionless in the air. Even the light seemed to pause mid-wave.
Lan Qinghe remained trapped in her bubble, her expression locked in silent fury.
Only Long Qingxuan and Kai Xuan could move within the frozen time.
"Let's end this," Kai Xuan said.
