Clash of Wills

RUMBLE!!!

CRASH!!!

ROAR!!!

The thunderbolts seemed to echo for an eternity without dropping any peals yet as they remained sustained high up in the sky.

BAAM!

All of a sudden, without caution, a thunderbolt struck onto Xiao Ming. Xiao Ming's chest caved in slightly because of the pressure that felt like an entire mountain had landed on him. Unknowingly, a gold and silver light, two different rays shot out from his body as the bolt landed. The light that Xiao Ming emitted restructured the coloring of the clouds.

"Szzzz!"

With a slight hiss, the clouds became a dual colored phenomenon. In the skies, a certain amount had become shrouded in domineering darkness that seemed to devour the soul with a glance. The other side gave off a bright and golden imperial dazzle. It was a wonderful sight to see the clouds in two glows like day and night were happening at the exact same time.

The darkness contained a strong essence of devilish and demonic might. On the other hand the golden dazzle gave off the feeling of celestial and heavenly might. the two clouds were in a stalemate, an aggressive one. None wished to bow to the other and they would not be willing to be subdued.

RUMBLE!

BAAM!

BANG!

Three thunderbolts struck on Xiao Ming in succession, forcing him three steps back. His blood and organs that had been suffering before raged in turmoil again. After his long endurance from the four thunderbolts, the thunderclouds dispersed. However, the dual colored clouds above remained solid.

They swirled around themselves as they clashed continuously without a loss. From a closer look, one would realize that the formless clouds were beginning to condense. The two clouds suddenly grew serpentine bodies and their formless swirl reverted into sharp draconic claws. The dark clouds grew even more corrosive as it transformed, the golden clouds turned violent and aggressive in the transformation. They separated once after then, they got ready to charge again.

ROAR!!

A faint sound, yes a faint draconic roar to be precise echoed from the clouds that already became divine dragons. The dark clouds had turned into a cold Yin dragon emitting devilish might. The golden dragon was even more fearsome as it released a burning heatwave since it had turned into a Yang dragon.

.....

At Tiger Hearth Pavilion,

Bai Yunxiao and Shen Fantian awoke from their drunkenness after perceiving the roars of both dragons. They didn't rush out to check since like Half Immortal Xuan, they could observe the happenings with their spiritual sense. Watching the two dragons clashing, both felt a slight suffocation as though they could be squashed anytime soon if their stare was prolonged.

"This..... Such a strong and mighty will to face the entire universe by one's own self. This is possibly an impossibility. Aye! the senior is tyrannical and I admire his charisma." Bai Yunxiao sobered up as he wore a grim expression observing the two massive dragons combatting in the sky above through his spiritual sense. he could make out a disheveled figure but without discovering it's aura. He mistook Xiao Ming for an Immortal already.

"It might be a sure disaster for those mortals. Brother Yunxiao, I can sense a strong might of the dao around the battleground of the dragons. We might reap bountiful harvests and if possible shatter this bottleneck of the Dao Merge." Shen Fantian said as well with a solemn expression. He had reverence in his heart for whosoever might have granted him the opportunity to comprehend the dao through this phenomenon.

"Yes.... that is indeed true, let's calm our hearts and digest this insight, we might be more confident in facing the Ascension Tribulation if we are successful" Bai Yunxiao affirmed hurriedly and assumed a lotus position. Shen Fantian followed as well and the room suddenly bore a calm atmosphere as both meditated.

.....

Xiao Ming's face had gone beyond pale and he looked like a figure of snow since his blood was rapidly draining. He still wore a calm look and his lips were curved as though he would smile the next minute. It wasn't easy bear the might of Heaven and Earth, at least one could tell the truth from the continuously swaying figure of Xiao Ming. His life-force was draining slowly but steadily and it seemed like he could not survive the ordeal initially but Xiao Ming had no regrets even at this. He had figured what the dual colored clouds signified and he could not help but shudder at his discovery.

That overbearing Yang dragon was his domineering and indomitable will. The chilling Yin dragon was all of his accumulated fears and inner demons. The heaven, hell and earth wills were also components that made up the Yin dragon. the conflict between both parties dealt all manners of injury to Xiao Ming's body and soul.

With haste and gritted teeth, Xiao Ming swung the Tiger Heart sword towards the clouds and struck at the ground for support as he crouched. His face was mangled beyond recognition and all that could be seen was a pair of red pupils and a bloodied face. Although he was crouching, his killing intent was even more concentrated than when he was standing. In the clouds, the Yin dragon sensed it but with a roar, it rammed into the Yang dragon.

BANG!

The Yang dragon nearly exploded into mist but it regained its footing and got ready for a ferocious charge.

AARGH!

Xiao Ming roared wildly from the pain but from his determined look, one could tell he was ready to battle to the death. the Yin dragon lashed its tail reflectively at the Yang dragon. The Yang dragon retaliated this time as it's horns sliced a significant part of the tail of the Yin dragon.

AWOO!

The Yin dragon wailed and got ready for an even intense hit, charging with it's horns, it made its move towards the weak Yang dragon."

SLEESH!

SLAAASH!

CREEEK!

BOOM!

"Urggh!"

Xiao Ming groaned as he spat a few mouthfuls of blood and his face turned frostier losing the trace of blood. his blood drain had increased significantly as the Yang dragon became even more dispirited.