I Become Sect master In Another World-Chapter 149: Golden Molten Vs The Shadow Blade

The valley floor was still trembling.

Golden aura spiraled around Shaurya's frame like a storm.

Molten steam rippled off Lorgann's massive scales, heat distorting the air.

And in front of them—

Shadow Blade An Ning stood with a faint smirk, black aura flickering like living shadow-fire around him.

No one moved.

Not even the wind dared to breathe.

Then—

BOOM—!!

Shaurya sprang forward.

Lorgann charged beside him, molten claws carving trenches into the ground.

An Ning's eyes sharpened.

"Good. Again."

His shadow aura exploded—

And the two sides collided.

Shaurya swung the Meteorite Sword in a sharp arc, golden sparks bursting from its edge.

The blade met An Ning's forearm—

CLANG—!!

A sound like metal striking metal rang across the valley.

An Ning blocked with his bare arm.

The impact forced him half a step back.

Only half.

But it was the first time in their battle he retreated even slightly.

He raised a brow.

"Oh? You've improved already."

Shaurya didn't answer.

He pivoted, twisting his hips, and unleashed a second slash—

"Meteorite Strike!"

Golden sword-light exploded forward, jagged and heavy like falling stars.

An Ning slid sideways, barely dodging—

Lorgann leapt in from the right.

FWOOM—!!

A molten breath beam shot from his jaws, rippling the air in waves.

An Ning lifted one hand—

Shadow aura condensed into a circular shield.

The breath struck it.

SHRAAAA—!!

Molten flames hissed against shadow energy, sparks flying everywhere.

An Ning's boots slid a few centimeters.

Shaurya saw it.

He smirked.

"Lorgann—again!"

The dragon roared, molten veins glowing brighter—

But An Ning suddenly blurred.

Shadow steps.

He disappeared.

Shaurya felt the disturbance behind his neck—

He spun—

Too slow.

An Ning's fist crashed into his cheek.

BAM—!!

Shaurya skidded across the ground, boots carving spirals.

Before he steadied himself, Lorgann roared and swung his massive tail to intercept An Ning.

An Ning landed atop Lorgann's tail mid-swing, balancing as if weightless.

He smirked.

"Your foundation is strong, primal dragon… but still wild."

He kicked downward—

THUD—!!

The force sent a shockwave through Lorgann's tail.

The dragon winced, stepping back.

Shaurya reappeared behind An Ning in that instant, sword raised overhead.

Golden lightning wrapped around the Meteorite Sword's blade.

He swung down—

"Ultimate Sword Slash!"

A wide crescent of golden sword-light erupted downward.

An Ning didn't move.

He simply raised one finger.

One.

Finger.

He touched the incoming strike.

DZZZZT—!!!

The golden crescent shattered like thin glass.

Shaurya's eyes narrowed.

"Tch…"

An Ning chuckled.

"Better. But still far—far short."

Shaurya exhaled sharply.

Golden aura flared.

He sprinted forward, faster than before.

Using Aerial Steps, he disappeared and reappeared at An Ning's left flank—

Meteorite Sword thrust toward the ribs—

STAB—!!

An Ning parried with the edge of his palm, sliding the sword away.

Shaurya twisted the blade mid-air to turn it into a slash—

An Ning ducked under it.

Shaurya switched to attacks using his free hand:

A punch—

A knee—

A rising elbow—

An Ning caught the elbow with his palm and flicked his wrist.

Shaurya's balance broke.

An Ning's spining back kick slammed into his abdomen.

THOOOM—!!

Shaurya's breath choked.

He flew backward—

Lorgann crashed down between them, molten wings sweeping the ground.

"Shaurya, stay on your feet!"

Shaurya spat blood and smirked.

"Oh thanks for your suggestion. Like i am not trying."

Lorgann lunged.

His molten claws ignited, slashing at An Ning with fierce force.

An Ning stepped around each strike with minimal movement—

Barely shifting his weight, placing his feet with perfect precision.

His fingers danced between Lorgann's claws, tapping pressure points in the air—

Each tap created a small explosion against Lorgann's scales.

POP! POP! POP!

Lorgann roared in pain but twisted, whipping his tail toward An Ning's legs—

An Ning jumped lightly above it.

Shaurya rushed in from the side.

Both attacked together.

Forward thrust from Shaurya—

Sweeping tail from Lorgann—

Two-pronged assault.

An Ning's smile widened.

"Now this is entertaining."

He spun.

Shadow aura scattered, forming a spiraling shield that deflected both attacks.

Shaurya's sword slid off the shield—

Lorgann's tail rebounded—

Shaurya didn't hesitate.

He vanished.

Reappeared above An Ning.

Flipped.

And dropped downward with a brutal slash—

"Wind Cutting Slash!"

An Ning raised his arm—

Caught the blade with two fingers.

Shaurya's expression froze.

"You've gotten faster," An Ning admitted.

"I'm not done."

Shaurya discharged golden aura into the sword—

BOOOOM—!!

The explosion forced An Ning to release his grip and slide back several steps.

This time—

A real retreat against Shaurya.

Gasps rippled from watching sects.

"Master forced him back again!" "Both of them—Shaurya and the dragon—they're pushing him!"

Even An Ning nodded in faint approval.

"Well done."

Then he blurred—

And the counterattack began.

An Ning appeared in front of Shaurya with zero warning.

His hand cut horizontally—

"Shadow Blade: Crescent Cut."

A black arc sliced toward Shaurya.

Shaurya lifted his sword—

The slash hit him full force.

KAA-CRAAASH—!!!

He flew backward, bouncing across ground.

Before he stopped, An Ning appeared behind him—

A shadow fist slammed into his spine.

Shaurya's ribs screamed. His spin cracked after got hiten many times.

He coughed blood.

Lorgann roared and rammed An Ning from the side—

An Ning slid half a meter before planting his feet and dragging his fingers across the ground.

Shadow lines spread from his fingertips like cracks.

He thrust his palm upward—

"Vaccum Pulse."

A pillar of black energy erupted under Lorgann, launching the dragon skyward.

Shaurya leapt up and caught Lorgann's horn to stabilize him.

"You okay?"

Lorgann growled through the pain.

"I've had worse. Continue."

They landed together—

Shaurya spinning with momentum as he landed, using the rotation to release a rising sword slash:

"Lightining Spiral!"

Golden Lighting spiral energy launched upward at An Ning.

An Ning sliced downward with his hand.

The spiral cracked—

But not completely.

It pushed him a step back.

Shaurya saw it.

Their combined force—

Was finally producing results.

Slight.

But growing.

Shaurya glanced up at Lorgann.

"Follow my rhythm."

Lorgann narrowed his molten eyes.

"Finally."

Shaurya rushed forward—

Lorgann charged behind him—

At the last second, Shaurya kicked off Lorgann's back, launching himself high above An Ning.

Lorgann struck low—

Shaurya struck high—

Dual assault.

Lorgann released molten flame upward—

Shaurya sent golden sword-light downward—

Both attacks converged on An Ning.

An Ning's eyes gleamed.

"Interesting."

He extended both hands.

Shadow aura spiraled.

BOOOOOM—!!!

The collision erupted in a massive cloud of dust and light.

A crater formed beneath them.

Shaurya burst through the cloud with a mid-air somersault slash.

An Ning elbowed him in the ribs—

CRACK—

Shaurya gasped— one of his ribcage got brokes.

But Lorgann slammed into An Ning's side with a molten shoulder.

That forced An Ning to slide several meters across the ground.

His boots carved a long black line in the stone.

For the first time—

His smirk faded.

"Annoying."

Shaurya steadied himself, Meteorite Sword trembling in his hand.

Lorgann panted beside him.

"We… are not done."

Shaurya pressed the back of his hand to his lip, wiping blood.

"Yeah… he's feeling it."

An Ning flicked dust off his robe.

"Barely."

The three stood still again.

Dust drifting between them.

Shaurya tightened his grip on the Meteorite Sword.

Lorgann lowered his stance, molten aura bubbling around his claws.

An Ning exhaled once—

Shadow aura erupted outward in a dome of black flame.

Shaurya and Lorgann braced themselves.

"Here he comes—!!"

An Ning appeared above them—

Kicking downward—

Shaurya raised his sword to catch the kick—

CRASH—!!

The force sent him straight into the ground.

Lorgann snapped at An Ning with molten fangs—

An Ning twisted around him, tapping Lorgann's snout with two fingers—

BANG—!!

The pressure blasted Lorgann sideways.

Shaurya broke free from the ground, flipping forward, blade slicing air—

"Star-Split Slash!"

Dozens of golden slashes erupted in rapid waves.

An Ning's eyes narrowed.

He rotated his wrist.

Shadow blade energy spun around him in a circle, blocking the golden slashes.

Shaurya didn't stop.

He blended sword swings with punches, kicks, and body rotations—

Perfectly mixing close and mid-range combat.

An Ning blocked them casually—

until Shaurya abruptly vanished.

Behind him.

Meteorite Sword pressed against An Ning's shoulder.

Shaurya whispered softly:

"Got you."

He slashed—

An Ning caught the blade between his fingers again.

"Not enough."

He flicked.

Shaurya flew.

Lorgann shot in like a meteor—

Molten claws clashing with An Ning's shadows in a rapid barrage:

CLANG-CLANG-CLANG-CLANG!!

Shaurya sprang back in, joining the rhythm.

Golden sword from the left—

Molten claws from the right—

An Ning's shadows in the center—

The three auras collided in spirals.

The valley shook.

The sky darkened.

The domain cracked.

But even so—

An Ning was still stronger.

Faster.

More precise.

More brutal.

He seized an opening—

Kicked Shaurya in the chest.

Caught Lorgann's horn—

Used the dragon as leverage to pivot and elbow Shaurya in the jaw—

Then backhanded Lorgann across the snout.

Both crashed to the ground.

Dust rose around them.

An Ning exhaled lightly.

"This is the difference in realm."

Shaurya pushed himself up, trembling.

"So what…?"

He raised his sword again.

Lorgann rose beside him.

"We'll surpass it."

An Ning smiled faintly.

"Show me then."

He lifted his hand—

Shadow aura gathering at his fingertips—

The next exchange was about to begin.

The air darkened.

A vortex of shadow formed behind An Ning—

Growing.

Expanding.

Condensing into a massive orb of black energy—

Pulsing like a dying sun.

Shaurya's eyes widened.

"That—"

Lorgann's molten scales bristled.

"—That's dangerous."

An Ning's expression turned cold.

"You wanted a real battle."

He raised his arm.

Shadow-light gathered.

"Then survive…"

Shaurya tightened his grip.

Golden aura erupted.

Lorgann roared.

Molten energy spiraled upward.

An Ning's voice echoed like a death bell—

"Shadow Sun Calamity."

The giant black orb descended.

The entire valley shook violently—

And everything—

Everything—

Was swallowed by darkness.

TO BE CONTINUED…