d with golden spirit energy swirling around his feet, moving in three intricate steps towards the inner demon.
    "Hya!"
    Using his full momentum, he swung his sword, sending a purple-gold beam of light from his broken sword.
    The inner demon also conjured golden light beneath its feet, disappearing in a stream of brilliance.
    "Huh?!"
    Qin Yi adjusted his sword's trajectory to pursue the demon.
    Suddenly, the demon halted, firmly grasping its sword. A murderous intent emanated from it.
    "Rage-Slash!"
    A blood-red wave of light burst out, causing pain in Qin Yi’s heart. "Is this my desire for revenge, terrifyingly strong?" he muttered.
    The demon's unrelenting attacks aimed to kill.
    Blood-red and purple-gold beams collided, creating a hissing grind.
    "Inner demon, you’re just an obstacle on my path to strength. If I can't defeat you, how can I avenge my parents?" Qin Yi said coldly, overflowing with battle spirit.
    Forming lightning seals with his hands, he charged up the purple-gold sword beam, making it larger and more destructive.
    The inner demon did not waver; it performed the "Three Steps of Floating Cloud" and "Lower Seven Fists" again, striking at Qin Yi.
    "Now's the time!"
    With a strange smile, Qin Yi darted with golden spirit energy glowing under his feet.
    "Cross Thunder Sword!"
    He roared, slashing a cross with his broken sword, the cross emitting a fierce aura.
    Ignoring this, the inner demon continued its "Lower Seven Fists."
    "Die!"
    Qin Yi didn't hesitate, throwing his thunderous fist at the inner demon.
    "Bang!"
    The demon was struck, flying back and disappearing into the void.
    Nearby, thunder roared around the Three-Leafed Thousand Thunder Grass, resembling the sounds of battle.
    "Imposter, it's time to end this!"
    The grass intoned, summoning a gigantic purple thunder hand, brimming with destructive power.
    "Thousand Thunder Palm!"
    The grass thundered as the giant hand crashed down, spreading destruction.
    "Bang!"
    The phantom shattered, dissipating into nothing.
    "Qin Yi, are you trying to get me killed?!" The grass floated over, reprimanding him.
    "You survived, didn't you?" Qin Yi retorted with a side-eye. "I had to trouble you for help since I had an extra opponent."
    "You... you... you'll be the death of me! But I'll let it go this time," the grass sighed, transforming back into a purple-gold necklace around Qin Yi's neck.
    Observing his mental image, Qin Yi witnessed an elder practicing sword techniques amidst countless thunderbolts.
    In the sea of killing lightning, the elder practiced the cross slash, each stroke laden with thunder power.
    This Cross Slash was the "Cross Thunder Sword" Qin Yi had just comprehended.

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