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**115th Chapter: The Clash of Titans**

The air was electric with tension as Jiang Wanshan's fury reached a boiling point. Lin Qingxue, his former teacher, stood before him, his expression a mask of calm. The city streets around them had gone silent, as if the very people themselves were holding their breath in anticipation of the impending storm.

"You...you treacherous dog!" Jiang Wanshan's voice was a low, menacing growl. "You plotting against me, using my own powers against me!"

Lin Qingxue raised an eyebrow, his voice dripping with condescension. "Oh, I'm not plotting against you, Jiang Wanshan. I'm simply using the situation to my advantage. After all, you are no longer the powerful cultivator you once were."

Jiang Wanshan's face contorted in rage, his eyes burning with an inner fire. "You'll pay for your betrayal, Lin Qingxue! I'll show you the true meaning of power!"

With a swift movement, Jiang Wanshan summoned a fiery aura, his hands crackling with energy as he unleashed a torrent of flames. Lin Qingxue, unfazed, raised a hand, and a barrier of dark energy erupted around him, deflecting the flames.

The two cultivators faced off, their auras clashing in a spectacular display of power. The city trembled beneath their feet as they exchanged blows, their movements lightning-fast. Jiang Wanshan's fury raged on, fueled by his desire for revenge, while Lin Qingxue remained calm and collected, his eyes fixed on his former student with a calculating gaze.

As the battle raged on, the city around them began to crumble, buildings shattering and debris flying everywhere. The streets emptied, as people scrambled for safety. Jiang Wanshan's stormy wrath showed no signs of abating, his rage building with each passing moment.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the edge of the battlefield, her eyes fixed on the two cultivators. It was Bai Ling, Jiang Wanshan's childhood friend and fellow cultivator. Her expression was grave, her voice firm.

"Enough, Jiang Wanshan! You're only making things worse. Stop this madness now!"

But Jiang Wanshan was beyond reason, his fury consuming him. He ignored Bai Ling's words, his eyes locked on Lin Qingxue with a fierce determination.

As the battle continued, the city trembled beneath their feet, the very fabric of reality seeming to unravel. The outcome was far from certain, and Jiang Wanshan's future hung precariously in the balance.

And then, just as it seemed the storm was abating, a sudden flash of light illuminated the sky, casting an eerie glow over the city. A shockwave rippled through the air, and Jiang Wanshan felt a strange sensation, as if time itself was bending and warping around him...

To be continued...