Here is the translation, adhering closely to your guidelines:
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Li Fan was eighteen this year, twelve years away from reaching thirty.
At present, he was at the peak of the Soul Emergence Realm, just a step away from Foundation Establishment.
Slay a dragon at thirty, it shouldn't be too difficult.
"Arrogant."
Above the sky, a thunder dragon roared, its voice akin to divine wrath. Thunderclouds churned and rolled in the heavens, crashing down in a deadly strike, targeting Li Fan and his companions.
The Old Blind Man waved his hand, unleashing a sword strike. A flash of sword light split through the heavens, dividing the sky above into two and halving the descending bolt of lightning.
"Cutting lightning."
Li Fan glanced up at the severed thunder light, *his heart stirred with awe*. The power of a top-tier Great Sword Cultivator was truly overwhelming.
The Old Blind Man stepped forward into the void, invoking the Heavenly Nine Declines once again.
