Douluo: Building a Divine Realm from the Spirit Hall
Chapter 23

Peak Sword Strike

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"Old Sword Man!"

Gu Rong panicked and hurriedly activated his Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar, charging in after him.

But the moment he entered, he witnessed the terror of a Peak Douluo. Within that domain, his Soul Power was rapidly dissolved.

Wave after wave of impacts battered him as well, shaking his Martial Soul Avatar until it nearly shattered. His internal organs throbbed with agony, and before long, he began vomiting blood uncontrollably.

He caught up to his old friend Chen Xin, who was likewise coughing up blood from the vibrations, and swiftly dragged him back. They finally rushed out of that terrifying domain just before his Martial Soul collapsed. Their Martial Soul Avatars shattered immediately afterward, and the backlash made them vomit blood once more.

Not daring to delay, he created a Space Passage and dragged the still-enraged Chen Xin inside.

This was Not Suitable for a Long Time. That man was not someone they could contend against.

Before the battle, he had been confident that he could retreat unscathed with his spatial abilities. But after entering that domain, he realized how naïve and ridiculous he had been. Within that domain, he could not use his spatial abilities at all. They were heavily disrupted, and even Soul Power released from his body would be dissolved in an instant.

And that was from so far away. If they had truly gotten close, it would have been Certain Death.

Worthy indeed of being one of the Two Peaks of the Soul Master World!

"That's it?"

Tian Hao, who had just rushed out through the city gates with Xiao Ha, looked utterly bewildered. He had come as quickly as he possibly could, yet the battle was already over.

Was Chen Xin's father really that fragile?

"Little one, no one can see you within Old Man's domain. His blood is yours, but you must hurry. His body will not last much longer."

Just as Tian Hao was waiting for the battle to end so he could go collect the spilled blood, a voice sounded in his mind. Instinctively, he looked up toward the figure atop the city wall.

There was no need to guess. It had to be that man.

"Thank you, High Priest!"

He hurriedly offered his thanks, then gestured for the frightened and uneasy Xiao Ha beside him to wait. Tian Hao quickly walked toward the proud, upright figure.

Why settle for the blood someone had shed onto the ground when he could obtain all the blood in their body?

It was worth taking a gamble!

The laughing Chen Jianjun noticed someone approaching and lowered his gaze from Qian Daoliu to the newcomer. Seeing that it was a burly youth, he could not help but feel surprised.

Why would Qian Daoliu allow a youth with only rank ten Soul Power to come over?

"Senior, this junior wishes to borrow your blood to learn swordsmanship."

Tian Hao stopped three meters before Chen Jianjun. After respectfully bowing, he took out the Thousand Refined Tungsten Steel Sword and sincerely stated his purpose.

"You practice the sword?"

Chen Jianjun asked.

He did not mind Tian Hao wanting to take his blood. After all, he was already a dying man, sustained entirely by his final will. Once he could no longer hold on, his entire body would be destroyed by the backlash and turned to dust.

What mattered to him was that this youth had earned Qian Daoliu's recognition and been sent before him. Clearly, he was Not Simple.

And he even practiced the sword!

"How many years have you trained?"

"I began training at the age of three. It has now been fourteen years, and I even created a Sword Draw Technique of my own!"

Tian Hao remained respectful and sincere. He genuinely hoped to obtain Chen Jianjun's blood and thereby attempt to comprehend that Seven Kill Sword Intent.

As for swordsmanship, he had indeed begun training at the age of three. Once he learned of his parents' Martial Souls, he understood that they would be difficult to develop into formidable combat strength. So he began practicing swordsmanship, with particular focus on a single sword draw.

"Show me."

Chen Jianjun vaguely understood Qian Daoliu's intentions. He wanted Chen Jianjun to train this boy.

"Please judge it, Senior!"

Tian Hao drew the Thousand Refined Tungsten Steel Sword and performed the Basic Sword Technique he had practiced for years. Though it consisted of only a dozen or so movements, Tian Hao had mastered them with considerable proficiency. Each movement linked, shifted, and combined seamlessly with the next, flowing like drifting clouds and running water, pleasing to the eye.

Chen Jianjun gave a slight nod. His foundation was fairly solid; clearly, he had undergone Long Time of bitter training.

After practicing for three minutes and completing his warm-up, Tian Hao sheathed his sword. He took out a drop of Soul Blood he had prepared long ago and smeared it between his brows, using a Soul Bone Skill to activate the blood owner's Soul Power attribute.

Streams of electricity poured into his body from the manifested Yellow Soul Ring, while arcs of lightning flickered across him.

Enduring the pain caused by the Lightning Attribute Soul Power flowing Within the Body, Tian Hao settled into a firm horse stance. His left hand gripped the scabbard while his right grasped the hilt, both hands clenched so tightly that it seemed he intended to crush the scabbard and hilt alike!

"This junior believes that a swordsman's first lesson should be drawing the sword. Therefore, ever since I picked up my first sword at the age of three, I have drawn it with all my strength ten times each day. At four, I raised it to twenty times; at five, thirty times. I persisted until I could draw it with full force one hundred times a day, then gradually reduced the number until last year, when I drew it with full force only once each day. I have already reached the limit of further progress and completed a swordsman's first step. Please judge it, Senior!"

While adjusting himself and gathering strength, Tian Hao explained the training process behind this strike. Through Spiritual power, he hypnotized himself into believing that he was a sword, and his Spiritual power gradually gained a faintly sharp edge.

He had come up with it through blind experimentation, but it really did have some effect.

Chen Jianjun grew a little more expectant, especially after sensing that budding sharpness.

He was a fine prospect for the sword!

Without waiting further, he released his own Seven Kill Sword Intent and pressed it down upon the youth. He wanted to see how far Tian Hao could go, and whether he could use the Seven Kill Sword Intent to complete the transformation of that budding sharpness.

Tian Hao sensed Chen Jianjun's Kindly intent. Using that immense and fierce Seven Kill Sword Intent, he further tempered his Spiritual power. He even opened his body and mind to experience the sharp Sword Intent, allowing the Seven Kill Sword Intent to enter Within the Body. It felt as though he had been thrown into a meat grinder, as if his entire body were about to be shredded into pulp.

He knew it was only an illusion. On Its Own, Sword Intent could not inflict tangible damage, at least not upon the body. The reason he felt that way was because his Spiritual power was being cut apart.

Enduring the agonizing pain of his Spiritual power being shredded, Tian Hao released the Killing Intent he had accumulated as an Executioner who executed Fallen Soul Masters. It further strengthened his Spiritual power, allowing it to resist the powerful Seven Kill Sword Intent.

The Killing Intent he had deliberately trained, combined with the sharpness brought about by self-hypnosis, resonated faintly with the Seven Kill Sword Intent just as he had expected. With that resonance, he tempered and condensed both more effectively, while also using the pressure to fuse part of them into the Thousand Refined Tungsten Steel Sword.

Under the external pressure and the infusion of that budding sharpness of Spiritual power into the blade, the Thousand Refined Tungsten Steel Sword unexpectedly began to emit a dark black glow. The power belonging to Tungsten Steel had finally been ignited.

The Douluo world possessed abundant Heaven and Earth Origin Force and all kinds of elemental power. These energies not only served as the foundation for Soul Masters and Soul Beasts to cultivate, but also fused into metals to create Special Metals with differing properties.

As long as every impurity was forged out and the interior became perfectly unified, there was a certain chance of igniting the power within.

In Douluo III, this was a phenomenon found only in Thousand Refined Metal. Even the future Divine Craftsman Lou Gao could only ignite the sharpness of the Deep Sea Sunken Silver Mother after sacrificing himself.

Tian Hao had forged this Thousand Refined Tungsten Steel Sword for three years. Its interior had long since become pure and perfectly unified, but he had encountered the same problem as Lou Gao: he could not ignite the power within.

Now, stimulated by Chen Jianjun's Seven Kill Sword Intent and with his Spiritual power fused into it, he had finally drawn out that power.

Tian Hao had no mind to spare for the changes in the Thousand Refined Tungsten Steel Sword. Once he had gathered his strength to the limit, power began transmitting upward from his feet, merging with the explosive force of his calves, then his thighs, waist, abdomen, and chest, before finally reaching his arms.

That was not all. The Lightning Attribute Soul Power further stimulated his body, greatly increasing the explosive force of his muscles and bones and breaking through the limits of his body's burst of power.

Tian Hao: Tang Hao said that the human body's two power hearts were the calves, but Tian Hao believed that the original two power hearts should be the feet. They were the foundation of Power Outburst. What do you guys think?

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