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Lian Changzhi's figure suddenly rose within the encirclement of frost spears, bone spikes, and lava.
"Secret Technique, Linked Womb Realm Sword!"
The heavy greatsword hummed as it left his hand and hung in midair. Its edge trembled at high speed, instantly transforming into ten diamond swords formed entirely from condensed diamond radiance.
The ten light swords rotated like a ring. There were no flashy trajectories—only, in that instant, thousands of dense, seamless waves of sharp sword energy bursting out in every direction.
The sword energy spread outward in a perfect sphere, like a diamond storm detonating all at once.
At the same time.
Lian Changzhi's left hand snapped open, then clenched into a fist—the sixth soul ring, surging with black light, erupted with dazzling brilliance.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Diamond Star Fist!"
His fist pushed straight forward, and a ring of transparent ripples spread along the path of the punch.
In front of his fist, an extreme, space-rending chill suddenly appeared. Feathery snow was born from nothing, and the temperature across the entire airspace instantly plunged to the point where Soul Power froze.
But every drifting snowflake was a diamond star shard compressed to its absolute limit.
Wherever the fist pointed, the air froze and shattered into ice-crystal dust, while the falling "snowflakes" transformed into tens of thousands of miniature ice blades, clear as glazed tile yet incomparably sharp. Following the force of the punch, they formed an azure glacial torrent that covered a hundred meters.
The air was sliced by this extreme cold into pitch-black, spiderweb-like spatial cracks.
Almost in the same instant that his left hand threw its punch, Lian Changzhi's right fist followed with a fierce blast.
This time it was the "Eighth Soul Skill—Vajra Flame