Titled Battle Power Isn't Much, Either

The shadowy man belonged to a certain type of person: someone with Titled Battle Power, a special existence that did not fall under the traditional classification of Titled Douluo.

His overall strength had not reached the full Titled standard in attack, defense, power, speed, and other aspects, but in speed, power, and the special properties of shadow, he possessed the ability to contend with a Titled Douluo.

This special ability gave him ample confidence even when facing some early-stage Titled Douluo.

At this moment, confident light flickered in the shadowy man's eyes as he stared at Chen Cong across from him, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold smile.

"Fifth Soul Skill—Universe Sword Rain!"

Chen Cong's voice echoed through the night sky, filled with authority and confidence. The Seven Kill Sword in his hand instantly became dazzling, as if infused with endless Power of Life.

As Chen Cong swung his sword, his figure vanished from where he stood in an instant, leaving only several afterimages dancing through the night sky.

Those afterimages seemed to be his incarnations, each one radiating a powerful aura, making it impossible to tell which was the real body.

Immediately after, Chen Cong's Seven Kill Sword split into two, transforming into two churning flood dragons. The two flood dragons tumbled and danced in the air, giving off intense sword qi, as if they could tear apart every obstacle.

The Qian Sword activated. Chen Cong gave a soft shout, and the sword in his hand instantly transformed into thousands of sharp sword lights. These sword lights poured down like a torrential rain, forming a Heavenly Net that firmly enveloped the shadowy man.

Feeling this powerful sword qi, the shadowy man's expression instantly turned grave. He tried to activate Shadow Wave Assault to withstand the attack,