The Sword Intent of the Seven Swords! Chen Xin Admits Defeat!

The Sword Intent of the Seven Swords! Chen Xin Admits Defeat!

As soon as he finished speaking, seven of the nine swords behind Qin Shiyuan shot into the sky!

It was not that he could not use the remaining two, but rather due to the rules of the Nine Abyss Sword Box.

Only by breaking through a major realm could he unlock the next sword in sequence.

However, from what Qin Shiyuan had seen so far, he felt that the order of awakening did not determine the strength of each sword.

Rather, every sword possessed different characteristics. Some were slender and short, suited for assassination; others were heavy and broad, suited for blunt strikes or defense...

"Chen Shui! Tai'a! Cheng Ying!"

Qin Shiyuan silently recited the swords' names in the order he had acquired them. The first three to appear were precisely the three swords that had already made an appearance.

"Juque! Cangfeng! Hanguang! Moyang!"

Four cries rang out in succession. Like a cascade pouring down from the Milky Way above, the remaining four swords arrived together.

With all seven swords assembled, Qin Shiyuan's expression sharpened. He pressed two fingers together like a sword and raised them before his chest, shouting sternly.

"Rise!"

At that single word, the seven swords seemed to be granted life, consciously whirling rapidly around Qin Shiyuan.

At the same time, seven towering Sword Intents pierced the heavens.

The heavy clouds seemed to have been cleaved apart by a single sword, allowing this oppressive land before Spirit Hall to see the light again.

Sharp, heavy, frigid...

The seven Sword Intents were all different, but there was no doubt that every one of them was incomparably powerful.

At the very least... they were countless times stronger than the current Chen Xin had displayed!

And upon Qin Shiyuan, standing at the center of the seven swords, all seven different Sword Intents converged.

On closer inspection, those Sword Intents even seemed to have been given physical form in an unbelievable fashion.

The seven Sword Intents condensed into energies that glowed in seven distinct colors.

Those energies intertwined, slowly swirling and flowing around Qin Shiyuan's body.

A single glance was enough to make one sense a profundity far beyond what anyone at this level could comprehend.

Enveloped by Sword Intent like a veil of seven-colored gauze, Qin Shiyuan seemed to become the master of all swords, his entire presence radiating sharpness.

With seven swords circling him and Sword Intent surging straight into the heavens, Qin Shiyuan instantly drew the attention of everyone present.

The next moment, an inconceivable scene unfolded.

First, Chen Xin, standing closest to Qin Shiyuan across from him, inexplicably felt an urge to submit rise within his heart.

At first, when he sensed that strange impulse, Chen Xin thought Qin Shiyuan was up to something.

But when the Seven Kill Sword in his hand began to tremble slowly, he understood that things were not as he had imagined.

That urge to submit was the Seven Kill Sword itself taking control of his body and emitting it.

Chen Xin's brow furrowed deeply. He tentatively tried to use the Seven Kill Sword to launch a soul skill at Qin Shiyuan.

The result left him utterly shocked.

He could still attack, but when his Soul Power flowed through the sword, he could clearly feel an obstruction within the Seven Kill Sword.

This had never happened before!

Under such suppression, both the casting speed and power of his soul skills would likely be reduced by at least thirty percent!

"How is that possible? His Sword Intent alone can affect me this much!"

"Wait. Even I, a Peak Douluo, am like this. Then wouldn't everyone else..."

Just as he had guessed, the moment Chen Xin's words fell, an incredibly spectacular scene erupted in the stands.

As waves of Soul Power, strong and weak alike, continuously surged forth—

In mere moments, every spectator within a ten-mile radius of the stands had involuntarily summoned their martial souls.

For a time, multicolored lights flashed continuously through the crowd, illuminating one gaping mouth after another.

"M-My martial soul came out on its own? I haven't even summoned it yet."

"Me too. It seems... it's because of the Sword Intent released by the Lord of the Star-Plucking Tower!"

"Gasp! Just a trace of his aura can force martial souls out to protect their masters? But he only has Seven Rings! I'm already a Soul Douluo!"

"Wait! Something seems to be wrong with my martial soul!"

Suddenly, an exceptionally panicked voice drew the attention of those nearby.

"My martial soul suddenly isn't listening to me! No matter what I do, I can't retract it!"

The man held a sword in his hand, while seven Spirit Rings of different colors floated quietly behind him.

A Seven-Ring Soul Saint was clearly considered quite formidable in this area.

Yet this powerful man's pupils were now filled with terror, cold sweat involuntarily beading on his forehead.

"Not good! I can't recall it—not only that, it's no longer under my control!"

"How is that possible?! Why can't I even activate my soul skill?!"

Hearing his words, the people around him looked as though they had heard some absurd fantasy, all wearing skeptical expressions.

A Soul Master could not control his own martial soul?

In all the long history of the Soul Master world, this was the first time they had ever heard of such a thing.

"Brother, if you want attention, you don't need to go this far, do you? At least make up something believable..."

As the surrounding crowd spoke, their voices gradually fell silent.

Because they realized that the Soul Saint with the sword martial soul was not listening to them at all. Instead, his expression grew increasingly frantic.

"Could it be... not fake?"

"This..."

Everyone noticed that something was wrong, but with no precedent to draw upon, everyone present could only stand where they were in helpless confusion.

"What is it trying to tell me?"

Suddenly, the sword-wielding Soul Saint seemed to sense some kind of message coming from his sword and immediately fell silent.

"It wants me to submit. In that direction... is it the Tower Master of Star-Plucking Tower?"

His murmured words instantly left countless people stunned.

Yet after the news spread, people discovered that this was not an isolated case.

Among the Soul Masters present, every single one with a martial soul related to swords experienced the exact same thing.

"If Tower Master Qin can make every sword martial soul in the world willingly submit to him, then wouldn't that make him... the Sword Master?"

"Does Sword Master mean... the master whom all Soul Masters who follow the path of the sword wish to follow?"

At that moment, someone's remark silenced the entire crowd in an instant.

The words drifted into their minds, and everyone turned their gazes toward Qin Shiyuan in the distance.

The Soul Masters with sword martial souls all rose to their feet, a fervent light flashing in their eyes.

The rest quietly sat down, as though they had already imagined Star-Plucking Tower in the future being filled with sword-crazed maniacs, and silently swallowed...

(To explain for what follows: this is not about being some great philanthropist. It is a piece of foreshadowing, so please be patient and keep reading.)

"Hah! Tower Master Qin, today Chen has learned much. I am inferior to you."

After carefully experiencing Qin Shiyuan's seven kinds of Sword Intent, Chen Xin's face was filled with shock.

For a moment, he seemed to have forgotten his own status and sect, forgotten that the person before him was his enemy.

Right now, Chen Xin was merely a pure Swordsman, a pure seeker of knowledge...

"Tower Master Qin, I wish to ask you a few questions. I wonder if I may..."

"Rumble!"

Before Chen Xin could finish speaking, a massive iron hammer suddenly came hurtling straight toward Qin Shiyuan.

"Chen Xin, stop wasting time talking nonsense with this little bastard."

"Let's join forces and kill this snake first, then slowly torture him to death to ease the hatred in our hearts!"