Seven Kill True Body!

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Training Ground.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Myriad Swords Return to Origin!"

The mountain of blades and sea of swords instantly transformed into a torrential rain of sword shadows, pouring down as Ye Buqun continuously fended them off with the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.

"If that's the case, then let the rain fall even harder!"

With a thought from Sword Douluo Chen Xin, he swept two fingers like a sword, and an even denser, more devastating rain descended.

Then, a scene that left everyone around them utterly stunned unfolded.

A Seven Kill Sword identical to Chen Xin's appeared in Ye Buqun's left hand!

Then Ye Buqun hurled the Seven Kill Sword into the sky!

In an instant, thunderclouds blanketed the heavens, and a colossal sword hundreds of meters long descended from the clouds!

"Seventh Soul Skill: Seven Kill True Body!"

Ye Buqun's voice boomed like a great bell across the earth and sky. In an instant, the endless sword shadows released by Chen Xin turned into mist and scattered through the air, as though they had never existed.

"W-What?!"

"H-How is that possible?!"

In an instant, the immense pressure became a violent gale that nearly blew everyone's hair apart. Some disciples could not even keep their eyes open against it.

Not only them—even the usually composed Chen Xin was deeply shocked, swiftly dodging the strike.

With a deafening boom, the enormous Seven Kill Sword split the vast Training Ground in two. The crack between them had even become an abyssal ravine hundreds of meters deep!

The might of that strike was enough to shake one's soul apart!

Fortunately, Ye Buqun had deliberately avoided everyone, and no one was injured.

Ning Rongrong stood frozen in place. Whether from fear or shock, her little mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg inside.

Many of the disciples wore the same expression.

"Please stop, Your Excellency. This old man admits defeat!"

Chen Xin took the initiative to surrender. The youth in midair withdrew his Soul Power and landed on the ground.

By then, the formerly spacious, neat, and sturdy Training Ground had been shattered by Sword Qi and heavy blows, nearly reduced to ruins.

Ye Buqun looked around and wondered whether he had gone a little too far.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo all stared at the youth in confusion, their expressions as though they were looking at a monster.

Why did this youth possess both the Seven Kill Sword and the Clear Sky Hammer as Martial Souls?

Even Twin Martial Souls should not be this absurd, right?!

Some of Chen Xin's disciples did not understand why their master had conceded. The battle might not have been over yet, since Chen Xin had not used the soul skill of his Tool Soul True Body.

Why did he believe his Seventh Soul Skill was inferior to this youth's?

The more powerful an expert became, the sharper their perception. That was an indisputable fact. Chen Xin could clearly sense that the youth had not used his full strength in that Seven Kill True Body strike!

And that was indeed the truth.

The moment Ye Buqun revealed the Seven Kill Sword, Chen Xin could already sense that Ye Buqun's Soul Power surpassed his own. Moreover, a Martial Soul Avatar consumed an enormous amount of Soul Power. Yet after using Seven Kill True Body, the Soul Power fluctuations around Ye Buqun remained incredibly strong—they had even increased rather than diminished.

Did such a being truly exist on the continent?

Chen Xin had lived for most of his life and had never encountered an opponent who inspired such awe in him, much less one who was only a youth?!

And why did he possess the same Martial Soul as Chen Xin?

Countless shocks and doubts flooded everyone's hearts. Naturally, they would never figure it out.

The reasoning was actually very simple. Both the Clear Sky Hammer and Seven Kill Sword Martial Souls now belonged to Ye Buqun alone. His current combat power was equivalent to Tang Hao and Chen Xin combined, so naturally he was stronger than Chen Xin.

And if they continued fighting and he unleashed even stronger moves, he could directly destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

No matter what, Chen Xin had lost to this youth.

There was also one detail someone noticed: Chen Xin's form of address for the youth had changed from "Sir" to "Your Excellency."

Ye Buqun descended from the air, looking somewhat apologetic. "Forgive my discourtesy, Senior Chen Xin. I've turned the Training Ground into this state. I will compensate you."

On Douluo Continent, strength was revered above all else, not to mention that he had saved Ning Fengzhi's biological daughter. At this moment, Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo, and all the disciples wore respectful expressions.

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi said anxiously, "What are you saying? You are the benefactor of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. How could we possibly let you compensate us for these losses?"

As one of the Upper Three Sects, repairing and rebuilding such a huge Training Ground would certainly cost a considerable sum, but to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it was merely a drop in the ocean.

After asking about Ye Buqun's general circumstances and learning that he was four years older than his daughter, Ning Fengzhi had some other thoughts. "You would not mind if I call you little brother, would you? If you do not find it beneath you, Fengzhi would like to invite you to become the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's third Guardian Elder."

Bone Douluo Gu Rong, however, said, "Fengzhi, from that battle just now, I understand that this little brother is stronger than us. And since he is Rongrong's benefactor, he should be the Chief Elder, ranked above Chen Xin and this old fellow."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin nodded, indicating that he had no objection.

In truth, Ning Fengzhi had already begun to sense a crisis. He vaguely felt that Spirit Hall would make a move against them, which was why he was eager to recruit powerful talents into his ranks.

Ye Buqun smiled. "It is not that I mean to reject your kindness, but I have grown accustomed to freedom and do not like being constrained. I still have other important matters to attend to, so I must decline."

The Chief Elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would rank above Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo. That was practically equivalent to being the sect's vice sect master. Others could only dream of such a position, yet this youth had rejected it outright?

Ning Rongrong looked somewhat dejected. "You're really heartless, aren't you? You're leaving just like that?"

Naturally, Ning Rongrong also wanted Ye Buqun to stay.

"Rongrong, do not be rude!" Ning Fengzhi called out to his daughter before saying to the youth, "If you truly do not wish to remain here, then Ning will not force you. But no matter where you go, you will always be a friend of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Ye Buqun smiled at that. "Naturally. However, I promise you this: if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ever has need of Ye, Ye will surely come!"

After saying that, he created a Clown Mask with a thought and placed it in Ning Fengzhi's hand. "Take this as a token. If your men bring this to find me, I will surely come to your sect. Also, you may take this to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. They will understand the moment they see it, and they will join forces with you as well."

Ye Buqun's words seemed to carry a deeper meaning. It was as if he already knew what was about to happen—