Acheron's slash severed heaven and earth.
Because Lu Jiang's strength had risen another level compared to last time, Acheron's strength had also undergone a qualitative leap.
The Blade Qi she unleashed was even more powerful.
Chen Xin watched helplessly as his Martial Soul shattered before his eyes.
The blood he had just spat out fell directly to the ground.
Chen Xin slowly turned his head and looked at the crack that had split open in the sky behind him.
His eyes glistened with tears.
"I finally found it..."
At that moment, indescribable excitement overwhelmed him. Trembling, he reached toward the crack in the sky.
However, just then, the right arm he had extended suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood.
That had been the hand he used to wield his sword.
Sword Douluo, the strongest attack-type Weapon Martial Soul master on the Douluo Continent.
Even the few Titled Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect would have to avoid his edge and yield to him.
Yet such an existence had now been severely injured by a girl who appeared to be only in her teens.
Acheron calmly sheathed her katana.
Suddenly, she glanced downward, then wiped the blood from her arm.
At that moment, everyone was too shocked to move.
Ning Fengzhi could barely remain standing even with Gu Rong supporting him.
"That old bastard really got his bones broken this time."
Gu Rong narrowed his eyes, still looking as unconcerned as ever.
Yet Ning Fengzhi could keenly feel the force in Gu Rong's hand.
Ning Fengzhi winced in pain. If he had not already been a Rank 79 Soul Sage, Gu Rong would likely have crushed this arm long ago.
Ning Fengzhi straightened his clothes, making himself look less disheveled.
Then he looked at Chen Xin in the distance and