Welcoming the Final Seven-on-Seven

Cold Rhyme Douluo, Cold Rhyme Zither, Fourth Soul Skill, Vacuum Pull!

At the critical moment, Wu Yang Jin did not hesitate. Starlight surged within his eyes as he unleashed the Star Eyes Martial Soul's power at full force, instantly disrupting the surrounding space and causing the Netherworld Slash to deviate slightly.

That tiny deviation allowed Tang Wu Lin to barely steady himself in midair and narrowly avoid the Netherworld Slash's direct attack. However, his shoulder was still carved open by Netherworld power, spraying blood.

"Tsk—"

Tang Wu Lin gritted his teeth and endured, quickly stabilizing himself with the Golden Dragon Body's restorative power. Seizing this brief opening, Wu Yang Jin abruptly closed in, unleashing the Star Eyes Martial Soul once more!

Qian Gu Qingfeng suddenly felt as though the entire world had descended into chaos. In his vision, Wu Yang Jin had transformed into countless afterimages, each seemingly real yet also illusory.

"Not good!" Qian Gu Qingfeng's heart jolted.

"What a powerful ability..."

At the same time, Tang Wu Lin had recovered under Wu Yang Jin's cover. The Golden Dragon Spear swept out, and a golden curtain of light suddenly erupted.

Then, combining it with the power Wu Yang Jin had infused into him, Tang Wu Lin directly controlled the Golden Dragon Spear and hurled it toward the distant Cold Rhyme Douluo.

The instant Tang Wu Lin threw the Golden Dragon Spear, Cold Rhyme Douluo sensed it. An intense stabbing pain appeared in her chest almost immediately, and in that instant, she felt as though her blood had frozen solid.

Dodge?

There was no time.

The Golden Dragon Spear was simply too fast.

The next moment, the Golden Dragon Spear had arrived.

Sensing danger, she immediately summoned her battle armor, strengthening her defenses and Soul Power output. At the same