Golden Crocodile Douluo's pupils constricted as he let out a muffled growl, his voice carrying a trace of incredulous shock.
"Wasn't he already dead?!"
"City of Slaughter... Asura Demon Sword..."
Azure Phoenix Douluo narrowed his sharp eyes slightly as the airflow around him began to whirl faster.
"His aura... is wrong! This isn't an ordinary Limit Douluo! That sword..."
Battle intent surged within Mighty Lion Douluo's golden lion eyes, yet it was accompanied by a trace of instinctive wariness.
"What a terrifying aura of slaughter! Even through the image, it pierces the soul!"
The invisible arrow intent at Light Feather Douluo's fingertips trembled faintly. The cold smile at the corner of his lips faded into gravity.
"His condition is strange. That level of power... seems to have surpassed the boundaries of mortals."
Qian Jun and Jiang Mo exchanged a glance, each seeing profound shock in the other's eyes.
To their generation, the name Tang Chen was like a nightmare.
He was the peerless fiend who had once contended with Qian Daoliu—and had even held a slight advantage!
Only Qian Daoliu remained still.
The instant he saw Tang Chen's figure, especially the Asura Demon Sword, the Sacred Light Aura that had always remained unchanged around him suddenly fluctuated!
Though it was exceedingly subtle, it was like a boulder crashing into a tranquil lake!
For the first time, all composure vanished from his refined, gentle face!
His golden pupils constricted violently, as though he had seen something that absolutely should not have existed—something that even filled him with fear!
"Asura... Demon Sword?"
A barely perceptible tremor entered Qian Daoliu's voice. It no longer held its usual gentleness, but was filled with dread and horror rising from the depths of his soul!
"He... he actually received the Asura God's recognition?"
"No... that's impossible!