Sword Douluo Chen Xin, Only Ranked Tenth?!

Above a mighty pass, corpses lay everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

Below the pass, a heavily armored legion clad in platinum armor and riding Sub-Dragon mounts charged forward, radiating an Aura that promised Destruction to all.

Within the scene, a tall, lean figure in a simple white robe stood alone atop the city walls.

He had only one arm.

The empty sleeve at his severed arm fluttered violently in the grim wind.

It was Sword Douluo, Chen Xin!

Facing the Holy Dragon Legion, powerful enough to crush everything in its path, he remained calm and slowly raised the Seven Kill Sword in his hand.

No dazzling Soul Rings lit up, nor were any earth-shaking soul skills unleashed.

He merely brought his sword down in a simple slash.

The next moment.

The entire world fell silent.

Several hundred Holy Dragon Legion knights charging at the front, together with their Sub-Dragon mounts, silently turned to dust.

Where that Sword Light passed, it left behind a terrifying, bottomless ravine across the ground, stretching to the very end of sight.

One sword strike annihilated the Holy Dragon Legion!

The scene ended abruptly there.

Yet that world-destroying strike was deeply etched into the Depths of the Soul of everyone present.

Only after a long while did golden words emerge once more upon the Divine Ranking.

[Ranking Reward: One God-Bestowed Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring (can automatically replace any Soul Ring possessed by the recipient), one God-Bestowed Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone (random body part), Seven Kill Sword Intent!]

The entire continent sank into Deathly Silence.

Everyone was left dazed by the unimaginable scene and the incomparably generous rewards.

Spirit City, Papal Palace.

"Crack!"

Bibi Dong suddenly crushed the scepter in her hand. She stared fixedly at the Sky Screen, her stunning face filled with gloom and apprehension.

"The Holy Dragon Legion..."

She uttered the name one word at a time.

It was one of Spirit Hall's most elite Spirit Master legions, her trump card for Unifying the Continent in the future!

Yet it had...

It had been wiped out by that old man with a single strike in the future?

And the Chen Xin in that scene had even lost an arm!

If one-armed Chen Xin was already this terrifying, how dreadful would he be at his peak?

What unsettled her even more was that the scene had depicted the future!

Did this mean Spirit Hall's plan to destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had gone wrong?

That the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would still have the ability to strike back??

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The sect was already filled with jubilation.

"Congratulations, Elder Sword!"

"Hahaha, I knew Elder Sword's Seven Kill Sword would definitely make the ranking!"

"The number one attack power on the continent truly lives up to its reputation!"

Countless disciples and elders congratulated Chen Xin, every face brimming with pride and joy.

Yet Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master, did not have the slightest smile on his face.

His brows were tightly furrowed as he watched the destroyed legion in the scene with a Solemn Gaze.

"Fengzhi, what's wrong?"

Bone Douluo Gu Rong, standing beside him, noticed his unusual state and asked.

Ning Fengzhi said in a low voice, "Uncle Bone, look at that legion's standard equipment. It's Spirit Hall's Holy Dragon Legion."

At those words, Gu Rong's smile faded as well.

Ning Fengzhi sighed.

"Uncle Sword became enemies with the Holy Dragon Legion and even lost an arm... This means that in the future, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will likely stand against Spirit Hall."

He trusted Chen Xin, and he would never envy his good fortune.

What concerned him was the sect's future.

If they went to war with Spirit Hall, what a brutal situation would that be?

Yet Chen Xin himself, at the center of the crowd, appeared exceptionally calm.

He merely gazed quietly at his one-armed future self on the Sky Screen, his eyes deep.

A severed arm?

To protect the sect, what did one mere arm matter?

After a moment, he smiled in relief.

What the future held remained unknown.

But the opportunity before him was real.

It did not matter.

Whatever the future held, it was in their hands.

The next second, three dazzling beams of Golden Light descended from the Sky Screen and instantly enveloped Chen Xin's body.

A red-black Soul Ring containing terrifying energy, a Soul Bone shining with Golden Light, and an incomparably profound torrent of information surged into his body at the same time.

Chen Xin immediately sat cross-legged and began absorbing this God-bestowed gift with all his strength.

Sunset Kingdom, Lake of Life.

Gu Nian looked at the rewards on the Sky Screen, surprise flashing through his eyes as well.

"The reward for tenth place is already this generous?"

He muttered softly.

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, and an insight into "Sword Intent" that directly pointed to the origin of all things.

This was indeed worthy of being called God-bestowed.

"That is pretty good."

The corners of Gu Nian's lips curved slightly upward.

"The further up the ranking, the stronger the rewards should be."

"Master, Master!"

Dugu Yan's eyes sparkled as she curiously tugged on Gu Nian's sleeve.

"What exactly is that Seven Kill Sword Intent? It sounds so amazing!"

Gu Nian shook his head and replied,

"I do not know exactly what it is either."

"It should be something beyond the scope of soul skills, something that touches upon the level of the 'Dao' and its principles."

He paused, then added, "But we can wait and see. Once that Sword Douluo finishes absorbing it, he should demonstrate something."

At that moment, the entire continent had fallen into a frenzy over the rewards of the Divine Ranking.

At first, countless Spirit Masters had questioned whether these rewards were too absurd.

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?

Was that not something that only existed in legends?

But when those three beams of Golden Light truly descended upon the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, every doubt turned into deep envy and jealousy.

For a time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect became the focus of the entire continent.

Countless forces already friendly with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect immediately sent people bearing generous gifts to offer congratulations.

Those unfamiliar with them, meanwhile, frantically sought information about Sword Douluo and the Seven Kill Sword.

Everyone understood that after this event, Sword Douluo Chen Xin and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect behind him would surely soar to new heights!

"Have you heard? Sword Douluo Chen Xin made the Martial Soul Golden Ranking!"

"More than just making the ranking! God directly rewarded him with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!"

"My heavens, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is about to produce a peerless Sword Immortal!"

Similar discussions rang out in every corner of the continent.

Shrek Academy.

"Sword Douluo... was only ranked tenth?"

Dai Mubai looked especially grave. Born into the Star Luo Imperial Family, he understood better than others just how formidable this Titled Douluo was.

Ma Hongjun smacked his lips, his chubby face full of excitement.

"Damn, the tenth-place reward is already this insane. If someone makes the top three, won't they become a God outright?"

Oscar added from the side, "Exactly! I am just hoping my Sausage Martial Soul can make the ranking too. God, reward me with a huge Hundred Thousand Year Sausage!"

Ning Rongrong puffed out her chest, her face full of pride.

"That is my Grandpa Sword! Impressive, right?"