Sword Douluo's Shock! Tang Chen Was Unfathomable!

The hundred-zhang sword light capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, the Dragon Shadow capable of freezing time and space, both silently melted away before this Soul Power like spring snow beneath the blazing sun.

What?!

Chen Xin and Gu Rong's bodies abruptly froze in midair, their eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets.

Their strongest combined strike had simply... vanished?

How could this be?!

Even a Level 99 limit Douluo could never have so effortlessly neutralized their attack!

The two stared at Tang Chen in horror as an even more scalp-numbing fact surfaced in their minds.

From beginning to end, not a single Spirit Ring had appeared on this young man's body!

Tang Chen withdrew his gaze, as though he had merely done something insignificant.

He took a step forward and walked straight toward the depths of the main hall, completely ignoring the three people standing there in stunned silence.

"Stop!"

Their dignity and the Sect's honor would not allow Chen Xin and Gu Rong to endure such utter humiliation.

The two exchanged a glance and saw the same resolve in each other's eyes.

"Martial Soul Avatar!"

Gu Rong let out a Long Howl Towards the Sky. His massive body instantly transformed into an enormous Bone Dragon that blotted out the sky, Dragon's Might surging as he roared and charged at Tang Chen once more.

"Buzz—"

The Seven Kill Sword in Chen Xin's hand also soared with the wind, transforming into a giant sword that pierced heaven and earth. Sword qi swept in all directions, sealing off every route of retreat for Tang Chen.

The two Douluo had activated their Martial Soul Avatars at the same time, determined to make one final stand!

Facing the two colossal beings, Tang Chen finally stopped.

He slowly turned around.

The Blue Silver Grass Phantom towering behind him solidified completely at that moment!

It was no longer a phantom, but seemed to be the true Ancestor Blue Silver Emperor, crossing the river of time and space to descend here!

A vast and boundless Life Divine Might crashed down, mixed with Emperor's Dominance that ruled over all things!

That Blue Silver Grass merely trembled lightly.

Boom!

Boom!

Two dull explosions rang out.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong's immense Martial Soul Avatars were forcibly crushed from midair back into Human Form by that aura!

Both of them spat out blood, their faces Pale as Paper, and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Pfft—"

"Th-this really is... Blue Silver Grass?"

Ning Fengzhi murmured in a daze, nearly unable to keep hold of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand.

Too terrifying!

That aura, that power...

Who exactly was he?!

At this moment, they finally realized clearly that this young man's strength had already far exceeded the realm of a limit Douluo!

It was a realm they could neither comprehend nor resist!

Chen Xin struggled to rise from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He looked at the equally badly injured Gu Rong beside him, a trace of madness and resolve flashing through his eyes.

It seemed there was only one move left!

The madness and resolve in Chen Xin's eyes grew even stronger as he looked at Gu Rong beside him.

"Old Bone, for a hundred years, you and I have fought side by side. Do you dare go to the Yellow Springs with me?"

Gu Rong froze at first, then burst into hearty laughter, his voice carrying both boldness and tragic grandeur.

"Hahahaha! With the Sword Bone Combination, where in this world can we not go?"

"Today, we shall let this Senior witness the final trump card of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Ning Fengzhi's expression changed. He knew what the two intended to do. His lips moved, but in the end, he did not speak to stop them.

Things had come to this. There was only a fight to the death.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged another glance, and the auras around their bodies strangely fused together at that instant.

Chen Xin's Sword Intent was no longer pure sharpness; it gained an unchanging solidity that had endured since ancient times.

Gu Rong's Bone Soul was no longer mere defense; it became coated in Killing Aura capable of severing all things.

"At the end of eternity, heaven and earth become one!"

The two shouted in unison, their voices seeming not to belong to this era, carrying the desolation and dominance of ancient times.

This was no ordinary Martial Soul Fusion Skill. It was the supreme combined technique passed down through generations by Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, one that could only be unleashed when their hearts were connected and their souls resonated!

In an instant, the Seven Kill Sword flew from Chen Xin's hand and hovered in the air.

Gu Rong's Bone Dragon true form appeared once again, but instead of lunging forward, it transformed into streams of grayish-white flowing light that all merged into the Seven Kill Sword!

"Buzz—!"

The Seven Kill Sword Violently Trembled, and countless mysterious bone-white patterns emerged across its blade.

At the hilt, a ferocious Dragon Head Bone Carving even condensed.

A terrifying Sword Intent that transcended the limits of time and space erupted!

That sword strike no longer seemed to have been unleashed by Chen Xin.

It seemed to have crossed the endless river of time from the distant Primordial Era, carrying the first strand of Killing Aura from the birth of heaven and earth as it locked onto Tang Chen.

Under this sword, the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and even the space within a hundred li, completely froze.

Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong discovered in horror that they could not even move a finger. They could only watch helplessly as that peerless vicious sword, fused with the paths of sword and bone, slashed toward Tang Chen.

Faced with this earth-shaking sword strike, a faint change finally appeared on Tang Chen's face.

He nodded lightly.

"Interesting."

He gave his calm assessment.

"A strike infinitely close to that of a Deity. Unfortunately, it is still merely a mortal's method."

"Still far too weak."

The instant his words fell, a Chaos Domain silently unfolded around him.

Within that domain, there were no laws, no elements, no time or space—only the most primordial void.

The Seven Kill Sword, carrying the killing intent of eternity, abruptly halted the instant it pierced into the domain.

The radiance on its blade dimmed at a visible pace.

Its high-pitched hum turned mournful.

It exhausted all its strength in an attempt to advance another inch, yet it was as though it had fallen into an eternal swamp, unable to move at all.

"Retreat."

Tang Chen softly uttered a single word.

Boom!

The Seven Kill Sword, fused with the lifelong cultivation of two Titled Douluo, was forcibly blasted out of the domain by that One Word True Statement!

Pfft!

Pfft!

Chen Xin and Gu Rong seemed to have been struck by lightning. Their bodies shook violently, and they spat out another mouthful of blood, their auras instantly weakening to the extreme.

Ning Fengzhi was also caught in the backlash. The light of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand scattered, and a mouthful of blood stained his chest crimson.

"Defeated..."

"Completely defeated..."

Chen Xin collapsed onto the ground, staring at the ceiling with ashes-of-death despair filling his eyes.

Even their strongest move had failed to harm the other party in the slightest.

The gap between them and this person was too vast to describe in words.

Who... exactly was this man?

Could it be that heaven truly intended to destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

Gu Rong was equally pale, his face like gold paper. He did not even have the strength to get back up.

For the first time, true despair also appeared in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

Was the Sect he had protected all his life about to be destroyed here today?