Confronting Long Xiaoyao, Bankai: Purgatory Yamato!

Feeling the terrifying force transmitted from the purple blade, Long Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with shock.

How was this possible?!

The power this brat had unleashed had actually reached the peak of Rank 98!

According to this old man's intelligence, hadn't he only just broken through to Soul Emperor?

What was going on with this power that crossed several major realms?

Yet after a brief moment of surprise, Long Xiaoyao's expression returned to its cold arrogance.

No matter how many tricks you have, before a true Limit Douluo, you are still nothing!

Long Xiaoyao snorted coldly, steadily pinching the blade between two fingers as he said flatly, "Brat..."

"With your meager cultivation, you dare raise blades against us?"

As he spoke, Long Xiaoyao's spiritual power instantly spread outward as he desperately searched for Demon Lion Douluo's soul.

With the resurrection methods Xishui had obtained from the Holy Emperor's inheritance...

She would surely be able to revive his poor disciple!

However—

Crack!

Before Long Xiaoyao could finish his thoughts, Huo Yuhao flicked his wrist, and Yamato instantly slid back into its sheath.

Then, accompanied by a flash of deep-purple sword light, Huo Yuhao's figure abruptly transformed into an afterimage that could not be caught.

"Flash Step: Slash!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Huo Yuhao's figure flickered wildly through the air, moving so fast that even Long Xiaoyao could see only a streak of purple light.

In an instant, he had swept past Shadow Demon Douluo, who stood nearby without even having time to react!

Boom!

Boom!

Countless sharp purple sword lights flowed and interwove through the air. In that instant, Shadow Demon Douluo seemed to have been struck hundreds of times by spatial blades!

"Ahhh—!"

Shadow Demon Douluo let out a heart-rending howl.

As his body collapsed, the boundless agony of his soul being utterly