Master, Are You Really His Excellency the Arbiter?!

Lin Mian still took out a leaf, but this time, instead of casually tossing it aside, he flung it hard, channeling his Soul Power into it.

This time, he did not use Rules or the power of Order, but his own Soul Power.

The instant he threw it, the leaf seemed to transform into an arrow. It flew so fast that even Chen Xin had difficulty tracking it.

Ice Empress and Snow Empress saw it more clearly.

The leaf-turned-arrow shot through the air at tremendous speed and shattered one of the swords overhead.

In the blink of an eye, the nearly sky-filling Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect was completely destroyed.

"His strength is even more terrifying than it was decades ago. Even if the two of us joined forces this time, we would probably lose in a very short time."

"Even Di Tian would definitely be no match for him. Is he really not a god?"

Snow Empress could not help but voice such a sentiment. Even she was far from capable of such a method.

She could not help suspecting that the man before her had already become a god.

"I don't know either. Compared to Xue'er, my strength is still far inferior."

Ice Empress answered instinctively. She, too, had been shaken by that display.

But they were not the only ones shocked. The most shocked person was Chen Xin, the one directly involved.

His Ten Thousand Swords Return to Sect might not have been his strongest technique, but it was certainly not something others could take lightly.

Yet now, it had been destroyed so effortlessly by a single leaf.

He felt as if even his Sword Heart had been clouded. Such a gap in strength was simply despairing.

Beyond her shock, Zhu Zhuqing was excited. She had already confirmed one thing.

Her master was definitely the legendary Judgment Douluo.

With such strength and such methods, no one but the Judgment Douluo could be responsible.

Although her master's image was vastly different from what she had imagined the Judgment Douluo would be like, this strength was enough to prove everything.

Did this mean she really could take control of Judgment Hall?

Her master seemed to have said that once he became a god, he would hand Judgment Hall over to her.

Before Gu Rong could retreat, Xiao Wu heard the commotion and came out from inside as well.

The moment she saw the nine Spirit Rings in the sky, she immediately suppressed her presence.

Why was there a Title Douluo here?

Then an even more frightening sight unfolded before her.

The attack of such a Title Douluo had actually been so utterly insignificant before that man.

He must have already discovered her identity, so why had he not attacked her?

No one gave her an answer.

Then Lin Mian's voice rang out again.

"Your attack is good. Do you have a stronger move to show me? This time, out of respect, I can let you see my martial soul."

A martial soul?

If he used his martial soul, would that prove his identity?

Although Chen Xin had already formed a suspicion about this man's identity, he still did not dare be certain.

This was the perfect chance to confirm it. It might very well be an opportunity for Rongrong.

Fighting spirit rose in his heart once more, and sword qi surged again.

"Very well. For this next sword, I ask Senior to offer some guidance."

Chen Xin's long hair stirred without wind, divine light gleamed in his eyes, and he murmured:

"The cassia tree stood youthful across a hundred miles; partridges cried through the cool shade of noon. Above Yanping Ford, peaks rose sharp as blades; the sword departed, the river lay empty, and the waters flowed on."

His ninth black ring rose and spun into the sky, and the entire space was enveloped by a Sword Domain so dense it seemed impossible to dissolve.

Chen Xin stood where he was, the Seven Kill Sword trembling faintly. Its clear cry carried a chilling, soul-shaking killing intent.

Ninth Soul Skill, God and Demon Dual Slash!

He became one with his sword, his entire body completely merging with the Seven Kill Sword and transforming into a dazzling sword rainbow intertwined with azure and white. Runes flowed across the blade as sword intent tore through the sky.

Within this single sword lay two aspects, god and demon: God Slash, swift to the extreme and indestructible, specialized in breaking divine sense and defenses;

Demon Slash, forceful to the extreme, capable of collapsing mountains and splitting peaks, shattering heavy armor and barriers.

One white and one black, the two streams of sword qi intertwined in midair into a terrifying cross. Space violently caved in, and before the sword qi even arrived, the wind pressure had already plowed deep trenches into the ground.

This was his strongest sword, and also his final sword.

Chen Xin had been born for the sword. A solitary man, he would one day die with a sword in hand.

He did not regret it. He had given his entire life to the sword.

Perhaps only because of this had he been able to reach the pinnacle of the Sword Dao in the current Douluo Continent.

In the present Douluo Continent, he stood at the pinnacle of the sword, the goal pursued by every swordsman.

Those who came after might surpass him, but he had already done enough to leave his name behind.

"Not bad. Your sword truly is the strongest sword in the Douluo Continent. You are also qualified to witness my martial soul."

"Order Seal."

A small, unadorned seal appeared in Lin Mian's hand.

Two purple, three black, and four red—nine Spirit Rings appeared around him.

Because of the system, his first Spirit Ring had already exceeded two thousand years, so it should naturally be purple.

Seeing such a Spirit Ring configuration, everyone around them drew sharp breaths.

Could a human truly possess something like this?

Understanding flashed through Chen Xin's eyes.

No wonder the man's appearance had seemed familiar when he first saw it.

So he had already seen him at Spirit Hall decades ago.

Back then, Chen Xin had yet to make a name for himself on the continent and was merely an insignificant figure.

One day, from a great distance, he had witnessed the bearing of the Judgment Douluo above Spirit Hall. At that time, Lin Mian had already been a Limit Douluo.

He had battled Qian Daoliu, the grand enshrined of Spirit Hall, in the air.

That battle had left a deep impression on Chen Xin. Though he had been unable to see Lin Mian's face clearly, that bearing had been deeply engraved in his mind.

Those Spirit Rings were something he could never forget for the rest of his life.

To see him again today, he already felt that his life had no regrets.

"Come, His Excellency the Arbiter. Let me see just how powerful the martial soul of the strongest person in the world can be."

"Very well, as you wish."

"Suppress!"

His Excellency the Arbiter?!

Even though everyone present had their suspicions, seeing Lin Mian acknowledge it himself still left them stunned.

So Master really was His Excellency the Arbiter.

This person was actually His Excellency the Arbiter?

The first was Zhu Zhuqing's thought, while the second was naturally Ning Rongrong's.

Ning Rongrong felt the image of her idol collapsing in her heart. How could such a villain be the Judgment Douluo?

As the word "suppress" left his lips,

The Order Seal suddenly expanded. Time and space seemed to freeze, while strange patterns appeared in the air like Rules.

The two enormous swords containing boundless power also froze in midair.

The Rules carried by the seal brutally suppressed the two giant swords.

Patterns symbolizing Rules completely covered the giant swords.

Then, as though being devoured, the giant swords slowly shrank before vanishing completely into the air.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's strongest move disappeared just like that.

Chen Xin was not dejected. Instead, he shouted excitedly.

"Hahahaha!!! I understand! I truly understand!"

"So the next step of the Sword Dao is Rules."

"Everything in the world is formed from Rules. The Sword Dao should have its own Rules as well."

"What I need to do is master the Rules, grasp the Rules."

"Rules, Rules..."

Soul Power fluctuations began to emerge from Chen Xin's body.

This was not an attack, but a sign that he was about to break through.