Sword Bones Together, Tang Yu's Terrifying Strength!

Chen Xin gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands and raised it high.

"Seven Kill True Body!"

Dazzling golden light erupted from within his body, completely swallowing him whole.

He merged his entire being with the intent of the Seven Kill Sword.

A massive Seven Kill Sword, dozens of meters long, hovered in mid-air, radiating an overbearing sharpness capable of severing all things.

Ning Fengzhi tilted his head back, eyes wide, staring at the giant sword in the sky as he exclaimed in shock.

"He actually used his Martial Soul True Body!"

One had to know that for someone at the Super Douluo level, once the Martial Soul True Body was activated, it was a sign that they were fighting for their life.

The giant sword in mid-air emitted a deafening hum.

Chen Xin unleashed his most formidable soul skill.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!"

Following this thunderous roar, a strange phenomenon suddenly manifested in the sky.

Dense swarms of sword qi appeared out of thin air, blotting out the sun.

Countless sharp longswords, like a torrential downpour, descended frantically with the power to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.

The entire mountain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect trembled under the pressure of this terrifying rain of swords.

Yet, at this very moment.

A dazzling soul ring rose slowly from Tang Yu's body.

The light was not yellow, not purple, and not black.

It was a deep, piercing, and intense shade of scarlet.

Seeing that glowing soul ring, Ning Rongrong froze instantly, dumbfounded.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably.

"A... a red soul ring?"

"A hundred-thousand-year soul ring!"

Ning Fengzhi's mouth hung open as well, a dry gasp escaping his throat.

His usually composed face was now overtaken by sheer horror.

"H-how is this possible..."

"It's actually a hundred-thousand-year one!"

Across the entire Douluo Continent, the powerhouses capable of possessing a hundred-thousand-year soul ring could be counted on one hand, and every one of them was an old monster who had lived for decades.

Chen Xin, transformed into the giant sword, felt his pupils constrict violently.

An intense sense of impending death shrouded his heart.

But the Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin had already been released; like an arrow shot from a bow, there was no holding back, and absolutely no room for retreat.

The violent rain of swords was only a few meters away from the top of Tang Yu's head.

Tang Yu stood his ground, his soul ring fully manifested.

His eyes were cold as he recited silently in his heart.

"Forest of Eternal Treasures."

The moment those four words fell.

An incomprehensible power erupted from Tang Yu and surged outward.

This power spread with incredible speed, silent and soundless.

In an instant, it encompassed the entire world, along with everyone present.

Gu Rong, being the closest, was the first to react.

He widened his eyes in sheer terror.

He could clearly feel the energy of his Bone Dragon Void-Nether Array rapidly plummeting.

The black bone pillars, previously incomparably sturdy, began to turn gray and brittle, like withered bones weathered by a thousand years of wind.

"What is happening!"

Gu Rong desperately channeled the soul power within his body, only to find that the energy he poured in vanished without a trace, like a clay ox entering the sea.

At the same time.

The Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, which had been descending with the momentum of a rainbow, met with a catastrophic disaster.

The endless sword qi disintegrated simultaneously, without even making a sound.

The rain of swords filling the sky turned into specks of light, annihilating directly in mid-air.

Chen Xin, transformed into the giant sword, was struck with utter panic.

He felt all the power he had unleashed being completely absorbed.

At the same time, a dense black aura rose from the surrounding heavens and earth, engulfing the entire space.

Forest of Eternal Treasures, a rule-based soul skill, an absolute domain.

It could absorb every ounce of energy within it.

Life, soul power, everything!

Enemies below god-level were utterly unable to resist within this domain.

Amidst the swirling black mist.

Tang Yu slightly raised his head, his gaze locking directly onto Chen Xin in mid-air.

The moment their eyes met.

Chen Xin's entire body shuddered instantly, as if struck by lightning.

His body was forced out of his Avatar of the Martial Soul state and back to its original form.

Following that, he discovered with horror that his entire body's soul power was rapidly dissipating at this very moment!

Chen Xin felt his soul shaking incessantly, as if monstrous waves were churning within his body.

The soul power that had once been as responsive as his own limbs was now completely out of control, leaking wildly through every pore of his body.

He clearly sensed that the power he had painstakingly cultivated for years was vanishing at a terrifying speed.

His meridians instantly became hollow, and even the origin aura deep within his dantian began to waver.

This sensation of power being pulled away out of thin air sent a chill down the spine of this battle-hardened sword master.

Gu Rong, standing on the other side, was in an even worse state, his face already as pale as paper.

"I can't hold it!"

Gu Rong shouted, the veins on his forehead bulging as his gaunt hands desperately formed seals in front of him.

He was attempting to stabilize the crumbling, massive array.

Several crisp cracking sounds, like porcelain shattering, exploded in mid-air.

The Bone Dragon Void-Nether Array he took such pride in was now covered in dense cracks across the surface of its thick, black bone pillars.

"BOOM!!!"

Then, amidst a thunderous roar, the entire array collapsed, turning into a sky full of grayish-white bone dust that fell in a rustling cascade.

Gu Rong was instantly struck by the backlash of the array's destruction.

His chest felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and his figure staggered back more than a dozen steps.

A mouthful of bright red blood sprayed from his mouth, staining the front of his robes.

The thick, hard bone armor dissipated instantly, and he collapsed, kneeling weakly on the ground.

Ning Fengzhi and his daughter, who were still some distance from the center of the battle, were faring no better.

"..."

Although Ning Rongrong was not directly at the center of the domain, she felt her breathing become labored.

The young girl felt her limbs go soft, and the soul power within her was leaking out uncontrollably.

Even her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul had dimmed, and the terror of having her power forcibly stripped away made her tremble all over.

"How is this possible!!"

Ning Fengzhi's expression trembled violently, his eyes fixed on the distorted space ahead.

The knuckles of the hand gripping his scepter turned white from the force.

Is this the exclusive soul skill of a hundred-thousand-year soul ring?

It was simply too terrifying; such a method had exceeded his understanding of soul masters.

In his perception, this was not power that a human could possibly master.

It was more like the methods of resistance that only the legendary, high-and-mighty gods who ruled over all things in the world could display.

Chen Xin, at the center of the storm, bit his tongue hard, using the sharp pain to forcibly steady his mind.

His expression was grave, filled with an unprecedented, murderous aura.

He knew clearly in his heart that if he allowed this suction to continue, he would inevitably suffer a crushing defeat today.

He had to make one final, desperate struggle before this power drained him dry.

As a top-tier swordsman of the world, he still maintained the composure and calm befitting a powerhouse.

Chen Xin slowly raised the Seven Kill Sword in his hand, its light now faint, and pointed the tip toward the firmament.

He still had one final strike, a peak attack that condensed his lifelong cultivation of the sword path!

His body stood straight, and the remaining soul power in his body began to burn fiercely.

His previously withered momentum began to climb crazily at this moment, as if it would pierce through the nine heavens.

The pitch-black eighth soul ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up, releasing an extremely dazzling radiance.