The Asura Magic Sword Reappears

At that moment, Huo Yuhao below grew anxious.

He called out to Tang Chen, "Senior, the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record?"

Tang Chen furrowed his brow slightly. From Huo Yuhao's anxious expression, he could tell how precious the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record was. At the same time, a voice sounded in his ear: "Great-grandfather, the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record is the foundation of the Tang Sect. You must never let it leak!"

Meanwhile, in the Douluo God Realm!

A purple figure and a green figure blocked Asura's red silhouette. "Asura, we'd better stay right here in the Divine Realm and watch the show!"

At their words, the red figure's expression shifted several times. In the end, he patiently replied to the purple and green figures, "That's only right!"

Then the three figures—one purple, one green, and one red—turned their gazes toward Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen.

The purple figure secretly sent a voice transmission to the green figure: "Xiao Lu, what a great place down there! I never expected the Douluo Continent to have somewhere like this. Once Qian Daoliu takes it, it'll be perfect as our inheritance grounds!"

Back on the Douluo Continent, after hearing the mysterious voice's secret transmission, Tang Chen no longer hesitated. He looked at Qian Daoliu with complete confidence. "Fine, Qian Daoliu. I accept your proposal!"

"But I have one more condition!"

"If I win, I want you to return the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record to me!"

At that, Qian Daoliu smiled—a radiant smile.

"Certainly, Tang Chen," he said with a smile. "But I also need you to agree to one thing!"

"What is it?"

Tang Chen frowned deeply, but still asked Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu replied unhurriedly, "I want your secret Ring Detonation technique!"

When Qian Daoliu said those words, Tang Chen's breathing nearly stopped.

Just then, the mysterious voice sent another transmission: "Agree to it!"

The mysterious voice seemed utterly confident in Tang Chen's strength.

So Qian Daoliu added fuel to the fire. "What's wrong? Has Tang Chen, famed as invincible on land, lost confidence in himself?"

At Qian Daoliu's words, Bo Saixi's expression turned strange. "Qian Daoliu really has changed!"

"He knows how to get inside his opponent's head now!"

Tang Chen, for his part, couldn't stand Qian Daoliu's taunting. He looked at him and said, "Fine, Qian Daoliu. I accept!"

The two reached an agreement.

Then Tang Chen continued, "Qian Daoliu, it's too cramped here for us to fight. Shall we take this outside?"

Qian Daoliu replied with equal confidence, "Certainly!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Tang Chen blurred into motion and swept out of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well's cavern, carrying the Clear Sky Hammer's immense, overwhelming might.

His Soul Power was as deep and still as an abyss. Every step sent the mountain air surging. His domineering aura as a veteran Limit Douluo spread without restraint as he awaited the decisive battle.

Qian Daoliu glanced sideways at Bo Saixi, and the two exchanged a long look. They were already of one mind and needed no words. Bo Saixi swiftly slipped several mysterious objects to Qian Daoliu. The moment he received them, Qian Daoliu grinned, then followed Tang Chen out of the cave with a light step.

The cavern instantly fell silent and empty, leaving only Bo Saixi standing there. Her azure divine pressure enveloped the area, firmly keeping Huo Yuhao and the many Immortal Herbs and plants in check.

Everyone held their breath, not daring to move a muscle.

Beneath the clear sky outside the cave, Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu stood facing each other on opposite sides. Two terrifying waves of Soul Power erupted with a roar.

The black Clear Sky Hammer pressed down upon the earth, while the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul blazed with sacred golden light. Their ultimate powers—one black, one gold—crashed together, and their fierce battle intent swept across the mountains and wilderness. The climactic showdown was about to begin.

Tang Chen struck first. He released his Seventh Soul Skill once more—Clear Sky True Body.

Then he immediately launched into the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, hammering away at Qian Daoliu!

As he unleashed his Soul Skill, Tang Chen taunted Qian Daoliu:

"Qian Daoliu, let's see whether your cultivation has improved!"

Qian Daoliu had long since grown used to this. His expression didn't change.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul behind him erupted in full. "Seventh Soul Skill—Angel True Body!"

The Angel Domain burst forth.

Brilliant, sacred golden light swept across the entire mountain range. Qian Daoliu's Angel Domain spread completely, its golden radiance enveloping the surroundings and forming an absolute force of holy suppression.

Within the domain, angelic laws flowed without cease. Qian Daoliu's Soul Power, speed, and strength surged across the board. Sacred radiance blazed around him like the sun, his might soaring to the heavens.

By contrast, the heavy Clear Sky Soul Power around Tang Chen was forcibly suppressed by the domain. Its flow grew sluggish, while the overwhelming might of the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer was weakened layer by layer. The crushing force of each hammer shadow fell by a third.

Seizing the opening, Qian Daoliu raised a hand and drew upon his ultimate divine power. "Ninth Soul Skill—Angel Descent!" It burst forth in a blaze of glory. Boundless angelic power gathered into a colossal Angel Phantom, which crashed against the sea of black-and-gold hammer shadows with the sacred pressure of the heavens. Holy and domineering forces collided wildly, and shock waves tore through the surroundings. Yet the attack held firm against the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, without falling a whit behind.

"Rumble!"

A world-shattering explosion rang across the mountains. Black-and-gold hammer force and sacred light annihilated each other in a furious clash. Violent Soul Power shock waves swept in every direction, shaking the mountains and snapping every tree. Stones and dust billowed into the sky, blotting out the clear heavens.

The raging storm of energy gradually subsided, but the scattered remnants of Soul Power still cut like ice. Tang Chen withdrew and steadied himself, his body swaying slightly. His eyes brimmed with wariness and apprehension as he stared at Qian Daoliu and spoke in a low voice:

"Qian Daoliu, I never expected you to reach such a realm in just one year!"

At that, Qian Daoliu didn't dare let down his guard. Sacred light flickered around him, and his own eyes held a deep wariness as he faced Tang Chen and slowly replied:

"Likewise, Tang Chen. I never expected you to break through again so quickly! It seems you've gained quite a lot during this time, too!"

Tang Chen burst out laughing. "Qian Daoliu, you'll find out just how much I've gained in a moment!"

As he spoke, Tang Chen raised the enormous Clear Sky Hammer once more.

He glared at Qian Daoliu and declared, "Nine Absolute Techniques of the Clear Sky: Empty, Seal, Pierce, Penetrate, Entangle, Shake, Break, Kill, Collapse."

The nine techniques erupted one after another. The Clear Sky Hammer's attacks came in an unbroken torrent, building upon one another. Black-and-gold force raged in every direction, and each strike carried the power to split mountains and shatter the earth, sealing off every avenue of escape.

Yet Qian Daoliu remained unafraid. His Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul spread to its full extent, and his form moved with lightness and agility. Relying on his ultimate speed and exquisite footwork, he smoothly dodged each attack at the instant the hammer force closed in, evading every fierce assault with ease.

After several powerful attacks missed, Tang Chen looked helpless and couldn't help frowning in complaint. "Qian Daoliu, you've changed!"

Qian Daoliu's lips curled into a cold smile. "Tang Chen, likewise! You've already used up your ultimate moves. Now it's my turn!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he shouted, "Ninth Soul Skill—Breath of the Angel!"

Scorching sacred light poured down from the sky, transforming into a vast, dazzling torrent of holy radiance. It carried the ultimate pressure of divinity as it slashed toward Tang Chen, sealing off every escape route.

Just as Qian Daoliu was certain the battle was decided, Tang Chen suddenly roared, "Qian Daoliu, didn't you want to see what I've gained?"

"Today, I'll make sure you understand exactly how you lost! Come forth, my Asura Magic Sword!"

Overwhelming black baleful energy erupted. A scarlet magic sword took shape from within him, its fierce aura of slaughter sweeping across the battlefield as it crashed into the descending Breath of the Angel!

With a single strike, it shattered the Angel Holy Sword Qian Daoliu had conjured.

"Qian Daoliu, look out!"

Below, Bo Saixi's heart leapt into her throat. Unable to hold back, she called out to him.

Huo Yuhao, Beibei, Xu Sanshi, and the others also clenched their fists in excitement.

They shouted, "Senior, you're mighty! Kill Qian Daoliu!"

Bo Saixi was immediately displeased. She raised a hand and gave Huo Yuhao and the others each a resounding slap.

Huo Yuhao, Beibei, Xu Sanshi, and the others dared not show their anger. They could only cover their swollen cheeks and glare at Bo Saixi.

Ignoring them, Bo Saixi once more focused her spiritual power on the battlefield between Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen.

At that moment, Tang Chen's Asura Magic Sword broke through Qian Daoliu's Angel Holy Sword and shot toward Qian Daoliu himself.

Just as Tang Chen was certain he had won,

a sudden change occurred! The Asura Magic Sword's baleful energy blazed as it closed in in an instant, yet Qian Daoliu's expression changed only slightly. He showed not the slightest hint of panic.

His thoughts stirred, and his Second Martial Soul appeared with a roar. The formerly sacred Six-Winged Angel instantly transformed, becoming the dark, unfathomable form of the Destruction Angel, its wings shimmering with a dim radiance that seemed to annihilate all things. Amid a heaven-shaking roar, he unleashed the mighty Soul Skill "Destruction of All Things." The violent, ultimate power of destruction swept in every direction, layered upon his angelic divine power, and crashed into the oncoming Asura Magic Sword.

Two supreme divine powers collided violently. Black baleful energy and dim destruction power slammed into each other, and the previously unstoppable Asura Magic Sword was firmly suppressed, driven back inch by inch.

Tang Chen's pupils contracted. Shock and disbelief filled his face as he cried out, "Impossible! Qian Daoliu, how did you get a Super Divine Artifact too?"

At that, Qian Daoliu burst out laughing. "Tang Chen, do you think you're the only one in the world who can have a stroke of fortune?"

In the Douluo God Realm, the red figure saw the Super Divine Artifact Qian Daoliu had unleashed—the Destruction Scepter—and glared furiously at the purple and green figures before him. "Destruction, Life, care to explain yourselves?"

"Why did your Super Divine Artifacts become Qian Daoliu's Martial Souls?"

At that, the purple figure replied to the red figure with an unconcerned expression, "Asura, you have some nerve saying that to me. Didn't you give the Asura Magic Sword to Tang Chen?"

"I gave it to Tang Chen because I chose him as a candidate for the Asura God's trial!"

Seeing that the purple figure wasn't answering his question directly, the red figure could only resort to sophistry.

The purple figure immediately chuckled and said, "Asura, then why couldn't Qian Daoliu be a candidate for my divine trial?"

"You!"

"You both!"

The red figure was furious with the purple figure, but said nothing more.

Back on Qian Daoliu's battlefield, after hearing his taunt, Tang Chen had more or less guessed that Qian Daoliu, like him, had also won the favor of a god and become a candidate for a divine trial.

The only difference was that Tang Chen had benefited from his great-grandson, Tang San, and received one of the Divine Realm's mightiest inheritances—the Asura inheritance.

But Qian Daoliu's inheritance was every bit as good as his own. Tang Chen couldn't make sense of it.

As Tang Chen pondered, Qian Daoliu's Destruction Scepter had already broken through the suppression of Tang Chen's Asura Magic Sword. The combined divine power of destruction and angels bore down on Tang Chen.

In the blink of an eye, the dual divine power of destruction and angels swept toward him with annihilating force. With nowhere to dodge, Tang Chen's eyes flashed with fierce resolve.

He gritted his teeth, the veins across his body bulging, and roared at Qian Daoliu, "Qian Daoliu, you forced me to this!"

His voice tore through the sky as he shouted, "Ring Detonation!"

In an instant, all nine of his Soul Rings lit up in succession. The yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and black rings flared with dazzling brilliance, then exploded all at once.

The violent power at the heart of his Soul Rings poured into the Clear Sky Hammer in his hands. The already massive hammer swelled several times over. An overbearing aura that seemed to destroy everything wrapped around its black surface, and a tremendous force that had completely broken through its limits—far surpassing that of an ordinary Limit Douluo—erupted. It forcibly crushed the oncoming divine power of destruction and, carrying supreme might, came crashing down toward Qian Daoliu!

Below, Bo Saixi had been watching the battle closely. When Tang Chen brought out the Asura Magic Sword, she hadn't been all that worried, but when he unleashed his Ring Detonation technique, Bo Saixi admitted that her heart had panicked.

Unable to hold back, Bo Saixi sent Qian Daoliu a voice transmission.

"Qian Daoliu, use that move!"

Below, Huo Yuhao, Xu Sanshi, Beibei, and the others covered their faces. They wanted to cheer him on, but didn't dare shout.

As for the Immortal Herbs and Soul Beasts, they had all gone numb and resigned themselves to their fate.

No matter who won between Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen, they couldn't escape the tragic fate of being taken away by humans.

Just as Tang Chen was certain he had won,

Just as Tang Chen was certain he had won, Qian Daoliu remained calm, not the least bit flustered.

He slowly opened his right hand. A verdant scepter suffused with boundless vitality appeared in midair, its soft light flowing as its life force surged. It was none other than the Life Scepter, Bo Saixi's concealed Second Martial Soul.

Tang Chen's pupils contracted, his face filled with shock. Even the overwhelming attack unleashed by his Ring Detonation faltered instinctively.

Qian Daoliu's voice rang out like a bell as he calmly recited the secret: "Life nurtures vitality, destruction forges new life. Dual Source Unity—Flower of Creation!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Qian Daoliu summoned the Destruction Scepter behind him. Destruction in his left hand, Life in his right. The dim black miasma of destruction and the emerald light of life suddenly fused, circling before him as they formed a dazzling Flower of Creation.

Its petals intertwined black, white, and green. On one side lay the profound darkness that annihilated all things; on the other, the gentle emerald light of endless life. Two ultimate forces—life and death—blended perfectly, cycling endlessly.

Ripples swept across the sea of flowers in every direction, firmly restraining the supreme force unleashed by Tang Chen's Ring Detonation. The domineering hammer force dissolved layer by layer.

Qian Daoliu's gaze remained calm as he slightly parted his lips. "Tang Chen, you've lost~!"

"That's the power of Life!"

As divine power of life flowed freely, the countless Immortal Herbs within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well instantly trembled.

The rich, pure essence of life penetrated the layers of rock, enveloping the entire Spirit Herb Secret Realm and reaching deep into the soul of every Immortal Herb. The ultimate warmth of its vitality washed over the essence of their millennia of cultivation, stripping away impurities and tempering their roots. Every Immortal Herb felt its soul rise to new heights, while the bottlenecks in their cultivation quietly loosened.

The many Immortal Herbs, spirit herbs, and sacred plants all lowered their branches and leaves. Their spiritual radiance glimmered as they bowed reverently toward the Life Scepter in Qian Daoliu's hand, trembling in worship and displaying their utmost reverence.

Bo Saixi seemed deep in thought, while Qian Daoliu paid it no attention.

Tang Chen's aura had dwindled. All his Soul Rings were sealed, leaving him unable to fight again for the time being.

"I lost!" Tang Chen said to Qian Daoliu before him, unable to believe it.