The Asura Magic Sword Reappears

At this moment, Huo Yuhao, down below, grew anxious.

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

Tang Chen frowned slightly. From Huo Yuhao's anxious expression, he knew the value of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record. At the same time, a voice echoed in his ear: "Great-grandfather, the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record is the foundation of the Tang Sect; it must never be leaked!"

Meanwhile, in the Douluo God Realm!

Two figures, one purple and one green, blocked the path of an Asura figure. "Asura, it would be better for us to just sit back and watch the show in the God Realm!"

Hearing this, the red figure's expression shifted repeatedly. Finally, he suppressed his impatience and said to the purple and green figures, "So be it!"

Following that, the purple, green, and red figures all turned their gazes toward Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen.

The purple figure secretly transmitted his voice to the green figure: "Xiao Lu, that's a fine place down there. I never expected the Douluo Continent to have such a treasure. Once Qian Daoliu takes it, it will serve perfectly as our place of inheritance!"

Back on the Douluo Continent, after hearing the mysterious voice's secret transmission, Tang Chen no longer hesitated. With immense confidence, he said to Qian Daoliu, "Very well, Qian Daoliu, I accept your proposal!"

"But I have a proposal of my own!"

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

Qian Daoliu laughed upon hearing this—a bright, radiant laugh.

Qian Daoliu chuckled, "Tang Chen, that is possible, but I need you to agree to one thing as well!"

"What is it?"

Tang Chen furrowed his brows, but he still asked Qian Daoliu.

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

When Qian Daoliu spoke these words, Tang Chen's breathing nearly stopped.

At this moment, the mysterious voice transmitted again: "Agree to him!"

The mysterious voice seemed to have absolute confidence in Tang Chen's strength.

Thus, Qian Daoliu added fuel to the fire: "What, is the man known as the invincible of the land, Tang Chen, suddenly lacking confidence in himself?"

As soon as Qian Daoliu said this, Bo Saixi, standing to the side, wore a strange expression. This Qian Daoliu has truly changed!

He's learned how to disturb his opponent's state of mind!

Likewise, Tang Chen could not bear Qian Daoliu's verbal provocation. He looked at Qian Daoliu and said, "Fine, Qian Daoliu, I agree!"

The two reached an agreement.

Then, Tang Chen continued, "Qian Daoliu, this place is too cramped for us to spar. Shall we go outside to fight?"

Qian Daoliu was equally confident: "Very well!"

As the words fell, Tang Chen's figure flickered. Carrying the heavy, majestic momentum of the Clear Sky Hammer, he was the first to dash out of the cavern of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

His soul power was as deep and condensed as an abyss. Every step he took caused the mountain air to churn. He unleashed the full, overbearing aura of a veteran Limit Douluo, waiting quietly for the decisive battle.

Qian Daoliu cast a deep glance at Bo Saixi. The two had long been of one mind and needed no words. Bo Saixi quickly pressed some mysterious items into Qian Daoliu's hand. Receiving them, Qian Daoliu gave a sly grin, then followed closely behind, stepping out of the cave with grace.

The cave instantly fell silent, leaving only Bo Saixi standing quietly. Her azure divine pressure enveloped the area, firmly suppressing Huo Yuhao and the various immortal herbs.

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

Under the clear sky outside, Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu stood facing each other on opposite sides. Two terrifying surges of soul power exploded outward.

The pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer pressed down upon the earth, while the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul bloomed with holy golden light. The two extreme powers of black and gold clashed and surged, their sharp battle intent sweeping across the wilderness. The peak showdown was on the verge of erupting.

Tang Chen was the first to strike, once again releasing his seventh soul skill—Clear Sky True Body.

He followed up immediately with the "Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique," raining blows down upon Qian Daoliu!

As he unleashed his soul skill, Tang Chen teased Qian Daoliu:

"Qian Daoliu, let me see if your cultivation has improved at all!"

Qian Daoliu was unfazed, his expression remaining unchanged.

Behind him, the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul erupted completely. "Seventh soul skill—Angel True Body!"

The Angel Domain was released with a roar.

Brilliant, holy golden light suddenly swept across the entire mountain range. Qian Daoliu's Angel Domain spread out completely, the golden halo enveloping the surroundings and forming an absolute divine suppression.

Within the domain, the laws of the angel flowed ceaselessly. Qian Daoliu's soul power, speed, and strength surged in every aspect. His body burned with holy light like a scorching sun, his momentum reaching the heavens.

In contrast, Tang Chen's heavy Clear Sky soul power was forcibly suppressed by the domain. His soul power circulation became sluggish, and the majestic power of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique was weakened layer by layer, the weight of the hammer shadows diminishing significantly.

Seizing this opportunity, Qian Daoliu raised his hand to channel his ultimate divine power. "Ninth soul skill—Angel Descent!" The skill bloomed, condensing endless angel power into a massive phantom that crashed down with the holy pressure of the nine heavens. It slammed into the black-and-gold hammer shadows, the collision of divine and overbearing power creating violent shockwaves that swept in all directions. It held the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique steady, not losing an inch of ground.

"Boom!"

A cataclysmic explosion resounded through the mountains. The black-and-gold hammer force and the holy light annihilated each other, the violent soul power shockwaves shaking the mountains and snapping the trees. Dust and debris filled the air, obscuring the clear sky.

As the raging energy storm slowly subsided, the lingering ripples of soul power remained sharp and biting. Tang Chen pulled back, his figure swaying slightly. His eyes were filled with gravity and caution as he stared at Qian Daoliu, speaking in a deep voice:

"Qian Daoliu, I never expected that after a year, you would have evolved to such a realm!"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu did not dare to relax in the slightest. Holy light flickered faintly around him, and his eyes held a deep sense of wariness as he looked straight at Tang Chen and replied slowly:

"Tang Chen, the feeling is mutual. I never expected you to have broken through again so quickly! It seems your gains during this time have been just as significant."

Tang Chen laughed heartily at this: "Qian Daoliu, you will know what my gains are soon enough!"

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

Tang Chen said grimly to Qian Daoliu: "Nine Absolute Techniques of the Clear Sky: Void, Seal, Pierce, Penetrate, Entwine, Tremor, Break, Instant, Collapse."

The mysteries of the nine techniques erupted in succession. The Clear Sky Hammer's offensive was continuous and layered, with black-gold energy raging wildly. Each strike carried the power to shatter mountains and split the earth, sealing off all room for Qian Daoliu to dodge.

Yet, Qian Daoliu was completely unfazed. His Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul unfurled to its full extent, his movements light and agile. Relying on extreme speed and exquisite footwork, he skillfully dodged at the very instant the hammer's force neared him, calmly evading every fierce attack.

After several powerful strikes missed their mark, Tang Chen looked helpless and couldn't help but frown in complaint: "Qian Daoliu, you have changed!"

A cold sneer curled Qian Daoliu's lips: "Tang Chen, the feeling is mutual! Your ultimate moves are exhausted; now, it is my turn!"

As his voice fell, he shouted sharply: "Ninth Soul Skill—Breath of the Angel!"

A sky full of scorching holy light poured down, transforming into a magnificent, brilliant torrent of sacred radiance that swept toward Tang Chen, carrying extreme divine pressure and sealing off all paths of retreat.

Just as Qian Daoliu concluded that the outcome was decided, Tang Chen suddenly roared: "Qian Daoliu, didn't you want to see my gains?"

"Today, I will make you lose with clarity! Come forth! My Asura Magic Sword!"

A monstrous, pitch-black baleful aura erupted suddenly. A scarlet magic sword condensed into form from within his body, and a biting aura of slaughter swept across the entire field, colliding head-on with the descending Breath of the Angel!

With just a single strike, it shattered the Angel Holy Sword that Qian Daoliu had condensed.

"Qian Daoliu, watch out!"

Bo Saixi, who was watching from below, felt her heart jump into her throat and could not help but call out to Qian Daoliu.

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

They shouted loudly: "Senior is mighty! Slay Qian Daoliu!"

Hearing this, Bo Saixi was immediately displeased; she raised her hand and slapped Huo Yuhao and the others across the face.

Huo Yuhao, Beibei, Xu Sanshi, and the others dared to be angry but dared not speak, only clutching their swollen cheeks as they stared fixedly at Bo Saixi.

Ignoring them, Bo Saixi turned her spiritual power back toward the battlefield between Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen.

At this moment, Tang Chen's Asura Magic Sword broke through Qian Daoliu's Angel Holy Sword and headed straight for Qian Daoliu's physical body.

Just as Tang Chen believed his victory was certain, An unexpected change occurred! Seeing the Asura Magic Sword's monstrous aura closing in, Qian Daoliu's expression shifted only slightly; there was not a trace of panic.

With a sudden thought, his second Martial Soul appeared. The originally holy Six-Winged Angel instantly transformed into the dark and profound form of the Destruction Angel, its wings flowing with a gloomy luster that signaled the extinction of all things. Accompanied by a heaven-shaking roar, he ferociously unleashed a super soul skill—"Destruction of All Things." A violent, extreme power of destruction swept in all directions, layering over his Angelic divine power, and crashed into the incoming Asura Magic Sword.

The two top-tier divine powers collided violently. The pitch-black baleful aura and the gloomy power of destruction clashed frantically, and the previously unstoppable Asura Magic Sword was actually suppressed, forced back step by step.

Tang Chen's pupils shrank, his face full of shock and disbelief as he roared: "Impossible! Qian Daoliu, how could you also obtain a Super Divine Artifact!"

Qian Daoliu laughed heartily at this: "Tang Chen, do you really think you are the only one in this world who can have such fortune?"

In the Douluo God Realm, a red figure saw the Super Divine Artifact—the Destruction Scepter—wielded by Qian Daoliu. Looking at the purple and green figures before him with an angry expression, he said: "Destruction, Life, are you going to give me an explanation!"

"Why has your Super Divine Artifact manifested as Qian Daoliu's Martial Soul?"

Hearing this, the purple figure replied to the red figure with an indifferent expression: "Asura, you have the nerve to talk to me? Didn't you also give the Asura Magic Sword to Tang Chen?"

"I did that because I regard Tang Chen as a candidate for the Asura God position!"

Seeing that the purple figure would not answer his question directly, the red figure could only argue back.

The purple figure laughed upon hearing this and said to the red figure: "Asura, then why can't Qian Daoliu also be my candidate?"

"You!"

"You all!"

The red figure was infuriated by the purple figure, but he could say no more!

Back at Qian Daoliu's side, after hearing Qian Daoliu's mockery, Tang Chen roughly guessed that Qian Daoliu, like himself, had gained the favor of a deity and become a divine candidate.

However, he had only gained one of the strongest inheritances in the God Realm—the Asura inheritance—by riding the coattails of his great-grandson, Tang San.

That Qian Daoliu's inheritance was not the slightest bit inferior to his own left Tang Chen completely unable to fathom the reason.

In the moment Tang Chen was lost in thought, Qian Daoliu's Destruction Scepter had already broken through the suppression of Tang Chen's Asura Magic Sword, and the dual divine power formed by the combination of destruction and angelic power closed in on Tang Chen.

In the blink of an eye, the dual divine power of destruction and the angel, intertwined and carrying the momentum of annihilation, crushed down. Tang Chen had nowhere to hide, and a look of desperate ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He gritted his teeth, veins bulging all over his body, and roared sternly at Qian Daoliu: "Qian Daoliu, you forced my hand!"

As his voice shattered the long sky, he roared ferociously: "Ring Detonation!"

In an instant, the nine soul rings around his body lit up in sequence. The yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and black rings flared with brilliant, extreme light, and then all detonated simultaneously.

The violent origin power of the soul rings poured entirely into the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand. The already heavy giant hammer instantly expanded several times over, the black hammer body wreathed in a domineering halo that destroyed everything. A massive force that completely broke through limits—far exceeding that of an ordinary Limit Douluo—erupted, forcibly crushing the incoming divine power of destruction. Carrying supreme divine might, it smashed down fiercely toward Qian Daoliu!

Below, Bo Saixi had been watching the battle intently. When Tang Chen brought out the Asura Magic Sword, she hadn't been this worried, but when Tang Chen unleashed his Ring Detonation technique, Bo Saixi had to admit that her heart was gripped by panic.

Bo Saixi could not help but transmit her voice to Qian Daoliu.

"Qian Daoliu, hurry and use that move!"

Below, Huo Yuhao, Xu Sanshi, Beibei, and the others covered their faces, wanting to cheer them on but not daring to shout.

As for those spirit herb spirit beasts, they were completely numb and resigned to their fate.

Regardless of whether Qian Daoliu or Tang Chen won this battle, they could not escape the tragic fate of being taken away by humans.

Just as Tang Chen believed his victory was certain, Qian Daoliu's expression remained calm, without a hint of panic.

He slowly opened his right hand, and a verdant scepter radiating endless vitality appeared out of thin air. Soft light flowed around it, brimming with life—it was none other than the second martial soul Bo Saixi had kept hidden: the Life Scepter.

Tang Chen's pupils constricted, his face filled with shock, and the massive offensive power from his Ring Detonation subconsciously faltered.

Qian Daoliu's voice rang out like a bell as he calmly recited the ultimate technique: "Nurturing vitality through life, forging rebirth through destruction, the two sources become one—Flower of Creation!"

As his voice fell, Qian Daoliu summoned the Destruction Scepter behind him. With destruction in his left hand and life in his right, the dark, gloomy mist of destruction and the verdant, soft light of life suddenly merged, swirling and condensing before him to bloom into an exquisitely brilliant Flower of Creation.

The petals were interwoven with black, white, and green; one side held the deep darkness that extinguished all things, while the other held the gentle, verdant light of endless life. These two extreme powers of life and death blended perfectly, cycling back and forth.

The ripples of the flower sea swept in all directions, firmly imprisoning the supreme force unleashed by Tang Chen's Ring Detonation, causing his overbearing hammer momentum to dissolve and disintegrate layer by layer.

Qian Daoliu's gaze was indifferent as he parted his lips: "Tang Chen, you have lost!"

"That is... the power of life!"

As the divine power of life flowed wantonly, the thousands of spirit herbs within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well below trembled incessantly.

The rich and pure source of life force penetrated the rock layers, enveloping the entire Spirit Herb Secret Realm and reaching deep into the soul of every spirit herb. This extremely gentle vitality cleansed the source of their thousand years of bitter cultivation, washing away impurities and tempering their spiritual roots, allowing all the spirit herbs to experience an unprecedented sublimation of their souls as their cultivation shackles quietly loosened.

The host of spirit herbs, spirit grasses, and divine trees lowered their branches and leaves, shimmering with spiritual charm, all bowing piously toward the Life Scepter in Qian Daoliu's hand in a display of extreme reverence.

Bo Saixi was lost in thought at this, but Qian Daoliu remained indifferent.

Tang Chen's aura was low, his spirit rings completely sealed, leaving him without the strength to fight again for the time being.

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