"What terrifying power!"
Qian Daoliu's expression tightened. He had known that Qi Dao possessed terrifying combat strength; even Tang Hao had died at his hands.
But Tang Hao had already lost an arm and a leg by then, and his strength had fallen far below its former level.
Thus, in Qian Daoliu's estimation, Qi Dao's overall strength had been no greater than that of a High-Level Soul Douluo.
Only when Qi Dao unleashed this sword strike did Qian Daoliu realize how wildly mistaken he had been.
Judging by his years of experience fighting Tang Chen, the power contained in Qi Dao's strike could likely kill any Titled Douluo below level 95 in an instant.
Even an ordinary Peak Douluo would most likely suffer grievous injuries if they took this strike head-on.
But...
Qian Daoliu suddenly frowned.
The power of Qi Dao's strike was terrifying, far exceeding his own Soul Power. If it landed on the Snow Empress, could his Martial Soul withstand the resulting recoil?
His worries were clearly unnecessary.
If Qi Dao's Martial Soul had still been the shabby little sword riddled with cracks from years ago, it might have shattered under the unleashed power of Heavens Collapse in an Instant before his blade even reached the Snow Empress.
But over the past decade and more, the Peerless Sword had evolved several times, and its quality had risen to extraordinary heights.
Especially after Qi Dao had used his Fifth Soul Skill to devour hundreds of tons of rare metal, the Peerless Sword's hardness had reached a terrifying level. There was no need to worry about whether it could withstand a discharge of power or a collision of this magnitude.
On the throne at the center of the palace, a flicker of emotion appeared for the first time on the