Transforming Qi into Swords, Facing Prince Xue Xing

Soul Sage!

No one had expected Prince Xue Xing to be a powerful Soul Sage.

This completely overturned everyone's understanding of him.

After all, Prince Xue Xing's reputation was not good. As rumor had it, he was good for nothing, the most useless prince there was.

He was only deeply trusted by Emperor Xue Ye because of his royal bloodline.

Since he was useless, his talent for cultivation naturally had to be lacking too.

Over time, no one had held much expectation for Prince Xue Xing's strength.

If they had not seen it with their own eyes, who could have known that Prince Xue Xing was this formidable?

It was truly hard to believe.

"Good grief. I never thought he'd hidden himself so deeply."

Qian Renxue looked at the awe-inspiring Prince Xue Xing, who seemed like a completely different person, and her expression turned slightly grave.

It seemed she had still underestimated Prince Xue Xing.

He was a master of patience and concealment.

"Hahaha! As expected of Our good younger brother."

"Xue Xing, kill this man for Us!"

Emperor Xue Ye laughed wildly, extremely pleased by the strength Prince Xue Xing had displayed.

For the Heaven Dou Empire, this was excellent news.

After all, Soul Sages were not common on the Douluo Continent.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty!"

Prince Xue Xing turned his head slightly and answered, then looked coldly at Chu Hao, his eyes filled with endless chill.

Xue Beng had been someone he had watched grow up, someone who had received his personal instruction. Their bond was extremely deep.

Though in name, the two of them were merely uncle and nephew.

In his heart, however, Xue Beng was no different from his own son.

No, their relationship should have been even better than that of him and his biological son.

Though not related by blood, they were closer than blood.

There were even once people who suspected that Prince Xue Xing was Xue Beng's biological father, not Emperor Xue Ye.

"Good. We will await your good news."

Emperor Xue Ye nodded happily. His approval and trust in Prince Xue Xing had returned to what it had been before, and Qian Renxue's brows knit tightly at the sight.

From the looks of it, her scheme had gone up in smoke.

What a pity!

"Your Highness, this subordinate is incompetent. Please give me one more chance!"

Dongfang Qun knew Prince Xue Xing's temper well.

This time, their personal guard squad could be said to have disappointed him to the extreme.

If he could not regain Prince Xue Xing's approval and trust, then he would not be far from death.

Rather than let that happen, it would be better to cast everything aside and fight this hateful brat to the death.

"Fine. Then I'll give you one more chance!"

Prince Xue Xing saw the resolve in his eyes and stepped back a few meters.

But just in case, he still did not put away his martial soul.

If Dongfang Qun still proved useless, he would strike without hesitation and kill Chu Hao.

Because he could no longer afford to lose face like this.

"Yes!"

Dongfang Qun bowed respectfully to Prince Xue Xing, then walked toward Chu Hao.

As he approached, the soul power around Dongfang Qun grew denser and denser, and the pressure of a Soul Emperor became heavier and heavier.

That resolute aura startled Chu Hao awake as he was comprehending the Ten Thousand Swords Art, and a touch of vigilance appeared in his eyes.

He knew that this fellow now had no reservations left at all, and would likely be difficult to deal with in a moment.

"Brat, today, either you die, or I do!"

"Die!"

The more Dongfang Qun looked at Chu Hao, the more hateful he found him.

The golden needle martial soul in his hand trembled, erupting with dazzling golden light.

At this moment, all six of his soul rings flashed at the same time, releasing waves of an extremely sharp aura.

After the golden light faded, countless golden needles shimmering with radiance hovered in front of him, then turned into streaks of light and shot forward at terrifying speed.

Chu Hao's brow tightened as he watched the scene before him.

He knew that every golden needle carried Dongfang Qun's will to kill him, making their power rise by quite a bit.

With the sword aura he currently controlled, there was no way he could block them.

It looked like he would have to test the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Art. Perhaps it could bring a miracle.

Chu Hao gently closed his eyes and focused all his attention.

It was as if the crisis before him did not exist.

When Prince Xue Xing and Dongfang Qun saw this, joy filled their eyes.

Had this brat given up resisting?

But just as the two of them were secretly rejoicing, believing Chu Hao was certain to die, a terrifying killing intent surged into the sky.

The Hades Sword flew straight out of his hand, rising into the air and transforming into ten thousand sword rays.

"Slash!"

Chu Hao suddenly opened his eyes and lightly pointed with his right hand. The ten thousand sword rays shot forward like a rain of swords, chopping all the golden needles hurtling toward him to pieces.

"How is that possible!"

Dongfang Qun stared at the unbelievable scene before him, his whole body trembling slightly, his eyes bulging wide.

That was his strongest move, yet it had been broken so easily.

How was he supposed to accept that?

And it was not only him. Everyone present was shaken by Chu Hao's powerful method.

They had never imagined a sword could be used like this!

They truly had never heard of such a thing.

This was definitely a self-created soul skill.

Perhaps across the Douluo Continent, only Chen Xin of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, a master of the sword path, could comprehend and master such a formidable sword technique.

This brat's talent was too powerful!

So powerful it was outrageous, so powerful it made one's heart tremble.

"Turning qi into swords... What terrifying talent. This man's future is limitless."

At this moment, Qian Renxue was utterly shaken by Chu Hao's talent.

Although she had been shocked before, it had still been within the range she could accept.

After all, possessing a powerful martial soul, soul skills, and physique could allow one to fight above one's level.

For example, she could rely on her Six-Winged Angel martial soul to kill enemies above her level.

But for Chu Hao to have reached such an unbelievable level of comprehension at such a young age was truly rare.

Even she herself, and even Bibi Dong, could not compare to him.

There probably would not be a second person like him anywhere on the Douluo Continent.

"Xue Xing, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and act!"

Emperor Xue Ye had been frightened by Chu Hao's talent and immediately gave a stern order.

He could not imagine what a terrifying existence this person would become in the future if he were allowed to live.

He would probably be unmatched.

"You useless trash!"

When Prince Xue Xing heard the order, he snapped out of his shock. After glaring furiously at Dongfang Qun, he charged toward Chu Hao.

Because he understood that Chu Hao's strength could not be underestimated, he immediately used his seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body.

A dazzling flash of black light flickered past, and an enormous swan appeared before everyone's eyes.

"It's just a big duck. What is there to fear?"

Chu Hao looked at Prince Xue Xing's Martial Soul True Body and gave a disdainful smile.

Although Martial Soul True Body could greatly enhance a soul master's power, it still depended on what kind of martial soul it was.

For a martial soul with weak offensive power, even if it possessed the strength of a Soul Sage, its combat strength was still trash.

Prince Xue Xing before him was exactly such an example.

Despite his astonishing soul power level and intimidating aura, his combat strength truly was lacking.

That was simply because the swan martial soul itself was very weak, limiting his strength.

Aside from granting Prince Xue Xing the ability to fly, everything else about it could practically be ignored.

In Chu Hao's eyes, Prince Xue Xing's combat strength was not even comparable to that of a Soul King.

"Hmph, arrogant nonsense!"

Prince Xue Xing was exceptionally confident in his own strength. His first six soul rings flashed, and the feathers on his body turned into streaks of white light that shot through the air.

"Go!"

Chu Hao smiled coldly and casually pointed. The Hades Sword hovering before him flew out, transforming into a giant sword several meters long. It descended from midair, cutting out a towering sword ray.