This Boy Must Not Be Left Alive!

Yang Jian moved.

There was no hesitation, no probing.

He stomped hard on the ground with both feet, shooting toward Chen Xin in the sky like an arrow loosed from its bow.

The Three-Point Double-Edged Saber traced a silvery-white arc through his hand. Wherever its blade passed, the air was torn apart with a piercing howl.

The force and speed unleashed in that instant even surprised Chen Xin.

So fast!

But he was, after all, a level ninety-five Titled Douluo who had roamed the continent for decades. What kind of scene had he not witnessed?

His surprise lasted only an instant before his right hand had already gripped the hilt of the Seven Kill Sword, raising it to block.

"Clang—!"

A deafening clash of metal exploded through the sky, the shockwave spreading in all directions and making even the loose stones on the ground jump.

Chen Xin's expression changed.

The force transmitted through the blade far exceeded his expectations.

He felt an utterly unreasonable, tyrannical strength.

He had underestimated him.

He had used only seventy percent of his strength just now.

Yang Jian, on the other hand, had clearly gone all out.

Chen Xin was chopped from the air by that strike.

"Boom!"

Dust billowed as the ground was smashed into a shallow pit several meters wide.

Chen Xin knelt on one knee at the bottom of the pit, the Seven Kill Sword held before him. Though he had blocked Yang Jian's attack, his arm was slightly numb, and a sharp pain came from the web between his thumb and forefinger.

He was not injured.

But that humiliation was even harder for him to accept than an injury.

A level ninety-five Titled Douluo had been chopped out of the sky by a Soul King. If word got out, where would he put his old face?

Chen Xin rose to his feet and shook the dust from his robe.

He looked at Yang Jian, who had already landed from the sky.

"Something's wrong with your strength, brat." His gaze fell upon the Three-Point Double-Edged Saber in Yang Jian's hand, and his expression grew more solemn. "And your martial soul weighs over fifty thousand jin. How can you wield it so freely?"

Yang Jian did not answer.

With a thought, the Three-Point Double-Edged Saber abruptly extended.

Three meters, five meters, ten meters...

In the blink of an eye, a colossal Three-Point Double-Edged Saber more than ten meters long stretched across heaven and earth.

Holding the end of its hilt in one hand, Yang Jian raised the giant blade, comparable to a siege weapon, high overhead and viciously swung it down at Chen Xin.

Before the blade even arrived, its frigid wind had already plowed a deep trench through the ground.

Chen Xin's eyes changed completely.

The power behind this strike was at least thirty percent greater than the last.

He no longer dared to be careless.

"Second Soul Skill, Spirit Sword Guardian!"

The Seven Kill Sword hummed and trembled. Centered on him, a sword-energy barrier two meters in diameter instantly formed.

The condensed sword energy did not disperse, forming an inverted bowl that protected him firmly within.

"Boom!"

The giant blade crashed onto the sword-energy barrier with a muffled blast.

The barrier shook violently, cracks appearing across its surface, but it ultimately withstood the attack.

Yang Jian withdrew his saber and stepped back, his expression unchanged.

He had known all along that ordinary attacks alone could not harm Chen Xin.

A level ninety-five Titled Douluo could not be defeated through brute strength alone.

"Not bad. Now try this!"

Before his words had faded, four pitch-black soul rings rose beneath his feet.

Black, black, black, black.

Four ten-thousand-year soul rings.

Chen Xin's pupils suddenly contracted.

Four ten-thousand-year soul rings?

Yang Jian's first four soul rings were all ten-thousand-year rings?

"First Soul Skill, Titan Transformation!"

The first black soul ring lit up, and the power within Yang Jian's body surged like a tidal wave.

His muscles swelled slightly, veins bulged, and a savage aura radiated from his body.

His strength increased by three hundred percent, his defense by one hundred percent, and his attack by one hundred percent.

"Second Soul Skill, Titan's Body!"

The second black soul ring lit up.

A faint golden sheen emerged over his body. His skin became even tougher, and his defense rose once more.

"Third Soul Skill, Titan's Power!"

The third black soul ring lit up.

His muscles swelled another full round, and his strength doubled again on top of Titan Transformation.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Titan's Berserk!"

The fourth black soul ring lit up.

A faint golden light flashed in his eyes. The aura radiating from him became violent and ferocious, and his attack power surged once again.

Perhaps because of the Three-Point Double-Edged Saber's unique nature, all four of his soul rings granted enhancement-type soul skills.

At this moment, every enhancement stacked together.

Yang Jian's robes snapped in the gusting air, while the ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch under the pressure radiating from him.

He stood there like a war god who had emerged from ancient times.

"What?!"

Chen Xin's face darkened completely.

He could clearly feel that Yang Jian's aura had soared to an extremely terrifying level at that moment.

That pure, tyrannical, unreasonable sense of power even made him feel a trace of threat.

Level fifty.

Yet he had made a level ninety-five Titled Douluo feel threatened.

"Ha!"

Yang Jian raised the more-than-ten-meter-long Three-Point Double-Edged Saber again and swung it at Chen Xin.

This time, wherever the blade passed, the air itself seemed to be ripped in two.

Its piercing shriek stabbed painfully at the eardrums.

The blade wind plowed a trench several meters deep into the ground.

Chen Xin did not dare take it head-on and rapidly retreated.

But while he was fast, the Three-Point Double-Edged Saber was faster.

The giant blade struck the barrier of Spirit Sword Guardian. This time, the seemingly indestructible sword-energy barrier lasted less than a second before shattering with a thunderous crash.

The blade's momentum did not diminish as it slammed viciously into Chen Xin.

"Boom—!"

A world-shaking explosion rang out.

Dust shot into the sky, the ground shook violently, and trees within several hundred meters were uprooted by the blast wave.

Chen Xin was sent flying by the strike. He rolled dozens of meters across the ground, crashing through several large trees before finally coming to a stop.

The dust gradually dispersed.

Chen Xin knelt on one knee, his robe tattered beyond repair and a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

His chest heaved violently, his breathing heavy and rapid.

On the surface, he appeared to have suffered only minor injuries.

But only he knew that the Three-Point Double-Edged Saber's force had penetrated his defenses and injured his internal organs.

His organs had all been jolted out of place.

Chen Xin raised his head and looked at Yang Jian, his eyes filled with shock.

He had actually been beaten into sustaining internal injuries!

If someone had told him this a day ago, he would have thought they were insane.

But now, the truth was right before his eyes.

"This boy must not be left alive!"

Chen Xin's gaze instantly turned incomparably cold.

Twelve years old, level fifty, four ten-thousand-year soul rings, a strange martial soul weighing fifty thousand jin, and that bizarre amplification of strength.

If Yang Jian were allowed to continue growing, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would inevitably be destroyed by him in the future.

Chen Xin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rose to his feet, the killing intent in his eyes growing dense to the extreme.

"Brat, you should be proud that you have forced this old man to use his full strength at level fifty."

As his words fell, his aura abruptly changed.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"

The Seven Kill Sword let out a heaven-shaking sword cry, its blade expanding to several meters long as it floated behind Chen Xin.

His body merged with the Seven Kill Sword, turning him into a humanoid blade that radiated a heart-palpitating sword aura.