He knew full well how powerful that sword strike was. Even a level ninety-seven peak Douluo could not have taken it so easily!
Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged a glance. With their tacit understanding, they naturally knew that against such a powerful enemy, they could only use their ultimate techniques.
Sword Douluo took a deep breath. Beneath his feet, his ninth soul ring suddenly lit up, and vast sword intent surged from his body, even condensing into tangible silver radiance.
Another crimson killing aura emerged from him. The killing aura and sword intent occupied opposite sides, while between them stood the Seven Kill Sword!
Sword Douluo's ninth soul skill: Sword Dao: Chen Xin.
The giant Seven Kill Sword absorbed the sword intent and killing aura, its might steadily rising. It seemed as though all the Soul Power beneath the heavens was madly converging upon the Seven Kill Sword.
This strike contained all of Chen Xin's Soul Power cultivation. With Ning Fengzhi's amplification, its power had already surpassed the normal limits of a level ninety-six Titled Douluo.
Seeing this, Ye Xishui's expression became slightly more serious.
One of her three hundred-thousand-year soul rings lit up, its radiance blazing brilliantly.
The entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—even the whole of Seven Treasure Mountain—was instantly engulfed in scarlet light. The beautiful mountains and rivers were obscured, and all anyone could see was a boundless sea of blood stretching across the sky!
Within the sea of blood, a terrifying and enormous phantom slowly emerged.
The phantom was indistinct. Judging by its outline, it resembled a twisted humanoid figure, accompanied by a bloody stench and strange, sinister power.
The instant this phantom appeared, its oppressive aura made even the ordinary disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect tremble uncontrollably.
"Heavens, what is that