A Single Sword Shatters the Armor!

"Dream on!"

Niu Gao let out a thunderous roar, his bell-like eyes fixed on the luxurious Golden Sedan Chair in the sky.

"Though my Defensive Clan cannot compare to the Upper Three Sects, if Spirit Hall wants to chew through this bone, they'll have to lose a few teeth!"

"All disciples, heed my command! Possess your martial souls and defend with all your strength!"

At Niu Gao's command, the direct disciples of the Defensive Clan released their Plate Armor Rhinoceros martial souls one after another. Intense earth-yellow Soul Power instantly gathered over the manor's outer walls, forming a thick, rock-like shield of Soul Power that tightly protected the entire estate.

Niu Gao himself poured his Soul Power into it without reserve, making the already formidable defense resemble an iron fortress rooted firmly in the earth.

"Sect Master Huyan, stand down."

Just as Huyan Zhen was about to forcefully attack the defenses, a gentle yet piercingly clear young voice suddenly rang out from the sky.

Huyan Zhen froze, then quickly withdrew his martial soul and respectfully stepped aside.

In midair, Ye Yuan, dressed in a white-and-gold robe with a white jade sword hanging at his waist, stepped through the void. Accompanied by Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, he descended step by step from the Golden Sedan Chair.

Ye Yuan lowered his gaze toward the incomparably solid defensive barrier below and gripped the hilt of the Primal Genesis Sword in his left hand.

"Old Sect Master Niu, I am Ye Yuan, the Holy Son of Spirit Hall."

Ye Yuan looked at the grim-faced Niu Gao and smiled faintly, carrying himself with such refined elegance that not a trace of killing intent could be sensed from him.

"I heard that the Defensive Clan's defenses are unmatched under heaven. Today... I came specifically to test my sword."

Niu Gao stood at the forefront, his bell-like eyes locked onto the white-and-gold-robed youth slowly descending from the sky, his gaze filled with uncertainty and shock.

"Eighteen years old... a level thirty-nine Soul Elder?"

Niu Gao saw through Ye Yuan's cultivation at a glance. Yet when his eyes fell upon the three ink-black Soul Rings slowly rising beneath Ye Yuan's feet, the pupils of this battle-hardened patriarch of the Defensive Clan suddenly shrank to pinpoints!

"Black, black, black! Three ten-thousand-year Soul Rings!"

"That's impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Not only Niu Gao, but the dozens of direct disciples behind him were so frightened that they nearly failed to maintain their martial souls.

According to the iron laws of the soul master world, the limit for a first Soul Ring was just over four hundred years. Even peerless geniuses could never possess three ten-thousand-year Soul Rings at the Soul Elder realm!

This had completely defied the laws of heaven!

"Hmph. Frogs at the bottom of a well, easily startled by the unfamiliar."

In midair, Qian Renxue crossed her arms and proudly lifted her exquisite chin.

Her beautiful legs, wrapped in thin, gauzy white stockings, swayed slightly in the air. She shot Bibi Dong a somewhat smug glance, as though showing off Ye Yuan's monstrous talent.

Bibi Dong merely gazed at Ye Yuan gently. Her red lips parted, and her voice was cold yet commanding.

"Yuan, make your move. Let these stubborn fools see what a true miracle is."

"Alright."

Ye Yuan took a deep breath and slowly tightened his left hand around the hilt of the Primal Genesis Sword.

In that instant, the jade-white longsword lit up with a nearly transparent pure-white radiance. Even the space around its blade twisted faintly beneath its sharpness.

Though shocked, Niu Gao's pride as a defense-type Soul Douluo made him roar angrily.

"The manor's defenses, personally reinforced with my Soul Power, cannot be breached even by ordinary assault-type Soul Douluos! I'd like to see how a mere level thirty-nine brat intends to break them!"

"First Soul Skill: Primal Genesis Crimson Sun Slash!"

Ye Yuan wasted no words. The first black Soul Ring on the Primal Genesis Sword suddenly lit up, and the formerly gentle jade-white sword was instantly engulfed in violent yet sacred crimson-gold flames. He swung his sword through the air, slashing fiercely at the dark iron wall reinforced by a Soul Douluo's Soul Power!

There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected.

The moment the crimson-gold sword aura touched the heavy defensive barrier, a bizarre sight unfolded.

The dark-yellow defensive Soul Power that Niu Gao and dozens of disciples had struggled to sustain upon the walls began to melt and collapse at an astonishing speed the instant it came into contact with the crimson-gold sword aura, like snow beneath the blazing sun!

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"

It was not violently shattered. Rather, beneath the illumination of Primordial Light, that thick defensive Soul Power was forcibly reversed and restored into its most primitive, impure Soul Power particles, turning into golden motes that scattered through the air!

Genesis returned to nullity; defenses regressed!

"Not good! My Soul Power is being forcibly broken down!"

Niu Gao cried out in terror.

He watched helplessly as the Soul Power he had reinforced the city defenses with was drained away and melted in an instant. Then, without the slightest obstruction, that crimson-gold sword aura struck the manor's dark iron gates.

"Crack!"

The dark iron gates, each weighing tens of thousands of pounds and thought indestructible, along with the connected outer walls of the manor, were sliced in two like fragile tofu before the Primal Genesis Sword. The cuts were smooth as mirrors as the structures came crashing down!

"Pfft!"

As the defenses were violently breached, the backlash of Soul Power caused the dozens of direct disciples behind Niu Gao to spit out blood simultaneously and collapse to the ground.

Niu Gao's eyes split with rage. Watching Ye Yuan stride out from the smoke and dust, he roared as his eighth Soul Ring abruptly lit up. He instantly completed his martial soul possession, and an incomparably thick layer of plate armor condensed across his skin as he attempted to block Ye Yuan with his strongest bodily defensive Soul Skill.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Plate Armor Sky-Guarding Shield!"

Faced with Niu Gao's strongest defensive Soul Skill, Ye Yuan advanced rather than retreating. The Primal Genesis Sword in his hand once again carried a stream of pure Primordial Light as it swept lightly forward.

"Rip!"

There was no suspense whatsoever.

Before the Genesis Nullification property, the plate armor of Niu Gao's prized eighth Soul Skill collapsed and disintegrated the instant it touched the sword's edge.

The cold blade of the Primal Genesis Sword stopped smoothly before Niu Gao's throat. Another half inch, and it would have pierced straight through his neck.

"I... lost?"

Niu Gao's entire body stiffened. Feeling the icy sword aura at his throat, his mind went completely blank.

He was a level eighty-five defense-type Soul Douluo!

Yet before a mere level thirty-nine Soul Elder, not only had the defensive walls he personally reinforced been melted away with one slash, but even his strongest defensive Soul Skill had been instantly dismantled like paper!

Breaking defenses across realms! This sword was simply the nightmare of every defense-type soul master in the world!

Meanwhile, within an underground secret chamber deep inside the manor.

Tang San, who had been sensing the battle outside through the Mystic Heaven Skill and faint spiritual power, shuddered violently the instant Niu Gao's strongest defense was shattered by a single sword. His dark eyes were filled with terror and confusion.

"It broke... the manor's outer walls that Grandpa Niu Gao personally reinforced with Soul Power, and even his eighth Soul Skill... were actually broken by a single sword!"