Above the Papal Palace in Spirit City.
Thunder rolled, and fierce winds howled.
An enormous angelic phantom stood between heaven and earth like a deity, towering over the Papal Palace.
Her wings spread wide, bathing the land in holy light.
With the Papal Palace at its center, dazzling golden light covered everything for miles around.
The Angel Legion had drawn on the power of the Angel God's statue to create the Holy Light Isolation Formation.
Once activated, the formation completely sealed off the Papal Palace. No one inside could leave, and no one outside could enter.
The Angel Legion had done this to confine the battle at the Papal Palace to a limited area.
Otherwise, given the power those two had displayed, the shockwaves alone could have brought disaster upon countless Soul Masters and civilians throughout Spirit City.
Now, within the curtain of holy light,
The battle between Qian Juechen and Bibi Dong had reached a fever pitch.
Metal rang against metal. Qian Juechen flashed past Bibi Dong like lightning, Light Sword in hand.
The power of ultimate light carved several stark sword marks into Bibi Dong's dark-purple armor.
Bibi Dong struck back with a palm, while a terrifying spider leg stabbed at Qian Juechen's chest, carrying a deathly aura and looking powerful enough to tear space apart.
Qian Juechen redirected the force. He kicked off the barrier of holy light and slid several yards backward.
As he retreated, the seven Elemental Swords circling him wheeled together. Wind blades and lightning flashed as light and darkness crisscrossed, forming an impenetrable screen of swords that stopped Bibi Dong's pursuit.
The Papal Palace had become a ruin. Lingering sword energy clashed with spider silk and venom, and Bibi Dong no longer looked as composed as she had at first.
She had thought her Super Douluo-level Soul Power and the advantage of Twin Martial Souls would make defeating an eight-ring Soul Douluo merely a matter of time.
Only after crossing blows with him did she realize just how outrageous the boy was.
His Elemental Sword Casket was far too strange. The seven swords inside it, in particular, were nothing like ordinary soul skills.
Each seemed capable of becoming an independent sword martial soul. Every sword had its own way of attacking, and each produced effects in battle that caught her off guard.
Worse still, they could coordinate with one another to produce something akin to a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Bibi Dong was forced to stop as a wind sword slashed at her from the side. She raised a spider leg to block it, but the instant she defended, a Void Sword filled with spatial power struck silently from another direction.
Clang!
The tremendous force left Bibi Dong numb all over. She fell back, using the webs she had left throughout the battlefield to shift her position.
This can't go on. If I keep letting this boy lead me by the nose, his endless sword attacks will eventually put me at a disadvantage, even with my superior Soul Power.
I have to break his rhythm and seize the initiative again.
Across the battlefield, Qian Juechen saw that he had opened some distance between them and immediately switched the swords in his hands.
At the same time, his first and second black soul rings rose. Two Elemental Swords of different colors flew from the Elemental Sword Casket into his hands.
He raised both swords above his head and crossed them. The two pitch-black soul rings around him seemed to be on the verge of merging.
Bibi Dong watched in alarm. What is this boy doing? Could he be using Ring Fusion?
Whatever he was doing, she had to stop him.
"Soul-Eating Spider Emperor's sixth soul skill: Eternal Creation!"
With a low shout, Bibi Dong switched between her Twin Martial Souls. This was her strongest single-target soul skill, capable of ignoring physical defenses and dealing continuous damage.
Qian Juechen was charging some kind of soul skill, making this the perfect chance to strike. If her attack hit, it would gravely wound him and let her overturn her disadvantage to take control of the fight.
But just as she was about to unleash it, a gray-black longsword tore through the space before her and struck straight at her face.
Worse, the space around the sword's attack seemed to lock in place for a moment. Bibi Dong sensed the danger but found herself briefly immobilized.
This was Qian Juechen's seventh sword, tied to his eighth soul ring.
Named the Rift-Sky Void Sword, it was also known as the Void Sword. Of his seven swords, it was the hardest to predict and had the strangest attack paths. Its counterpart among the Seven Elemental Gods was the God of Space.
In any world, there was a saying: time reigned supreme, space was king; when fate was absent, causality wore the crown.
Of the seven elements at his command, space was undoubtedly among the highest. Few people in the world could predict its uncanny killing moves, let alone react to them.
The Void Sword's attack completely ruined Bibi Dong's plan.
Her ambush became a desperate attempt to protect herself.
Eternal Creation collided with the Void Sword, unleashing an unprecedented spatial shockwave. It hurled Bibi Dong dozens of meters backward.
Had she not prepared in advance and anchored her spider legs firmly to the webs left by the battle, the shockwave alone might have slammed her into the barrier of holy light behind her.
The moment she landed, the Void Sword attacked again.
Left with no choice, Bibi Dong manifested eight spider legs behind her as close-combat weapons and fought the Void Sword as it appeared and vanished without warning.
Meanwhile, Qian Juechen's charge had reached its final stage.
The power of the Ice-Fire Twin Swords continued to merge in his hands. One divine sword was red, the other blue. Their terrifying heat and ultimate cold no longer canceled each other out, but began to blend like yin and yang.
In that strange harmony, the two swords joined into a massive blade, half red and half ice-blue.
Yin-yang patterns flowed across its surface like a taiji symbol. Fire did not melt the ice, nor did ice extinguish the flames. The two ultimate powers merged and amplified each other until, with a low shout from Qian Juechen, they became a towering sword strike that hurtled toward Bibi Dong as she struggled to defend herself.
"Twin-Sword Fusion Skill: Ice-Fire Twin Forms: Yin-Yang Flame-Ice Slash!"
The two-colored sword light tore through space. Its terrifying heat seemed ready to burn the world to ash, and ultimate cold followed close behind. Everything the flames swallowed was swiftly frozen once they passed.
Ice and fire intertwined, yin and yang fused. It was as though this single strike would forcibly reshape heaven and earth.
Bibi Dong saw the attack coming and knew she had no time to dodge. In the blink of an eye, the two-colored sword light was upon her.
Clenching her teeth, Bibi Dong switched martial souls once more. The Death Spider Emperor's eighth soul ring lit up.
"Death Spider Emperor's eighth soul skill: Spider Empress Clone!"
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