The Sword Breaks, the Bone Shatters (Please Bookmark and Request More Updates)

"Fifth Soul Skill: Sword of Judgment!"

Qian Daoliu raised a hand and closed his fingers. Sacred flames gathered, forming a golden longsword in his grasp.

"Chen Xin, seeing you reminds this old man of your father. But you fall far short of him."

"At your age, your father had already reached level 98 and become a Peak Douluo. Even I had to give it everything I had to defeat him."

"But look at you. With a mere level 97 Soul Power, how long do you think you can hold me back?"

Chen Xin trembled. A terrifying killing intent burst from his cold, star-bright eyes, which had been relatively calm until now.

"I'm not as strong as my father. All these years, I haven't even been able to avenge him."

"But as his son, with his killer standing before me, I'll fight today until one of us dies."

"Sixth Soul Skill: Myriad Swords Return to the Sect!"

The Sixth Soul Ring flashed and settled around his Seven Kill Sword.

In an instant, the Seven Kill Sword split into two, two into four, four into eight... until thousands upon thousands of Seven Kill Swords filled the air.

As Chen Xin swung his sword, more than ten thousand Seven Kill Swords stabbed toward Qian Daoliu at once.

Qian Daoliu gave his three pairs of wings a gentle beat and vanished in an instant, leaving only an afterimage that slowly faded.

He moved with such lightness and speed that he slipped through the gaps between more than ten thousand Seven Kill Swords without losing so much as a scrap of his robe.

This was Qian Daoliu, the Angel Douluo: unmatched in the skies, the fastest under heaven!

With a crack, Qian Daoliu drove his sword into Chen Xin's shoulder despite Chen Xin's desperate attempt to dodge.

Expressionless, Qian Daoliu twisted the Sword of Judgment.

Half of Chen Xin's shoulder tore open. He clenched his teeth against the pain. Their gazes met, and in Qian Daoliu's eyes, Chen Xin saw no killing intent—only indifference.

He's looking down on me!

"Sixth Soul Skill: Bone Prison Like a Forest!"

Dark light blazed across Bone Douluo's body. Hundreds upon hundreds of bone spikes shot toward Qian Daoliu, so tightly packed that nothing could pass between them.

Qian Daoliu lifted his eyelids, withdrew his sword, and shot backward.

Worry filled Bone Douluo's face, but his words still came out sharp.

"Old sword bastard, can you manage or not?"

Chen Xin had only one arm left. He forced his Soul Power to stop the blood flowing toward the wound, then twitched a corner of his mouth, his expression grim.

"Of course I can!"

"Old Bones, let's go all out and hit him head-on. If we hold anything back, we're no match for the Angel Douluo!"

"Seventh Soul Skill: Seven Kill True Body!"

"Ninth Soul Skill: God-Demon Dual Slash!"

A terrifying phantom, part god and part demon, rose behind him. It had two heads and four arms, each hand gripping a massive Seven Kill Sword. The sword energy alone ripped through the air with rolling sonic booms.

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, the sound rang out for a hundred li in every direction.

Bone Douluo shielded Sword Douluo from behind. The Angel Domain severely suppressed his dark attribute; only by fighting behind Sword Douluo could he bring out even half his strength.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Bone Dragon True Body!"

"Ninth Soul Skill: Bone Transformation into Divine Dragon!"

A colossal bone dragon, a hundred meters long, appeared. Black flames rose in its hollow eye sockets, giving the illusion that it could devour souls.

Qian Daoliu's gaze swept over the two-headed, four-armed god-demon phantom and the stark-white bone dragon stretching a hundred meters.

"If this is everything you have, then you'll leave your lives here today."

Sword Douluo fell silent for a moment, then smiled with easy acceptance.

"Old Bones, let's show this old fellow what we've forged through more than a century at each other's side."

A low growl rumbled from Bone Douluo's throat.

"Gladly. Let's have the old fellow take a good look."

The next instant, they spoke as one.

"All Bones' End, Heaven and Earth as One Breath!"

Boundless white and black light erupted from Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo respectively. The lights intertwined and coiled around each other as eighteen Soul Rings flashed in succession.

Even Qian Daoliu's eyelid twitched at the terrifying surge of energy. Interest appeared on his face.

"Now that's more like it. You're finally showing something!"

"But it's still nowhere near enough. Let this old man send you on your way!"

"First Soul Skill: Angel Wheel Slash!"

Golden light blazed from Qian Daoliu's body. His Soul Power surged as he swung the Sword of Judgment, unleashing a dazzling golden arc in an instant.

The sword light stretched a hundred meters across the sky. Like a hot knife through butter, it tore through Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo's Martial Soul Fusion Skill in a heartbeat.

There was a reason Qian Daoliu was revered as one of the two great peaks of the Soul Master World. He stood at the very summit of the Soul Master path.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were still far from his equal.

Their Martial Soul Fusion Skill shattered. The backlash sent their blood and qi surging the wrong way, and both flew backward, coughing blood.

Qian Daoliu hurtled after them and slashed.

Sword Douluo forced the blood in his mouth back down. Drenched in blood, he held the Seven Kill Sword across his body like an Asura bathed in gore.

With a crack, Sword Douluo's Seven Kill Sword broke.

His body broke with it. The blow split him in two from left shoulder to right abdomen. His organs and intestines spilled through the sky amid a torrent of blood.

In his final moments, Sword Douluo gazed into the boundless night sky. He felt neither grief nor joy, only reluctance to leave.

Rongrong, take care. Grandpa Sword can't... protect you anymore...

"Aaaah..." On the other side, Bone Douluo let out a shriek like a wailing ghost. Without Sword Douluo to protect him, he was burned continuously by the sacred flames of the Angel Domain. His Soul Power, stamina, and mental strength melted away like winter snow beneath the spring sun.

With a thought, Qian Daoliu pushed the Angel Domain to its limit. He no longer needed to lift a finger; Bone Douluo became a human torch.

The two empty black sockets where his eyes had burned away remained fixed on Qian Daoliu.

"Qian Daoliu, you old bastard, I curse your Spirit Hall to be slaughtered to the last! I curse you and your grandchild to die without a place to be buried! That day won't be long in coming. I'll be waiting for you in hell..."

Qian Daoliu's emotions surged, and killing intent flashed in his eyes. "You're asking to die!"

Qian Daoliu swung his sword. The sacred flames of the Angel Domain became a blade of fiery sword energy that struck Bone Douluo.

With an explosive crack, Bone Douluo's body shattered into pieces, then burned to ash within the Angel Domain.

And so the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two guardian Douluo, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, both died at Qian Daoliu's hands.

The sword broke, and the bone shattered!

In the original plot, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had died at Bibi Dong's hands for Tang San's sake.

Now, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had died at Qian Daoliu's hands for Tang San's sake.

In short, nothing good ever came of getting tangled up with Tang San.