"What?" Before Long Xiaoyao could react, Tian Chen unleashed his strength, forcing him back several meters.
"Is this boy really a Soul Emperor? This strength already rivals a Titled Douluo's!" Long Xiaoyao's right hand transformed into a dragon claw.
Dragon Transformation was a skill possessed by almost every dragon-type martial soul with a true dragon bloodline.
He clamped his claw around the Emperor-Slaying Ghost Blood Blade. Dark soul power instantly erupted from it, throwing his opponent back.
Long Xiaoyao lowered his head and looked at his claw, which was covered in black dragon scales.
Where he had just gripped the Emperor-Slaying Ghost Blood Blade, two faint white yet unmistakably clear marks had been deeply branded into his scales, bringing a slight stinging pain.
"Good. Very good! Since I became a Limit Douluo, you're the first junior to leave blade marks on me."
"How is that possible?"
Earlier, Long Xiaoyao had merely retreated two small steps, so the Holy Spirit Cult members could still explain it away as their eyes playing tricks on them. This time, however, he had retreated more than ten meters! Their eyes couldn't possibly deceive them to that extent!
Meanwhile, Tian Chen's fourth and fifth soul rings lit up simultaneously as he was thrown back.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Blood Moon Power! Fifth Soul Skill, Blood-Burning: Evil Fire Phoenix Slash!"
A wash of blood-red instantly stained the sky. Tian Chen swung his blade, unleashing a streak of blade energy that immediately transformed into a phoenix and charged straight at Long Xiaoyao.
"That's my phoenix evil fire!" Ma Xiaotao exclaimed.
Facing an attack powerful enough to demand serious attention even from a Titled Douluo or a Super Douluo, Long Xiaoyao merely stood motionless and slowly raised his left hand.
But just then, the rocks below suddenly gathered together, trapping