Dragon-Slaying Sword: Human-Sword Unity
The golden longsword seemed to transform into an enormous golden dragon. It crashed savagely into the silver greatsword hurtling toward it.
Silence. Everything around them fell utterly silent.
The wind stopped, and the clouds stood still. Even Gu Rong and Snake Lance Douluo temporarily halted their battle.
First, golden and silver light blossomed, like a gold-and-silver sun rising slowly through the night. Within fifty li, its radiance turned night into day.
Then the ground began to rumble and shake. The dazzling light made it impossible to open one's eyes. A moment later, winds exceeding force twelve swept through the surroundings alongside a shock wave, ravaging everything in their path.
"Ah!"
Caught in the shock wave, many of the weaker disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had their lives snuffed out in an instant. Even the Soul Emperors, Soul Saints, and Soul Douluos turned pale, struggling desperately to keep their footing.
This continued for a full ten seconds.
"Who won?"
After ten seconds, the light gradually dissipated. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Fort had been reduced to ruins. Everyone stared anxiously at the center of the battle.
The forces of Spirit Hall were concerned for His Holiness the Pope. Those of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were concerned for their guardian-Chen Xin, master of the sword.
"Su Chen!"
"Your Holiness!"
Su Chen's figure emerged from the light first. Chen Xin appeared right after him.
Both Su Chen and Chen Xin stood where they were, back to back, utterly motionless.
Crack.
A crisp, piercing sound rang out. The Seven Kill Sword before Chen Xin fractured inch by inch, countless cracks spreading across it.
"What a fine sword!"
The words escaped Chen Xin's lips. Then his body slowly toppled to the ground.
"Uncle Jian!"
"You coward!"