A flash of ruthlessness and solitary pride befitting a peerless swordsman crossed Chen Xin's eyes.
He was the guardian of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, a supreme swordsman who had never lost a battle in his life!
Rather than become the puppet of an evil weapon, reduced to a beaten dog, he would sooner be shattered to pieces!
Chen Xin roared, the muscles in his right arm bulging.
With absolute resolve, he hurled the thumb-length blade that had just finished evolving onto the rotten floorboards beneath his feet!
Immediately afterward.
Under the Asura God's utterly horrified gaze from a distant corner.
Chen Xin curled both hands around empty air, pouring out all the immense Soul Power of a level-ninety-seven Titled Douluo and the sword intent he had cultivated throughout his life.
"Seven Kill Avatar!"
An enormous Seven Kill Sword, two meters long and seemingly carved entirely from white jade, suddenly materialized, radiating a bone-chilling gleam.
Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Xin gripped the Seven Kill Sword's hilt with both hands.
With the overwhelming force of his descent, he drove it straight into the ancient Ghost Scabbard on the Sword Altar!
He was going to gamble!
He would replace the Ghost Sword with the Martial Soul and sword intent he had forged over a lifetime!
If he won, he could defy heaven and change his fate.
He would claim this terrifying scabbard, which could suppress even gods, and become a Ghost Handler in this paranormal world!
If he lost, he would simply die. He would never cling to a wretched existence!
BOOM!!
The instant the Seven Kill Sword's blade plunged fully into the three-foot Ghost Scabbard.
Across the enormous Martial Arts Arena.
A violent wave of paranormal force erupted from the Sword Altar, sweeping outward in a wild ring!
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