As the Heavy Xuan Ruler changed color, a flush instantly rose across Xiao Yan's face. His body trembled slightly as he released an immense surge of energy, channeling all of it through his arm and into the Heavy Xuan Ruler.
"Old Ghost, watch out!" Seeing Xiao Yan's great black ruler suddenly turn fiery red, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, who had been fighting Dugu Bo in the sky, abruptly paled and shouted a warning to Ghost Douluo.
"Hmph, an ignorant brat who knows neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth."
Ghost Douluo paid little heed to Chrysanthemum Douluo's warning, merely unleashing his sixth Soul Skill to defend himself. After all, he believed that Xiao Yan, whose strength was only in the fifties, could not possibly break through his defenses.
Watching the gleaming Sixth Soul Ring on Ghost Douluo, Xiao Yan's lips curled into a cold smile. Soul power poured endlessly from his body into the ruler, and the Heavy Xuan Ruler in his hand grew increasingly fiery red.
"Flame Splitting Wave Ruler!"
Staring coldly at Ghost Douluo, who was concealed beneath ghostly shadows, Xiao Yan curled his lips slightly. The pitch-black Heavy Xuan Ruler in his hand crashed down like the setting sun.
As Xiao Yan's inward shout fell, the energy of heaven and earth around the gorge suddenly surged. Countless streams of visible red energy seemed to be drawn by some force, rushing madly toward the Heavy Xuan Ruler in his hand.
Then, red light flashed fiercely at the ruler's tip. A crescent-shaped red glint half a zhang long shot from the ruler like lightning, carrying searing heat as it slashed viciously toward Ghost Douluo nearby.
Red light filled his vision. The instant that crimson crescent shot from the Heavy Xuan Ruler, Ghost Douluo's pupils shrank to