Chen Yu stared at the soul-shaking scene before him: two colossal beasts, the Dark Dark Demon Dragon and the Void Giant Serpent, tore through the sky like shadows of doomsday, roaring toward him.
Even his father, the Level 98 Chen Zixiu, would have had to handle an attack of this magnitude with utmost caution.
If he failed to withstand this strike, not only he but the eight people beside him would be in danger.
He had no other choice. Facing such a desperate situation, even his Ninth Soul Skill would be of little use. He could only bring out his strongest trump card.
"My Body Is a Sword!"
With that ringing declaration, Chen Yu's body trembled slightly, and an unfathomably mystical halo instantly enveloped him. Its radiance held the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, yet also resembled the profound veins of the universe, immeasurably deep and wondrously mysterious.
At that moment, his body fused with his sword, peerlessly sharp and unyieldingly resilient, like an unrivaled divine sword standing between heaven and earth. Its edge could pierce the sky; its might could cleave the land.
"Ring Embedding!"
"Slaughter Character Art!"
Chen Yu chanted an ancient, lingering Sword Song. Its melody echoed softly through the air like a Dao Sound from antiquity, seemingly drawing upon the Sword Qi between heaven and earth and gathering it into an endless torrent of Soul Power.
An unprecedented pressure spread outward. Even the air seemed unable to bear its weight and grew oppressively heavy.
Nine "slaughter" characters containing boundless mysteries circled Chen Yu. They were exquisitely mystical and utterly mesmerizing, yet the heaven-destroying, earth-annihilating power they released filled onlookers with awe, leaving none daring to approach.
**"A Thirteen-String Melody in the Cup, half a lifetime of wind and rain, all return to a single sword!