However, Chen Cong had no intention of backing down.
This was his first time facing such a martial soul fusion skill. This duel would be an important trial on his path of swordsmanship, as well as a perfect opportunity to surpass himself and grow stronger.
He drew a deep breath, relaxed his body, and cast aside all distracting thoughts, focusing entirely on awaiting his opponent's attack.
Then, the Netherworld Dark Night Demon Dragon launched a ferocious attack on Chen Cong, as swift as thunder that left no time to cover one's ears.
The dragon's claws were like sharp blades cutting through space. Every swipe tore through the air with a shrill whistle.
The dragon's wings were like two enormous scythes, constantly tracing terrifying arcs through the darkness.
Faced with the Netherworld Dark Night Demon Dragon's ferocious assault, Chen Cong showed not the slightest panic.
He gripped the Seven Kill Sword tightly, countering every attack with exquisite sword techniques and keen perception.
His sword light flickered in the darkness, like streaks of silver lightning flashing across the night sky.
Clang, clang, clang! The ringing of collisions never ceased.
Both sides fought with all their might. The Netherworld Dark Night Demon Dragon's attacks grew increasingly fierce, while a blend of dark and netherworld soul power spread across the battlefield, shrouding it entirely in darkness.
Relying on his exquisite sword techniques and unwavering will, Chen Cong continued to fend off the attacks while searching for an opportunity to counter.
Chen Cong had already sensed that this Netherworld Dark Demon Dragon's soul power rivaled that of a level 94 Titled Douluo. After all, becoming a Titled Douluo represented a qualitative leap, and even the martial soul fusion of two Soul Douluos could only reach this level.
The Netherworld Dark Night Demon Dragon was causing