He pointed his Sword Finger downward, and the enormous Sword Rain vortex roared like a thousand troops and ten thousand horses, like ferocious Soul Beasts howling at the sky.
It was also like countless blue waterfalls plunging down from the high mountains, spiraling and pouring like rain toward the hundreds of Soul Masters led by Jesus Weiss.
The vicious swords carried an aura that could slaughter everything, as if a Heavenly God had flown into a rage and the Nine Heavens Lightning had come down to punish the world. They were even more like a ten-thousand-foot tsunami, destroying everything. The intent to seal off all things filled the entire battlefield...
"If you don't want to die, defend yourselves! Raise the Soul Power Shield! Demon Sheep Blood Spirit Formation!"
A piercing cry rang out. Eight Soul Rings lit up at once, and in the surging black light, Jesus Weiss's tall, gaunt body kept expanding.
"Seventh Soul Skill-Demon Sheep Avatar!"
A pitch-black Demon Sheep, more than thirty meters tall, hovered above the Demon Sheep Sect Soul Masters.
"Let's fight! Worst comes to worst, we die!"
"To die beneath a Titled Douluo's sword is still a life well lived!"
"Haha, brothers, see you in the next life!"
Under the immense pressure of death, many Soul Masters' bloodlust erupted, spurring on the rest.
In an instant, all kinds of Soul Power rose from the bodies of over a hundred Demon Sheep Sect Soul Masters, forming a huge, multicolored Soul Power Shield in the air that clung to the Demon Sheep Avatar.
In an instant, the Demon Sheep Avatar grew dozens of meters taller. The Demon Eye of the Three-Eyed Demon Sheep suddenly shone with a radiance that seemed to stretch ten thousand feet. The dazzling light turned into countless thin threads of blood, which spread across its entire body in the blink of an eye, drawing out a despairing wail.
In an instant, terrifying spatial ripples surged forth. The space within a radius of several hundred meters began to heave violently, and for a moment, Heaven and Earth fell silent.
The Sword Qi was icy, and the sword wind whistled like a bamboo flute. All that could be heard was a rapid, unceasing "swish, swish, swish, swish."
The tens of thousands of swords filling the sky and the spatial ripples vanished at the point where they collided.
Then a ring of distorted light burst out from the center of the collision, spreading in every direction in an instant. The light all around turned blue.
After that, the swords filling the sky shattered one after another, turning into countless specks of light that scattered in all directions.
The Sword Rain vortex above everyone's heads also dispersed with the wind, as if the bright, clear heavens had returned.
They had indeed stopped it, but that did not mean they had fully blocked the Seven Kill Sword Qi.
Quite a few Demon Sheep Sect Soul Masters collapsed on the spot. The rest spat blood, which poured profusely from their seven orifices, while blood burst from Jesus Weiss's entire body until he was drenched in it.
Though they had survived the disaster, they knew perfectly well that this was only an appetizer.
To face a formation of over a hundred people led by a Soul Douluo alone and still hold the upper hand-that was the might of a Titled Douluo!
"Not bad. Keep going!" Chen Hong smiled and slowly closed his eyes.
An immensely powerful surge of Soul Power erupted from within him, and a colossal Sword Light shot into the sky.
An unprecedented pressure spread out, as if even the air had grown unbearably heavy. Seven Slaughter characters appeared, circling around Chen Hong.
Each Slaughter character seemed to contain an infinite Dao, so Mystical and Mysterious that one could not help but become entranced. Yet the boundless energy they radiated, enough to destroy Heaven and Earth, made people shrink back in fear.
In an instant, a hundred-meter-long Seven Kill Sword, inlaid with nine blue, radiant Stars, descended from the firmament with the seven Slaughter characters. Its majestic heavenly might pressed down like Mount Tai, crushing everything in its path.
There was no enormous explosion from a clash of Soul Power as one might have expected. Only a crisp rumble rang out, and the massive Demon Sheep figure was crushed to pieces in an instant...
With this sword, Chen Hong had used the Nine Stars Ring Embedding Profound Art of the Impartial Sword Qi Art, the My Body Is a Sword Profound Art of the Sword Shadow Form, and the seven Slaughter characters of the Slaughter Character Art Profound Art from the Seven Kill Qi-Concealing Technique!
"Chen Hong, spare the women and children..." Jesus Weiss's voice faded into the distance.
"Father!" Guido Weiss roared in grief and fury from afar.
"Go down and join your father." A resplendent Red Lotus, something that seemed beyond the mortal world, descended with a flash of bright Blade Light.
Dozens of Demon Sheep Sect disciples guarded the entrance to a Manor, refusing to leave even half a step, no matter what.
More than a hundred corpses had already piled up in front of the Manor.
Their families were inside the Manor.
The last Demon Sheep Sect Soul Master fell at the hands of a Soul Master from the Soul Fighting Legion, and the Manor's tightly shut gates finally opened.
The people who rushed out were a group of elderly people on the verge of death and children not yet grown, their eyes filled with hatred. Some were weaker than ordinary people, yet they still charged at the Soul Masters of Soul Fighting City...
Chen Hong watched Chen Xun quietly, as if leaving the decision to him.
Chen Hong sighed and said in Chen Xun's ear, "You have to learn to get used to this. The rule of Douluo Continent is the survival of the fittest. What you have to do is keep getting stronger. Otherwise, one day, it'll be your parents, wife, and children who die!"
Chen Xun's gaze fell on a pregnant woman. He spoke up, "Spare the pregnant women and the children under six!"
Chen Hong shook his head and gave the order. "No one is allowed to harm pregnant women or children under six!"
Even though he knew this was misplaced compassion, Chen Hong still granted the Young Chief's request. It was the first time he had ever spared anyone.
Then they walked toward the Demon Sheep Sect Soul Masters who had surrendered and were being guarded by the Soul Fighting Legion.
A Soul Saint from the Soul Fighting Legion and a small squad had been assigned to guard them. Iron restraints that sealed their Soul Power (taken from the Demon Sheep Sect, haha) pierced their shoulder blades without mercy, ensuring they could never escape. None of them dared to show any resentment or hatred.
The Great Soul Arena had a life-and-death match mode, after all.
Today, this group of once-arrogant Soul Masters from a Sect had, from this moment on, become a part of history.
What a pity! What a tragedy! What a lament!
Suddenly, inspiration came to Chen Hong. He stood there, muttering to himself, "So that's how it is. One can both release and rein it in..."
The Chen Hong of old had excelled at killing, but he had still fallen short when it came to cultivating his character.
As all kinds of realizations filled his heart, Chen Hong closed his eyes and entered a certain state of cultivation. The Heaven and Earth Soul Power within a radius of a thousand meters kept gathering toward him...
The surrounding Soul Power surged violently, like waves churning and slamming against the Void.
After a dozen or so breaths, a turbulent wave of air burst from Chen Hong's body and rolled outward. The power within him seemed more vigorous.
At the same time, a Mystical aura rose from him, as if he had undergone a sublimation from within. The surging spiritual energy gradually settled, and he slowly opened his eyes.
At that moment, his whole body felt refreshed, as if it had been washed clean. His Soul Power was purer and more abundant, and his control over his strength had reached a new level.
Although he had not opened his eyes, everything around him was still within his grasp.
"Uncle Hong, you..." Beside him, Chen Xun felt an inexplicable, Mystical inspiration well up in his heart. Looking at Chen Hong, whose Mystical aura surged around him, he could not help asking.
Chen Hong withdrew his Domain and lifted the corner of his mouth slightly. "It's nothing. I've comprehended a Domain. At least now, I've finally caught up a little with your father."
Years of devoted cultivation had built up his strength, and now, all at once, a sudden enlightenment had brought him a Domain.
Chen Xun could not help showing delight. "Congratulations, Uncle Hong!"