Declaration of a Death Countdown, the Holy Spirit Cult's Terror Six Thousand Words

Where those ten sharp claws passed, they even tore open rift after rift in space.

A terrifying suction force and specks of starlight continuously came from within those pitch-black, gloomy cracks, twisting the Soul Power torrents that had yet to draw near in the distance.

This was Douluo Star's space after it had already been strengthened.

With the current strength of space, it had become almost impossible for Super Douluo to casually create Space Fissures the way they had before.

Only Limit Douluo could shatter space as wantonly as before and fight through such means.

Da Shan's full-power strike had already reached the level of a Limit Douluo.

Countless Soul Tool Masters looked dazed.

At that moment, in a trance, they felt as though they had seen one of the legendary Ten Great Beasts of Calamity, the king of the Dark Gold Terror Claw Bears with four hundred seventy thousand years of cultivation—Bear Monarch.

This was practically a miniature Sky-Rending Claw!

Da Shan's claw strike tore space apart, and it also tore apart the Soul Tool Masters' concentrated volley.

A massive amount of Soul Power turbulence was ripped to shreds in an instant, bursting into the most primal balls of Soul Power light that exploded and sprayed out in every direction.

However, this was not yet over.

After tearing apart a vast number of attacks, three of those ten dark-golden light blades still survived and continued ripping toward the Soul Tool Masters.

The scalps of several Soul Tool Masters went numb, and they each brought out their strongest defensive soul tools.

Rank 8 and Rank 9 were everywhere.

There was even a Rank 9 Soul Tool Master who took out a spatial defensive soul tool said to be the strongest, all for the sake of surviving this terrifying attack.

But