Finally, Kong Deming's finger, trembling almost to the point of exhaustion, pointed to the grotesque, fang-shaped short blade, Inverted Spear of Heaven.
A short, heavy straight-bladed dagger, dark silver in color, with strange reverse patterns covering the blade and a light gold ring of runes around the hilt.
It lay there quietly, yet it gave one an eerie feeling of the end of all things and the retreat of all laws.
"Its power has become even more domineering." Kong Deming's voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible, but the fanaticism in his eyes burned to the extreme. "As long as you strike the opponent with the tip of your blade, you can forcibly deactivate the Soul Skill in progress. This core ability has been enhanced to an incomprehensible level."
He took a deep breath and roared with his last ounce of strength:
"Now, it can not only dispel, but also forcibly dispel and annihilate any energy form that is in the process of activation."
"Whether it's Soul Master's Soul Skill, Soul Engineer's Soul Tool, or Domain Power."
"Any skill or effect that is composed of energy and is in operation... will be forcibly interrupted, forcibly dispelled, and reduced to nothingness before the heaven-defying laws of this blade!"
"All the Soul Master's Soul Skill... are a joke in front of it."
Kong Deming seemed to have exhausted all his strength; his body swayed, and he almost fell over, but his eyes remained fixed on Toji.
"This... is the god-slaying weapon I forged for you!"
The laboratory fell into a deathly silence. Only the terrifying pressure emanating from the four Soul Tool pulsed in the air like a heartbeat.
Kong Deming looked at the four masterpieces that shimmered with deadly light before him, and then at Toji, who stood in front of them as if he were about to command a fierce god to descend to earth. His expression was extremely complicated.
His eyes held the fervent pride of accomplishing a miracle, the boundless satisfaction of technological breakthroughs, but even more so, a look of utter horror as if he were staring at a non-human monster.
Kong Deming muttered to himself, his voice hoarse.
"What exactly is your Bloodline Power...? It... it's practically the ultimate, all-purpose energy source."
"Catalyzes everything, transforms everything, and makes the impossible possible!"
"The ultimate form of the Soul Tool that I have pursued all my life can only be perfectly controlled by a physical god like you."
His gaze toward Toji was filled with an indescribable shock and a hint of awe.
He finally understood why Toji said that only he could prove the pinnacle of Soul Tool.
Only this Divine Body, which transcends mortal understanding, can withstand and unleash the true power of these god-slaying weapons.
He didn't Toji acknowledge Kong Deming's shock.
His gaze swept over the newly renovated Soul Tool one by one.
They could Toji sense the terrifying power surging within them, a power that shared the same origin as their own Qi and Blood but was being guided and sublimated by Kong Deming's astonishing skills.
Each item seemed to be an extension of his limbs, a manifestation of his Destruction will.
If we include the Blade of Life's Watch, it's equivalent to him having a treasure trove of at least five divine artifacts at his disposal.
"Well done, Elder Kong." Toji's voice was deep and powerful, a cold and unrestrained smile curving his lips. "Now..."
He raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the thick alloy barrier, looking towards the Star Luo Empire, towards his destined rival, Huo Yuhao.
"It's time..."
"Let's go crush that so-called chosen one!"
The Level 10 Soul Tool weapon has been forged.
The Tyrant's divine body is poised to strike.
Western Frontier of the Sun Moon Empire, Subduing Dragon Plain.
What was once fertile land has now been transformed into a scorched inferno.
The scorching hiss of the Soul Guidance Ray, the booming of the exploding Soul Skill, the piercing sound of metal clashing, and the wails of the dying all wove together into a symphony of Destruction.
Thick smoke mixed with the stench of blood obscured half the sky, making even the sunlight appear hazy and weak.
The mighty steel torrent that the Sun Moon Empire was so proud of was now like a raging tide crashing against an invisible dam, firmly held back in the center of the plain, and even pushed back step by step by an overwhelming force.
The defenses were groaning; the sturdy soul-guided positions were like sandcastles being trampled by giant beasts, collapsing and exploding one after another.
At the heart of the Destruction wave were two figures standing side by side.
Huo Yuhao wore a light blue robe that fluttered in the surging wind, and his long, dark blue hair flew wildly behind his head.
His face remained handsome, but his deep eyes no longer held any trace of the naivety of his youth; only the coldness of overlooking the battlefield and the indifference of controlling everything remained.
An aura, both ethereal and imposing, enveloped the entire battlefield like an invisible domain. His Spiritual Power was both the most precise command tool and the most lethal weapon; each sweep of his gaze was accompanied by chaos in the enemy's Soul Engineer formation or the instantaneous overload and explosion of their core Soul Tool.
With every gesture, frost and Spiritual Shock raged, freezing the soul and shattering the will.
Beside him, Tang Wutong's radiance descended like a deity breaking through the gloom.
Her long, wavy, light blue hair cascaded down to her ankles like a waterfall, and her stunning beauty shone brightly on the chaotic battlefield, making the world pale in comparison.
Her pale blue eyes shimmered with a gentle yet sublime golden aura.
With each breath, with each flow of energy, soft golden ripples spread around her body, accompanied by the faint sound of a deep dragon's roar, as if countless dragon souls were singing for her.
She did not directly make a move, but the invisible dragon's might and divine aura greatly suppressed the aura and Soul Power of the Sun Moon Empire soldiers, while providing Huo Yuhao with an indestructible barrier and amplification.
The two held hands tightly, their hearts in sync, their strength intertwined, as if they were one.
It was this divine couple who, single-handedly, brought the Sun Moon Empire's invading iron hooves to a halt and pushed them back to the edge of the border.
The remnants of the Star Luo Empire army erupted in thunderous cheers behind them, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.
" Yuhao, the core defense perimeter of the Sun Moon Empire is just thirty miles ahead. If we break through it, Mingdu will have no more barriers." Tang Wutong's voice was like heavenly music, filled with absolute confidence.
Huo Yuhao nodded slightly, his icy blue eyes locking onto the last and most solid soul guidance array of the Sun Moon Empire in the distance. His invisible Spiritual Power, like the most precise probe, instantly pierced through layers of defensive arrays, searching for the weakest point.
His Soul Power surged, and the aura of Ultimate Ice began to condense, preparing to unleash a thunderous strike that would end the battle.
However, just as he was highly focused and his Soul Power was about to reach its peak,
A subtle yet savage and ferocious fluctuation, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, suddenly rippled outwards from the edge of his vast Spiritual Power perception network.
It's not Soul Power, not Spiritual Power, but...
A pure, breathtakingly vast and boundless Bloodline Power?
This power is violent, restrained, and brimming with Destruction vitality, unlike any other known energy on the battlefield!