"Go!"
In mid-air, Xiao Yan looked at the three Martial Soul Avatar standing in the void, a look of longing for strength appearing in his eyes.
The oppressive aura emanating from that triple Martial Soul Avatar made him feel breathless, even from a distance of hundreds of feet.
This is the power of Titled Douluo.
But there was no fear in his eyes.
Because he knew very well that the sword strike from Venerable Feng would not disappoint him.
A full-force attack from Dou Zun expert would be equivalent to at least a level 95 Titled Douluo in the Douluo Continent.
Immediately, he manipulated the azure sword beam that stretched across the sky and slashed fiercely towards the direction of the Pope's Palace.
The sword's edge didn't strike very fast.
It is so huge that it gives the illusion of being slow.
But the oppressive feeling that enveloped the entire Spirit City grew heavier with each descent of the sword's edge.
In fact, Xiao Yan understood that even though Venerable Feng's attack was powerful, he couldn't kill three Titled Douluo who had released their Martial Soul Avatar with his current strength.
After all, he was merely releasing the power sealed within the stone; he didn't possess the exquisite energy manipulation that Venerable Feng himself controlled.
Although this sword strike was powerful, it lacked the guidance of Dou Zun expert's soul; it could only be considered a wild, unleashed force.
However, what he needed was to keep Bibi Dong and the others from worrying about themselves.
The true target of this sword strike was never Bibi Dong herself.
What he wants to attack is the foundation of the Spirit Hall, the Pope's Palace that symbolizes the supreme authority of the Spirit Hall, and those core buildings that represent the sacred and inviolable nature of the Spirit Hall.
After all, the destruction of either the Pope's Palace or the core buildings of the Spirit Hall would be a heavy blow to the Spirit Hall's reputation.
The reason why the Spirit Hall has been able to rule the Soul Master World of the continent for so many years is not only because of its powerful military force, but also because of the belief that " the Spirit Hall is invincible".
If the Pope's Palace were cleaved into ruins by a single sword strike, this faith would be fractured.
As long as I launch this attack, Bibi Dong and Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo's first choice will definitely be to block it, no matter what.
Because this is Spirit City, the foundation of the Spirit Hall.
They couldn't possibly stand by and watch the Pope's Palace be razed to the ground right before their eyes.
Therefore, Xiao Yan had already prepared to escape the moment the sword light struck.
"Call!"
The azure greatsword slashed down, and a low whistling sound echoed in the sky.
The sound wasn't the sound of air being torn apart, but rather a mournful cry emanating from the space itself as it was compressed by the sword energy.
Xiao Yan's figure was sent flying backward the instant the giant sword struck down.
He stomped his feet hard in mid-air, creating two visible ripples in the space beneath his feet.
With the support of the wind attribute, the Twin Flame Wings on his back flapped violently, and he transformed into a streak of blue and white light, soaring rapidly toward the horizon far from Spirit City.
He didn't even glance back at the outcome of that sword strike.
It wasn't that he didn't want to watch, but that he didn't have time. He had to take advantage of the few moments when Bibi Dong and the others were entangled by the sword energy to create as much distance as possible.
Spirit City, countless powerful figures looked up.
Their eyes simultaneously captured two images: the massive blue sword that was slashing down, and the streak of blue-white light that was rapidly disappearing into the distance.
But at this moment, no one cared about chasing the streak of light; everyone's attention was drawn to the giant cyan sword in front of them.
The moment the azure sword energy collided with the triple Martial Soul Avatar, the world fell silent.
At that moment, all sound was swallowed up by the center of the collision, as if even sound itself could not withstand the terror of that force.
Immediately afterwards, a light even more dazzling than the sun burst forth from the point of impact, illuminating the entire Spirit City as if it were daytime.
Then, the sound finally caught up with the light, and a deafening roar that could rip eardrums exploded out.
"Boom!!!"
Countless pieces of rock and rubble were swept into the air by the shockwave.
The dome of the Pope's Palace was completely reduced to dust by this attack, and the glazed tiles that had remained intact for hundreds of years were now torn to shreds as if they were made of paper.
Even with three Titled Douluo joining forces to resist, the shockwave from the collision still destroyed most of the main structure of the Pope's Palace.
One by one, the stone pillars around the main hall collapsed, and the ever-burning lamps and murals inside were shattered.
The violent aftershocks of energy spread wildly outwards from the center of the collision.
Wherever the shockwave passed, the buildings in Spirit City swayed precariously like building blocks.
The stone slabs were torn off, trees were uprooted, and the air was filled with a pungent, acrid smell of burning and the stench of soil being turned over.
At this moment, the cardinals and white-robed bishops of the Spirit Hall, who had already reacted, attacked simultaneously.
Dozens of Soul Skill lights of different colors lit up in the sky above Spirit City, and together formed a semi-transparent Soul Power shield above the city.
The shockwave struck the protective shield, causing the entire Spirit City to tremble violently, but the shield ultimately held up with great effort.
In mid-air, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum Martial Soul Avatar was the first to give way.
The wind-attribute Dou Qi contained within that cyan sword energy was like countless invisible blades, frantically cutting through the golden flower shield he had formed.
The characteristic of wind-attribute power is erosion and penetration. It doesn't use brute force to smash, but rather penetrates every crevice of the defense like mercury seeping into the ground.
Those seemingly indestructible golden petals began to shatter piece by piece from the edges under the constant erosion of the wind-attribute sword energy.
In just three breaths, the golden flower shield that Yue Guan was so proud of shattered with a crash, and countless golden fragments turned into light spots and disappeared in mid-air.
A mouthful of blood spurted from Yue Guan, the blood appearing particularly shocking in the golden light of Soul Power.
His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, and his Martial Soul Avatar was forcibly forced back into its original form.
His once spotless golden robe was now covered in dust and bloodstains, and the front of his robe was stained red with his own spurting blood, making him look extremely disheveled.
Ghost Douluo, who followed closely behind, also couldn't hold on for long.
The Venerable Feng's power completely overwhelmed him.
Under the relentless onslaught of sword energy, his Martial Soul Avatar was also shattered, and he staggered back dozens of feet.
Gui Mei clutched his chest, his usually calm face now contorted with pain, a trickle of dark red blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Of the three, only Bibi Dong remained at the forefront.
Her Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul Avatar is indeed powerful enough.
The eight Spider Spear, like eight pillars supporting the sky, firmly resisted the impact of the sword energy.
The giant web woven from spider silk was constantly cracking under the sword energy, and each strand of silk made a crisp snapping sound when it broke.
But the giant web was constantly regenerating under Bibi Dong's Soul Power, with new spider silk shooting out from the tips of the Spider Spear at a visible speed, filling the gaps torn open by the sword energy.
Each collapse and rebirth consumed a large amount of Bibi Dong's Soul Power, but she gritted her teeth and did not retreat an inch.
She was indeed a bit careless.
At the moment the sword energy fell, although she judged that the power of this attack was far beyond ordinary, she had almost blind confidence in her Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul Avatar.
She chose to take the blow head-on because she wanted to personally experience the characteristics of a powerful attack from a strong person in another world.
Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle. That's what she thought.
However, she underestimated the strangeness of the power from the other world.
That wind-attribute Dou Qi was completely different from the Soul Power system she was familiar with; its corrosiveness and permeability far exceeded her expectations.
While the spider web could block the physical impact of the sword energy, it could not stop the ubiquitous aftershocks of the wind attribute.
Countless tiny wind blades seeped through the gaps in the spider web, slicing at her Spider Spear and Martial Soul Avatar from all directions.
This pride and curiosity also cost her dearly, leading to her injury.
"Click click click!"
Amidst the roar of energy from both sides, the eight Spider Spear finally gave way and broke off one after another.
The sound was crisp and piercing, Bibi Dong's body would tremble slightly with each Spider Spear that broke.
The Spider Spear is part of her Martial Soul Avatar, connected to her body's meridians. The pain of the Spider Spear breaking will be directly transmitted to the depths of her soul.
When the last Spider Spear was also covered with dense cracks and finally broke, Bibi Dong's Martial Soul Avatar had dimmed to the extreme.
Fortunately, the cyan sword light had already run out of steam at this moment.
As the last wisp of sword energy was neutralized by the sudden flash of light from Bibi Dong's red Soul Ring, this brief but terrifying standoff finally came to an end.
The Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring on her body emitted a deep red light, gradually dissolving the remaining sword energy.
This is the power of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
It is one of Bibi Dong's most powerful trump cards, and even when facing attacks from another world, it still demonstrated its unshakeable majesty.
As the last wisp of azure sword light completely dissipated in the air, Bibi Dong still stood in mid-air, her back ramrod straight.