On the morning of the seventh day, as the first rays of light pierced through the gloom of the Slaughter City and shone into the Blood Pool, Yu Tianheng slowly opened his eyes.
The purple lightning around him subsided, and there was no trace of violence in his eyes, only a calm demeanor. After seven days of tempering, he could now control his killing intent at will, and even the baleful aura deepest in the blood pool could no longer stir up any distracting thoughts in him.
" The Fifth Trial of the Asura God, passed." The cold divine thought entered his mind as expected. Yu Tianheng stood up and leaped into the blood pool. A flash of purple lightning dried the blood on his body, and he prepared to face the next test.
The crimson aura of the blood pool enveloped Yu Tianheng's figure. The purple lightning Soul Power surrounding him had solidified into a tangible substance, and each flow carried a sharp sound that tore through the air—this was the peak aura of a level 98 Titled Douluo, yet it was still firmly locked outside the bottleneck by an invisible barrier.
" The Sixth Trial of the Asura God Trial, Soul Power breaks through to level 99..." Yu Tianheng raised his hand and pressed it to his chest. The energy of the blood pool was still surging in his meridians. It was the foundation he had accumulated by bathing in the blood pool during this period. It was warm but carried a domineering power, and it was gathering towards the core of his Soul Power according to his guidance.
Purple lightning and crimson energy intertwined, condensing into a rotating ball of light in his palm. Each time the ball of light contracted, the surrounding space trembled.
He abruptly closed his eyes, immersing all his attention in circulating his Soul Power. The barrier between level 98 and 99 was far more solid than he had imagined, like an insurmountable chasm between the peak and Demigod. Each time his Soul Power surged upwards, it only brought a burning pain through his meridians. But Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth, the will bestowed upon him by the Asura God Trial awakening within him. He no longer deliberately suppressed the rage of the blood pool energy, but instead allowed that power to collide and merge with his own purple lightning Soul Power.
"Boom!"
Three days later, a loud explosion erupted from the center of the blood pool, and a pillar of blood-red and purple light shot straight into the sky.
Yu Tianheng's Soul Power Level began to jump wildly. The shackles of level 98 cracked under the impact of the two forces. With a long roar, the crack shattered completely - level 99, the aura of the Limit Douluo finally awakened completely on him.
The moment the level 99 bottleneck shattered, the sky over the Slaughter City suddenly lost its color.
The originally dark red sky was swallowed by the black clouds, and countless silver snakes danced wildly in the clouds. In an instant, deafening Thunder swept across the entire city, and the purple-gold lightning pillars, like the wrathful whips of the gods, slammed into the ground, splitting the blood-red floor tiles of the Slaughter City with spiderweb-like cracks.
Meanwhile, in the heart of the city, an atmosphere even more terrifying than Thunder was churning wildly.
The Soul Power emanating from Yu Tianheng intertwined with the malevolent aura of the Slaughter City itself, condensing into a tangible killing intent that spread outwards like a black wave. Wherever it passed, even the malevolent spirits that had lingered there for years trembled and dared not approach.
Yu Tianheng hovered above the blood pool, his purple hair billowing in the air currents, his eyes flashing with the sharp light of breaking through a bottleneck. The pressure of a level 99 Limit Douluo was like an invisible giant hand, choking the breath of the Slaughter City.
" The Sixth Trial of the Asura God has been passed."
The moment the cold divine oracle echoed in his mind, Yu Tianheng's power, which he had not yet withdrawn, suddenly froze.
The next second, a series of rumbling sounds came from the depths of the Slaughter City. A pitch-black fissure spread out from the bottom of the blood pool, and a faint crimson sword light flickered within the fissure. An overbearing aura belonging to a divine weapon pierced through the rock layers and soared into the sky—it was the summons of the Asura God Sword.
" The Seventh Trial: Draw the Asura God Sword."
Yu Tianheng's eyes sharpened, without the slightest hesitation.
He leaped into the rift, his purple lightning Soul Power and killing intent all converging in his right hand. The moment his fingertips touched the edge of the rift, they were absorbed by the power emanating from the divine sword.
Within the rift, the ancient Asura God Sword was embedded in a blood-red crystal. The sword was engraved with twisted killing patterns, each pattern exuding ferocity, as if resisting the touch of outsiders.
But Yu Tianheng exerted force in his palm, injecting his own Soul Power into the rift. The moment his fingertips gripped the hilt of the sword, he seemed to establish some kind of connection with the divine sword. The will of the Asura God Trial resonated with his mind, helping him resist the backlash from the divine sword itself.
The moment Yu Tianheng's fingertips gripped the hilt of the Asura God Sword, an unimaginable resistance spread from his palm throughout his entire body.
The divine sword seemed to have merged with the blood-red crystal. The repulsive force surging from the patterns on the sword was like a raging sea, directly causing Yu Tianheng's arm to go numb. The Soul Power of a level 99 Limit Douluo injected into it was like a stone sinking into the sea without any ripple.
"The power of a divine weapon is indeed beyond human control..." Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth, his hands gripping the hilt of the sword tightly. His purple lightning Soul Power surged wildly around him, causing his robes to flutter loudly. But the Asura God Sword remained unmoved, instead emitting an even stronger aura of ferocity, flowing back through his meridians as if to completely shred his Soul Power.
In the critical moment, a resolute glint flashed in Yu Tianheng's eyes. He no longer focused on simply activating his Soul Power, but instead, with a thought, his dormant Martial Dao cultivation suddenly awakened—the aura of the peak of the Human Immortal Realm Ninth Stage burst forth from his body, and golden True Essence surged through his meridians like lava, intertwining with the purple lightning Soul Power in his palm to form a golden and silver two-tone light ball.
" Soul Power as the foundation, True Essence as the spearhead! Rise!"
A roar echoed Slaughter City as Yu Tianheng combined his strength and poured it all into the hilt of his sword.
The golden and silver energies surged wildly along the sword's patterns, causing the initially resisting divine sword to tremble slightly, and cracks began to appear on the surface of the blood-red crystal. As he exerted force with both arms, the cracks spread faster and faster, and with a crisp "crack," the Asura God Sword was finally pulled from the crystal!
A dazzling crimson sword light soared into the sky, tearing a gap in the dark clouds of the Slaughter City. The divine decree echoed in his mind once more, " Seventh Trial of the Asura God, passed." Yu Tianheng gripped the divine sword in his hand tightly, feeling the terrifying power contained within the artifact, and a relieved smile finally appeared on his lips.
Yu Tianheng gripped the hilt of the Asura God Sword, his fingertips tracing the cold, murderous patterns on the blade, his heart still pounding with the afterglow of breaking through the test. Although he knew the divine weapon was extraordinary, he had never imagined how powerful it would be. On Shi Xing, he decided to test the basic sharpness of this divine sword.
He deliberately concealed all his Soul Power and True Essence, not even a trace of Martial Dao aura leaking out. Relying solely on the natural strength of his arm, he gently slashed the ground in front of him with the sword hilt. The movement was as gentle as a breeze, without the slightest hint of imposing power.
But just as the sword tip touched the blood-red floor tiles, a sudden change occurred!
Without warning, a blood-red sword aura, condensed to its extreme, burst forth from the tip of the sword, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, and rushed out wildly along the ground. Wherever it passed, the hard paving stones were easily cleaved open as if they were made of paper, and the sword aura stirred up gravel and dust, forming a visible shockwave.
In the blink of an eye, the sword energy slashed a trench a hundred feet long in the ground. The trench was bottomless, its edges were as smooth as a mirror, and one could even see the residual malevolent energy of the sword energy lingering in the trench.