Douluo: Martial Soul Seven Kill Sword, The Sword Opens Heaven's Gates

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Carlos moved with incredible speed.

His legs transformed into a snake's tail, gliding rapidly across the ground.

His target wasn't Feng Xiaotian and the others but Ning Rongrong, who had inherited the Light God's trial.

The more powerful an evil soul master was, the more they detested light attributes.

He didn't even notice Ning Tianchen nearby as he opened his massive, blood-red jaws, attempting to devour Ning Rongrong.

However, Ning Rongrong wasn't defenseless.

Activating the skill of her leg spirit bone, she soared into the air, evading Carlos's attack.

"Your opponent is me!" Ning Tianchen gripped the Seven Kill Sword tightly in both hands and launched a surprise assault.

Striking at the vital point, the Seven Kill Sword unleashed multiple streaks of silver sword qi.

Carlos hissed, his blood-red snake pupils fixed intently on Ning Tianchen, as if locking onto his prey.

At the moment the sword qi descended, hard scales grew out of his snake body, blocking the attack.

Ning Tianchen hovered in front of Ning Rongrong on the Seven Kill Sword, looking down disdainfully at Carlos. "A Soul Douluo-level evil soul master, yet the Spirit Hall allows you to run rampant—your background must be quite significant!"

Ke Jie had once investigated this place, and at the time, the strong members of the Spirit Hall likely noticed the presence of these evil soul masters. But the Spirit Hall hadn't taken action, which was rather puzzling.

Carlos hissed and chuckled, "It doesn't matter if I tell you. The Spirit Hall isn't as righteous as you imagine. Her Holiness, the Pope, is one of us."

Ning Tianchen furrowed his brows.

Bibi Dong's spirit was an evil one—the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor possessed powerful devouring abilities. It was only due to proper guidance during her cultivation that she avoided becoming an evil soul master. Otherwise, she would have undoubtedly been part of their ranks.

After all, cultivating through devouring was far faster than self-cultivation, making it easy for people to become addicted!

"Do you think telling us this won't bring disaster upon Her Holiness?" Ning Tianchen retorted.

The Spirit Hall colluding with evil soul masters would be the biggest scandal on the entire continent.

Of course, Ning Tianchen could guess Bibi Dong's intentions.

There were always things the Spirit Hall couldn't handle directly, and having these evil soul masters do their dirty work was convenient.

Carlos's gaze turned sharp. "You dare speak so boldly as a mere Soul Sage? None of you will leave here alive."

With that, eight spirit rings appeared beneath his feet: white, yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, black. The overwhelming aura of an 88th-level advanced Soul Douluo was undeniable.

The crimson giant python spirit materialized behind him, its scarlet eyes staring at Ning Tianchen like a predator eyeing its prey.

"Azure Dragon Break!"

Ning Tianchen swung his sword, releasing a Azure Dragon sword qi.

The crimson python spirit opened its massive jaws and swallowed the sword qi whole.

The disparity in soul power was too great, forcing Ning Tianchen to proceed cautiously.

Snake-type spirits lacked flight capabilities, so leveraging the advantage of the air was his only chance of victory.

"Nine Treasures turn into Glazed Glass; the nine treasures are named thus: third, soul; fourth, defense; fifth, attack; sixth, enhancement."

Multiple rays of nine-colored light entered his body, boosting Ning Tianchen's strength by seventy percent.

But compared to an 88th-level advanced Soul Douluo, there was still a significant gap.

"Rongrong, stay in the air and protect yourself," Ning Tianchen instructed before revealing six black and one red spirit rings. He then charged at his opponent.

"A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, boy—you must possess a hundred-thousand-year spirit bone," Carlos said, his eyes burning with greed.

Hundred-thousand-year spirit rings and bones were treasures every soul master dreamed of. Now that Ning Tianchen clearly had one, how could Carlos not be excited?

"Then let's see if you're capable enough." With that, Ning Tianchen wielded the Seven Kill Sword at high speed.

Seven Kill Sword Technique, Swift Sword Form.

The sword moved like the wind, swift as thunder!

Countless streaks of sword qi intertwined, weaving into a silver net meant to capture his opponent.

Carlos didn't sit idly by. His fifth spirit ring lit up, forming a barrier of soul power around his body.

"Heavy Sword Form!"

Ning Tianchen leapt into the air, gripping the Seven Kill Sword tightly with both hands and bringing it down with tremendous force.

Under this combination of attacks, Carlos's soul power barrier couldn't hold up and shattered instantly.

The sharp Seven Kill Sword landed on his body, cutting open a wound—not large, but deep enough.

Carlos retreated in pain, his earlier arrogance replaced by fervor and seriousness. "To wound me with just a Soul Sage's body—you're impressive. You must be a top genius cultivated by some powerful faction."

Changing his tone, he barked, "Didn't your elders teach you? A genius remains just that until they grow into a true powerhouse!"

"Sixth soul skill, Blood Surge!"

The tail of the crimson python slammed heavily onto the ground, causing blood-red magma to erupt from beneath the surface.

"Third soul skill, Sword Wing Ascension!"

With the acceleration provided by the Seven Kill Sword and the Sword Wings, Ning Tianchen darted effortlessly between the magma pillars, avoiding injury entirely.

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On another front, Feng Xiaotian and the others felt the distant battle and couldn't help but gasp.

Feng Xiaotian repelled the evil soul master before him and muttered, "Is he fighting a Soul Douluo?"

"Xiaotian, be careful!" Oscar shouted a warning.

With his head spirit bone, he clearly sensed fluctuations in spiritual energy around them.

The next second, all six of Feng Xiaotian's group were affected. Their reaction and movement speeds became painfully sluggish.

"Damn it, this is a spirit control soul skill that slows us down!" Yu Die gritted her teeth and spoke grimly.

The strength of the Colorful Bewitching Butterfly was equivalent to a mid-tier Soul Sage. While the mental impact of a Soul Emperor-level attack affected them somewhat, it wasn't debilitating.

For now, their priority was protecting the others from harm.

In the air, Ning Rongrong noticed the situation and quickly activated her head spirit bone skill.

The shared vision ability of the spirit bone allowed them to coordinate better, while the shockwave of the spirit skill reduced the impact of the mental control on the group to a minimum.

"What?!"

The evil soul master wielding the spirit control skill was momentarily stunned.

"Worry about yourself!" Freed from the debuff, Feng Xiaotian instantly appeared beside him.

"Eighty-One Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Wolf Fang!"

After years of practice, Feng Xiaotian had mastered his self-created soul skill to its peak.

Each claw strike tore chunks of flesh from the evil soul master's body.

As the number of attacks accumulated, a fierce storm began swirling around them.

Spirit-type soul masters weren't known for their defense. Facing such high-frequency attacks, this individual clearly couldn't withstand them.

Just as he was about to be killed, two Soul Sage-level evil soul masters activated their True Body and forced Feng Xiaotian back with a powerful surge of soul power.

"Your opponents are us!"

Feng Xiaotian wiped the dust from his lips and frowned deeply.

By now, their six-person group was completely surrounded. Facing two Soul Sages and nearly two hundred enemies, breaking through seemed almost impossible.

Moreover, they were only Soul Emperors. Once Soul Sages activated their True Body, their power underwent a qualitative leap—one that their group simply couldn't match.

"We'll hold off the two Soul Sages. Xiaotian, take everyone and find a way to break through."

The Colorful Bewitching Butterfly stepped forward to face the two Soul Sages, barely managing to hold them off.

At this point, eradicating such a large number of evil soul masters in this battlefield was unrealistic. They could only pray that Ning Tianchen would defeat or kill Carlos and come to their aid.

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This spirit-type evil soul master was named Yang Zongyi, and his spirit was a special kind of plant.

Seeing that Ning Rongrong's spirit head bone would cause him immense trouble, after being saved, he dragged his injured body away from the battlefield, hiding in the forest and preparing to ambush Ning Rongrong at any moment.

Once Ning Rongrong fell, Feng Xiaotian and the others would inevitably become lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

However, while he was watching Ning Rongrong, she also noticed his presence.

Through the shared vision soul skill, Ning Tianchen had already locked onto this guy's position.

But facing Carlos's relentless attacks, Ning Tianchen couldn't deal with him immediately.

A Soul Emperor-level spirit-type soul master posed no threat to him, and Ning Tianchen finally felt some relief.

This guy had attacked Bao Zhen earlier, and Ning Tianchen had no reason to spare him.

Not long after, Yang Zongyi seized the opportunity and launched a mental attack on Ning Rongrong while Ning Tianchen was engaged with Carlos.

"Sixth soul skill, Crimson Flower Bloom!"

A powerful mental attack shot toward Ning Rongrong. If it hit, a crimson flower would bloom in the soul master's mental sea, using the brain as nourishment to burst through the skull.

For weaker soul masters, being hit by this attack was almost certainly fatal.

"I've been watching you for a while now!" Ning Tianchen roared. The Killing God Domain expanded rapidly from his body.

"Killing God Domain Evolution Skill, Asura Demon Intimidation!"

Two forces of spiritual energy collided within the domain.

Thanks to the refinement from his hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, Ning Tianchen's spiritual power had undergone a transformation. A Soul Emperor-level spirit-type soul master was no match for him.

As he nullified the opponent's soul skill, a powerful mental shockwave invaded the Soul Emperor's mind.

The intense killing intent and spiritual energy caused blood to gush from all seven orifices. Immediately afterward, a blade feather from the Sword Wings pierced through his brain.

Carlos paid no heed to this guy's death but instead looked at Ning Tianchen with approval. "Such a thick aura of killing intent—it seems we're cut from the same cloth."

Ning Tianchen withdrew his gaze from afar, standing tall with his sword in hand. He sneered, "I'm nothing like you."

The power of Asura represented bloodshed and violence, but for someone with a firm heart, it wouldn't lead to corruption.

After all, the Asura God of the God Realm was an enforcer. Without unwavering conviction, how could one enforce justice?

Ning Tianchen inheriting his legacy meant his character had earned the Asura God's approval.

Carlos coaxed gently, "One thought leads to heaven, one thought leads to hell. The world is dead. If I don't descend into hell, who will? Join us and contribute to the resurrection of Lord Evil God."

Ning Tianchen sneered. "What nonsense. Seven Kill Domain, activate!"

With the support of two domains and Ning Rongrong's enhancements, his strength now matched Carlos's.

The Seven Kill Sword twirled in his hand, the tip lightly tracing patterns in front of him as the "Kill" word sword technique gradually condensed.

Carlos feigned regret. "What a pity to lose such promising talent. All I can do is offer your corpse to Lord Evil God for his resurrection. This is a rare honor for you."

With that, an array appeared beneath his feet.

He flicked his fingers, and countless corpses piled up into a small mountain around him.

"Damn it, how many people have you killed?!"

Even after witnessing the bloody scenes of the Killing City, Ning Tianchen still felt a strong visual shock upon seeing this.

In the air, Ning Rongrong felt nauseated, the dense malevolence threatening to swallow her whole.

Ning Tianchen didn't know what tricks the other side had up his sleeve, but he absolutely couldn't allow Carlos to complete the array.

The "Kill" word sword technique descended forcefully, aiming to obliterate the opponent completely.

Carlos remained calm, even smirking slightly. "Lord Evil God's blessing has armed me. Unfortunately, you've never seen a true god, nor do you understand the power of gods."

The "Kill" word sword technique struck but was blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to advance further.

"Brother Tianchen, I sense a very dense malevolence coming from the Abyssal Cavern over there," Ning Rongrong pointed solemnly.

It seemed the legends were true—the Abyssal Cavern contained the remains of an evil god, and Carlos appeared to have the ability to communicate with the evil god.

Ning Tianchen instinctively retreated.

Such dense malevolence was beyond his ability to handle.

The array beneath Carlos's feet transformed the mountain of corpses into a pool of thick liquid, which was then completely absorbed.

Following this, Carlos's crimson python spirit mutated, sprouting arms and legs while shrinking in size, seemingly transforming into a humanoid form.

Carlos's eyes became vacant, resembling those of a corpse.

Suddenly, Ning Rongrong shouted, "Brother Tianchen, he's trying to let the evil god briefly possess him! If he succeeds and kills you, the evil god will use your body for an impure rebirth!"

This information was naturally provided by the Light God.

Ning Tianchen radiated a thick killing intent, and the Killing God Domain was inherently tied to gods. For the evil god, his body was undoubtedly the perfect vessel.

Ning Tianchen suddenly understood. "Damn it, he's deceived everyone."

Being able to communicate with the evil god meant Carlos must have entered the Abyssal Cavern. Yet, he had stayed here all these years, clearly waiting for a suitable body for the evil god to possess.

However, Ning Tianchen had no intention of surrendering.

Defeating Carlos was part of the second trial—he had no reason to retreat.

Switching the Seven Kill Sword to his left hand, he lightly tapped the blood-red Asura mark on his forehead with his right hand. The Asura Demon Sword materialized in his right hand.

Carlos's lips twitched, and a voice emerged, though its tone and pitch were different from before.

"Hahaha, what a powerful weapon—I'll gladly accept it."

"So, you're the true evil god?" Ning Tianchen asked.

Not knowing about the Asura Demon Sword, this guy definitely wasn't a god from the Douluo God Realm. He likely came from outside the realm.

With only Soul Sage-level strength, facing a god, the Asura Demon Sword was his only hope.

What followed would be a bloody battle!

Carlos's body was engulfed by the crimson python spirit, undergoing a complete mutation into a snake-headed humanoid monster.

"Haha, I am Death. You may call me the God of Death. If you willingly offer your body and submit to me, perhaps I'll grant you a quick death."

Ning Rongrong trembled as she said, "The Light God says he truly is the God of Death, but he can't use divine power. His strength is equivalent to a Limit Douluo."

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