The Spiritual Flood Dragon soared into the sky, its body repelling the void. The dragon opened its mouth and suddenly spat out a faint green light. The edge of the light was dyed with a layer of strange and eerie green aura. It was boundlessly cold. It was formed from the terrifying baleful aura.
This was a combination of evil spirit and soul power that could penetrate one's soul. It instantly crossed the sky like an aurora and bombarded toward Chen Zong.
Chen Zong looked dignified. He didn't dodge immediately. Instead, he slashed out with his sword. The purple sword light tore through the sky and slashed toward the attack. In an instant, the two attacks collided and dispersed, surging in all directions and turning into a raging storm.
The Spirit Jiao Dragon let out a loud roar and suddenly swung its tail. As if it had created a thousand waves, it charged towards Chen Zong with unparalleled speed. Its speed was as swift and ferocious as lightning.
The purple light in its eyes burned like a raging fire, penetrating through everything.
Chen Zong jumped up and slashed out with his long sword. His exquisite swordsmanship was fully displayed.
The sword slashed across the sky. It seemed to be stabbing, slashing, and collapsing. All kinds of forces were contained in it. It was a combination of hardness and softness. It looked ordinary but was extremely mysterious.
A slight buzzing sound was heard. The purple sword light seemed to seep into the void and slashed toward the Spiritual Flood Dragon.
The Spiritual Flood Dragon was indeed very powerful. It posed a great threat to Chen Zong. Chen Zong was shocked and had to fight with all his strength.
The dragon's tail swept out, bursting with a terrifying force. It was as if it could crush a mountain. Chen Zong's body moved swiftly. He dodged the dragon's tail and slashed out with his long sword. It seemed light and slow, but it was extremely fast and powerful.
The battle was extremely fierce. For a moment, the Spiritual Flood Dragon couldn't do anything to Chen Zong, and Chen Zong couldn't kill it. After all, the Spiritual Flood Dragon was very powerful.
Chen Zong, on the other hand, was getting stronger as the battle went on. With a sword in hand, he performed to the extreme.
Chen Zong also noticed that it was smoother and more natural to perform swordsmanship as a soul. The power of each sword was even more shocking.
All of this fell into the eyes of the illusory figure at the end of the Path of Souls. The more it looked, the more satisfied it was.
This swordsmanship was simply too exquisite.
The battle between Chen Zong and the Spiritual Jiao Dragon lasted for half an hour before the situation gradually became clear.
Chen Zong slashed out with his sword. The sword-light was ordinary, but it was extremely profound and unavoidable. It seemed to ignore space and time as it pierced through the soul and left a long sword mark on the Spiritual Flood Dragon's body.
The Spiritual Flood Dragon was infuriated, and it attacked violently, but it couldn't do anything to Chen Zong. Instead, it was struck by Chen Zong's sword.
The more he was struck by the sword, the more sword scars he would have on his body, and the more soul energy he would lose, causing his strength to decline further.
Chop!
In a flash, Chen Zong appeared beside the Spiritual Jiao Dragon. With a swing of his sword, he beheaded the Spiritual Jiao Dragon.
Chen Zong's body collapsed and turned into countless rays of light that surrounded him. Finally, they formed the shape of a helmet. Then, a faint purple light flowed down and covered his entire body.
The armor seemed to have been fused into one, and its appearance changed drastically.
This was an armor that was fused with soul energy. Chen Zong felt that his soul energy seemed to have multiplied and become more powerful.
"What's the next test?" Chen Zong stared ahead, but all he could see was darkness.
Based on the previous three tests, if the fourth test was ten times stronger, he wouldn't be a match for it with his current strength.
However, there was no turning back now. He had to press forward.
His will was firm, and his sword was proof. Chen Zong's eyes flashed fiercely, and his body was filled with an unparalleled aura that seemed to be able to tear and cut through everything.
Even if there was a mountain of bones in front of me, I would slash it with my sword.
Even if there was a sea of blood in front of me, I would slash it with my sword.
He was unstoppable, cutting through all obstacles, and pressing forward with indomitable will.
For a moment, it was as if a sharp sword had been unsheathed, tearing the world apart.
Step by step, Chen Zong kept moving forward. He was getting faster and faster, and the sharpness on his body was getting stronger and stronger.
After about fifty thousand meters, Chen Zong saw a figure sitting on a throne. The figure was somewhat ethereal, as if it was shrouded in smoke and was swaying with the wind.
Chen Zong was shocked by just one glance. It was as if a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood were surging toward him.
Terrifying!
Extremely terrifying!
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong's eyes became sharper and sharper, and he stepped forward again.
"You're here." The voice sounded continuously, as if it came from the void, but also from the deepest part of his heart.
"Senior, are you the Ancient Shura King?" Chen Zong asked.
"Yes, I am." Said the illusory figure. He still sat majestically on the throne without moving. Even though he gave off the feeling of a candle flickering in the wind, as if he would vanish with a single gust of wind, he was suffused with a terrifying might that suppressed the world.
"Senior, did I pass the test?" Chen Zong asked without fear.
"You did pass my test, and you're qualified to receive my highest inheritance." The Ancient Shura King smiled and said, "But before that, I still want to test your ability personally. If I'm satisfied, I'll give you another opportunity."
"Senior, how do you want to test me?" Chen Zong asked again.
"It's very simple. Fight with me." As the voice fell, the illusory figure suddenly stood up. It was as if the world was shaking, and there seemed to be an invisible void storm sweeping in all directions. Chen Zong's face became more dignified.
He stood up and stepped forward. The illusory figure seemed to become more solid, and his face could be vaguely seen.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed the void. Suddenly, a burning flame spread out and condensed into a long saber.
With the long saber in his hand, an astonishing evil spirit exploded like a vast sea. Chen Zong trembled and instantly became numb and stiff.
Terrifying!
It was really too terrifying. The intensity of this evil spirit was far beyond that of the spiritual flood dragon.
If the Ghostly Fire Green Wolf's evil spirit was like a pond, then the Ghostly Fire Green Tiger's evil spirit was like a small lake, and the Ghostly Fire Green Flood Dragon's evil spirit was like a huge lake. The Ancient Shura King's evil spirit was like a vast sea.
It was too shocking.
This kind of baleful aura made Chen Zong extremely shocked.
The Ancient Shura King ignored Chen Zong's shock and waved his saber. Instantly, the terrifying evil spirit turned into a shocking saber light that cut through the void. Chen Zong's hair stood on end, and he felt as if his soul spirit was about to be shattered.
Without hesitation, he waved his sword. However, at that moment, the sword light was shattered.
The Ancient Shura King was too strong. It was many times stronger than the spiritual flood dragon. It was unfathomable.
As a King-Ranked martial artist, even if he wasn't at his peak, he was still very scary.
Taking a deep breath, Chen Zong unleashed all his strength.
Kill!
The sword light tore through the sky and charged towards the Ancient Shura King with unparalleled sharpness and sharpness. This sword looked simple, but it contained endless mysteries.
The Ancient Shura King nodded silently. From his soul spirit aura, he could tell that Chen Zong was very young. It was already very rare for someone so young to have such a powerful soul spirit. Moreover, he had such brilliant sword skills. It was even more shocking.
However, the Ancient Shura King was even more brilliant. When he waved his saber, it was as if he could wipe out a part of the world. He directly shattered Chen Zong's sword light and continued to attack. Chen Zong felt as if he couldn't dodge.
Under this saber, Chen Zong could only retreat.
It seemed to be a saber that filled the entire world.
There was no way to dodge; even retreating was useless.
Chen Zong was shocked. This was the first time he had encountered such a feeling.
Since he couldn't dodge, retreating was useless, and he even felt as if he couldn't resist. Since that was the case, he would fight it out.
He would fight to survive, disregarding everything and unleash all his strength.
In such a desperate situation, Chen Zong suddenly triggered the potential of his soul and triggered the hidden evil spirit.
Boom!
It was as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking. In an instant, an unparalleled terrifying power erupted, destroying and killing everything.
The evil spirit that Chen Zong released in an instant was so strong that it was only slightly weaker than the Ancient Shura King's.
One sword!
All the power was integrated into this sword. It was as if the world was going to be annihilated.
The sword light and the saber light collided in an instant, bursting with terrifying power. It was as if the space was collapsing. Cracks spread out like lightning, forming a terrifying giant net that covered all directions.
Chen Zong kept retreating. That power was simply too tyrannical. It was so tyrannical that it was difficult to resist. His soul body showed signs of collapsing. If it weren't for the armor on his body that increased the defensive power and strength of his soul body, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
The Ancient Shura King was also not in a good condition. Under the impact of this terrifying power, he kept retreating. He was not in his prime, not even one-tenth of his prime.
"Okay." With a loud roar, the Ancient Shura King seemed to have been stimulated. He leaped up like a stream of light, and a horrifying murderous aura surged out. Behind him was a strange phenomenon of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
This saber was like a saber of slaughter. It was only born for slaughter and existed only for slaughter.
This saber made Chen Zong's face extremely solemn.
This saber was a pure saber. There was only evil spirit and slaughter. There was nothing else. Because of its purity, it was terrifying.
Chen Zong's hair stood on end. He only felt that his soul body seemed to have no resistance in front of this saber. Before the saber light arrived, the terrible saber pressure and aura made his soul body feel like it was collapsing.
This saber had exceeded the limit that he could bear.
But at this moment, Chen Zong burst out with unprecedented determination and will. He had to block it even if he couldn't. He used all his strength and ignored everything else.
Strike!
Only strike!
Only strike!
In an instant, Chen Zong's eyes shone with an amazing light. The soul armor on his body burned in an instant. His soul body seemed to be burning as well, bursting with an unparalleled power. This power was earth-shattering, and it all poured into the sword in his hand.
In an instant, Chen Zong's soul body became illusory, and the long sword in his hand burst out with an unparalleled purple brilliance, shining in all directions like a purple scorching sun.
The strongest blow!
The last blow!
He didn't ask for anything else. He only waved the sword for a thought. He didn't retreat or dodge, only a sharp blow.
The saber light and the sword light collided in an instant. In an instant, everything seemed to be frozen. Even time and space were completely still. The whole dark void was completely silent. It was extremely strange.
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