Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 1794 Peerless Splendor

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Rumble!
Like two torrents colliding after their dams burst!
Zuo Jinhua was the first to break through the billowing smoke and dust and the scattered resistance of the fleeing soldiers. The ghostly golden sheep phantom, accompanied by a piercing metallic scraping sound, smashed into several members of the Bone-Digging Gang who were blocking the way. The Ghost Gold Soul-Splitting Sword swept across, leaving a trail of blood, clearing a path for those who followed.

Immediately following behind, Chen Xiaojun's figure swiftly arrived, the deep hum of the Netherworld Killing Sword like the death knell of the Grim Reaper.

His icy gaze instantly locked onto the densely packed enemy ranks ahead, whose members were stiff with fear.

Without the slightest pause, Chen Xiaojun suddenly raised his left hand.

Om-!
Six sword god beads, each radiating a sharp aura of different attributes, suddenly appeared and began to spin rapidly above his palm. The six types of sword energy intertwined and surged together, emitting a sharp resonance.

"Sword Wheel - Peerless Splendor!"

As his soul power surged, the six rapidly spinning sword god beads did not fight independently. Instead, under the guidance of powerful soul power and the control of mental power, they connected end to end, their light blazing, and instantly together formed a huge sawtooth spiral sword wheel with a diameter of over twenty meters.

This sword wheel is enormous, its edges composed of countless rapidly rotating, ever-expanding, fine spiral sword energies, like a death chainsaw made up of countless tiny blades, spinning wildly.

Okay, he learned this move from Nara-ou Renga's ultimate move in Tenkuu Senki Shurato: Nara Musouka!
It hovered above Chen Xiaojun's head, emitting a deafening buzzing sound as it spun.

The fierce and unparalleled sword energy storm radiated outwards from the sword wheel in all directions, carving deep grooves into the ground and the walls on both sides.

Chen Xiaojun swung his left hand forward suddenly!
"go with!"

The enormous, terrifying, serrated spiral sword wheel crashed down on the dense crowd of Bone-Digging Gang members ahead, accompanied by a piercing shriek!
"Stop it! Stop it now!" The Bloodfang War Elephant Soul Saint, who was holding the line, suddenly narrowed his eyes and roared fiercely.

Desperate and threatened with death, the members of the Bone-Digging Gang unleashed their final frenzy.

Soul rings of various colors lit up, and countless soul skills—fireballs, ice spikes, wind blades, earthen walls, bone spears, poison mist, and energy beams—were rained down on the massive sword wheel from the front and sides like a storm.

Boom! Boom! Rumble! Splatter! Sizzle...!
However, compared to the extreme high-speed rotation of "Sword Wheel: Peerless Splendor" and the terrifying cutting and energy annihilation force constructed by the combined sword energy of six attributes, these hasty and chaotic attacks appeared so pale and powerless.

Low-level soul skills are easily shredded and annihilated like paper; slightly stronger attacks crashing into the high-speed rotating spiral sword energy wall, which has its own "force reduction" and "scattering" effects, are either instantly bounced away, shooting off in all directions with a skewed trajectory, accidentally injuring friendly forces or exploding upon hitting the wall; or they are forcibly "cut" in half by the countless fine and sharp spiral sword energies, unable to even slow down the sword wheel by the slightest bit.

The enormous serrated sword wheel, with unstoppable force, slashed fiercely into the dense crowd.

*Pfft!* *Snap!* *Sizzle!*
In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and severed limbs were scattered as if they had been thrown into a meat grinder.

This was no longer a battle, but a one-sided massacre and crushing.

Some members of the Bone-Digging Gang had their waists easily severed, their upper bodies sliding off with blank expressions; others had their sturdy breastplates, along with the bones and internal organs beneath, neatly cut open, blood gushing out like waterfalls; some had their hastily parried weapons and arms broken like rotten wood; and still others were directly pulled into the center of the wheel by the enormous rotating force, their heads and skulls instantly pulverized into dust by countless fine sword energies.

It instantly turned into a living hell!
Screams, the cracking of bones, and the muffled thuds of flesh being slashed, mixed with the enormous hum of the sword wheel, created the most cruel symphony of death.

Where the sword wheel passed, it left a shocking crimson trail paved with bits of flesh, broken bones, entrails, pools of blood, and scattered fragments of flying weapons. As the sword wheel penetrated deeper into the crowd, continuously slicing through flesh and blood and the remaining protective soul power, its speed inevitably began to slow down. The dazzling six-colored light also dimmed slightly, and the spinning hum lowered a bit—the destructive energy it carried was being continuously consumed.

"Break it on me!"

Just as the giant sword wheel was about to completely pierce through the crowd and approach the Soul Saint holding the rear, the Bloodfang War Elephant Soul Saint finally erupted. His hair and beard stood on end, and his seventh soul ring suddenly lit up!
"Seventh Soul Skill: Bloodfang War Elephant True Form!"

Boom! A colossal elephant-like being, covered in rough, dark red hide, with two menacing, blood-red tusks and radiating a violent and bloody aura, enveloped him.

His already imposing physique became the core of this ancient ferocious beast.

Immediately afterwards, his massive trunk swung violently, and his fifth spirit ring emitted a burst of bloody light:
Fifth Soul Skill: Bloodfang Sky-Shattering Strike!

Two enormous phantoms of blood-red fangs suddenly solidified, carrying immense force and a pungent stench of blood. Like two crimson battering rams, they violently and fiercely slammed into the rotating sides of the giant sword wheel, one on the left and one on the right!
boom--! ! ! !

A deafening roar, more muffled and deafening than any of the previous explosions, erupted.

At the center of the collision between Blood Fang and Sword Wheel, a violent energy shockwave exploded outwards in a ring, sending dozens of remaining Bone Digging Gang members flying and shattering like rag dolls. Large areas of the hard stone walls on both sides cracked and collapsed.

The massive, serrated spiral sword wheel, struck by this powerful and precise side impact aimed directly at the rotating structure, finally let out a mournful cry of despair.

The rotation suddenly stopped, the six-colored sword energy flickered violently and erratically, and the huge energy structure that made up the sword wheel began to collapse and dissipate.

Finally, accompanied by a piercing metallic cracking sound and a stream of light annihilating energy, the enormous "Sword Wheel - Peerless Splendor" exploded, transforming into countless uncontrolled, flying fine sword energies that plowed through the surrounding area once more before completely dissipating.

The six humming Sword God Beads dimmed and flew back in the energy impact.

As Chen Xiaojun moved forward, he slightly spread the five fingers of his left hand, and a suction force surged out, accurately drawing them back into his palm one by one. Then, the light subsided and disappeared.

The streets were a scene of utter devastation, with piles of severed limbs and bones, and the stench of blood was overwhelming.

The Bloodfang War Elephant Soul Saint, who was holding the line, was panting heavily, maintaining his War Elephant True Form. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating that his all-out attack had taken a toll on him.

Beside him, the Dark Wind Weasel Soul Saint and the Black Skull Soul Saint looked even uglier, and the remaining hundreds of gang members were so terrified by this terrifying round of crushing that their morale completely collapsed.

On the opposite side, as the dust settled, Chen Xiaojun continued his charge, his Seven Killings Sword of the Underworld pointing diagonally at the ground, dripping with what appeared to be blood or condensed cold air.

Holding the Ghost Gold Soul-Splitting Sword, Zuo Jinhua stood guard to his side like the most loyal protector, his fierce gaze fixed on the three remaining Soul Saints.

Behind them, the imposing figure of Tianpeng Zhenjun and the counter-offensive torrent led by Ding Bingyuan, Shao Chunan and others were surging forward with overwhelming momentum!

The atmosphere inside and outside the streets was tense and oppressive, as if even the air itself had frozen.

Chen Xiaojun's gaze, clad in black armor, swept coldly over the last obstacle in his path, as if scrutinizing a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

The final chapter of the great battle is about to begin with the most tragic notes at the entrance to this narrow passage.

(End of this chapter)