Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Flowing Blade Like Fire terrifies Bibi Dong

A faint, cold smile curled at the corner of Su Chen's lips.

"Sever with a stroke."

Two cold syllables escaped from Su Chen's mouth.

The sword in his hand remained unsheathed.

He merely gripped the hilt of his sword, standing dozens of meters away, and casually—

He swung his sword down.

There were no spirit rings flashing, and no spirit skills were activated.

There wasn't even a trace of soul power fluctuation!

but.

At the very moment the sword was swung down.

Time seemed to stand still throughout the depths of the Sunset Forest!

"Buzz—!"

A terrifying heat wave, invisible to the naked eye yet truly existing in the spatial dimension, spread outwards in a fan shape from the center of the shallow weapon in Su Chen's hand!

That wasn't an ordinary flame.

That was just a wisp of the purest sword pressure leaking out, even in its unreleased state!

"Sizzle—!!!"

Accompanied by a piercing shriek, as sharp as tearing silk!

The Azure Phosphorous Serpent King, formed from level 92 soul power and said to be indestructible, was instantly extinguished upon contact with that invisible heat wave...

It was actually split in two from beginning to end!

Not only that!

The terrifyingly high-temperature sword pressure continued unabated. After shattering the venomous python, it slammed into a stone peak hundreds of meters high a hundred meters away from Dugu Bo with overwhelming force!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The earth is shaking!

Under the gaze of Dugu Bo, whose eyes were wide open to the limit and filled with endless terror.

The massive stone peak, composed of hard granite, was cleaved in two by this single sword strike, creating a terrifying chasm several meters wide and bottomless!

At the rift valley's opening, the rocks had been instantly melted into crimson magma by the extreme heat, which was flowing wildly down the mountainside, making a "sizzling" sound!

One sword, and a lifetime is separated!

"Gulp."

Dugu Bo swallowed hard, his face, which had been flushed red with rage, now turned as pale as paper.

He stared blankly at the stone peak that had been split in two and was still flowing with lava.

He turned his head again, looking at the six-year-old boy who was still in the sword-wielding posture and hadn't even taken a breath, as if he were a monster.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through the Poison Douluo's back.

"What...what the hell is this monster?!"

Dugu Bo's mentality completely collapsed.

Although he's a poison expert, he's still a titled Douluo.

He knew very well that to cause this level of physical damage, even the Seven Kill Sword, which was known as the number one offensive martial soul in the world, would require a swordsman of level 95 or above at the peak of the sword path to unleash the ninth soul skill at full power!

But what about this six-year-old brat in front of me?

He didn't even possess a martial spirit! He didn't even reveal his spirit rings! He didn't even draw that broken iron sword!

With just a casual wave of his hand, the leaking high-temperature sword pressure instantly annihilated his venomous python and a mountain peak!

If that sword had struck him...

Dugu Bo glanced at his prized Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Martial Soul and suddenly felt that his so-called Title Douluo was nothing more than a laughable toy in front of this brat!

"Who...who are you?!"

Dugu Bo's voice had begun to tremble. He subconsciously took two steps back, his nine spirit rings pulsating wildly around him, but this did not bring him any sense of security.

"Spirit Hall, Holy Son, Su Chen."

Su Chen slowly withdrew the shallow weapon, casually hoisted it onto his shoulder, and quietly gazed at Dugu Bo with an all-knowing look.

"What, old monster, do you want to keep fighting?"

"The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?!"

A storm raged through Dugu Bo's heart once again.

He lived in seclusion in Sunset Forest for many years. Although he didn't care much about outside affairs, he knew that the Spirit Hall only had a Holy Maiden, so how could there be a Holy Son? And a six-year-old Holy Son with such terrifying strength!

When did the Spirit Hall cultivate such a monstrous talent?!

"No wonder...no wonder he dared to venture into my poison array alone."

Dugu Bo gritted his teeth. Fight? What's the point of fighting then!

The other person almost killed me instantly without even drawing their sword. If they had actually pulled out that broken iron sword, I probably wouldn't even be left with ashes today!

Moreover, the other party is the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. Who knows if there are other Title Douluos protecting him in secret?

Upon realizing this, Dugu Bo's previously arrogant demeanor instantly deflated.

He dispelled his martial spirit and spirit rings, but his eyes still held extreme vigilance and resentment.

"Your Highness, Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, we have always kept to ourselves. What are your true intentions in destroying my poison array and damaging my sect today?!"

Dugu Bo, clinging to the last shred of his titled Douluo dignity, asked in a deep voice.

"What are your intentions?"

Su Chen chuckled, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

He walked step by step toward Dugu Bo, and the natural aura of a superior he exuded made Dugu Bo feel somewhat suffocated.

"Old monster, have you been staying here too long? Has your brain been poisoned?"

"Your lousy poison array can't even block a trace of my heat. You dare call yourself a sect?"

"As for why I came here..."

Su Chen stopped less than ten meters away from Dugu Bo. His deep eyes suddenly became incredibly sharp, as if they could see through all of Dugu Bo's secrets.

"I'm here to save your life."

"Save my life?!"

Dugu Bo was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Hahaha! You little brat, how dare you speak so arrogantly!"

"I am the mighty Poison Douluo, the ancestor of all poison masters in the world! In this world, only I can poison others to death; who can take my life?!"

Although Dugu Bo was wary of Su Chen's strength, he was absolutely confident in his own expertise in the field of "poison".

"Yeah?"

Su Chen was not angry at Dugu Bo's mockery; instead, he showed an expression of extreme pity.

"Then tell me, you ancestor of all drug addicts, why do you experience a tingling, itchy sensation in your ribs on rainy days, which gradually spreads to your bones, causing you unbearable pain?"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's unrestrained laughter came to an abrupt halt!

His pupils instantly contracted to the size of pinpoints as he stared intently at Su Chen, as if he had seen a ghost!

"How...how did you know?!"

But Su Chen didn't stop. His voice, like a devil's whisper, continued to peel back layer after layer of Dugu Bo's most fatal disguise:

"Not only that."

"Every night around midnight, you will experience needle-like stabbing pains on the top of your head and the soles of your feet, along with spasms throughout your body, which will last for at least half an hour."

"Old monster, your prized Azure Phosphorus Serpent King Poison has not only failed to become your weapon, but has instead seeped into your very bones, slowly devouring your life force."

"Your body right now is like a broken wooden barrel filled with high explosives; it could blow itself to pieces at any moment!"

"Am I right?"

boom!

Su Chen's words were like bolts of divine thunder from the heavens, striking Dugu Bo's head one after another!

All correct!

Not a single word is different!

These symptoms were his biggest secret! Not only did he not know about them, but even his most beloved granddaughter, Dugu Yan, did not know them!

How did this six-year-old Holy Son of the Spirit Hall know all this?!