On the stage, after Qian Renxue activated her martial spirit's true form, the true power of the Angel Domain was revealed.
Within her domain, even the overwhelming Sword Emperor's Domain was compressed by more than fifty meters. Its range was reduced by more than half.
"Ye Feng, I find myself admiring you a little." Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed with a cold glimmer.
"Admit defeat. You're no match for me. Surrender and join Spirit Hall—this is your only path to survival."
Ye Feng chuckled softly, his eyes flashing with defiance.
"You're indeed very strong… But I'm not weak either."
A layer of crystalline ice formed over Ye Feng's body.
"Nine-Hearted Mysterious Tang · Fifth Spirit Skill · Nine-Heart Emperor Armor!"
Ice crystals enveloped his figure, forming the imposing shapes of dragon scales, eagle arms, tiger shoulders, mastiff back, and rhino legs.
A regal and domineering aura emanated from Ye Feng, making him appear even more imposing.
Buzz—
Golden and silver light shimmered behind him as his spirit bone—the Ancient Dragon and Phoenix Wings—emerged.
The massive wings contained the bloodline of a supreme being.
Their appearance made Ye Feng look even more awe-inspiring and majestic.
Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed.
"Still want to fight?" she asked softly.
Then, she raised her hands, and the sacred power around her surged wildly.
"Since you want to fight, I'll grant your wish. I'll let you witness my strongest attack!"
"Fifth Spirit Skill: Holy Sword!"
As her voice fell, thirteen golden flaming swords materialized around her.
These were no ordinary flames—they were golden flames from the sun itself.
Ye Feng's eyes sharpened with battle intent.
"I'll also show you my strongest attack!"
Golden spirit power surged from Ye Feng's body and gathered into his Xuanyuan Sword.
At that moment, the aura fluctuations from both Ye Feng and the Xuanyuan Sword merged perfectly.
Ye Feng stood still, his presence proud and unmoving.
At that instant, he and the Xuanyuan Sword became one, inseparable.
"Could this be… Chen Xin's unique skill?" Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice trembled with disbelief.
In the world of spirit masters, only six people could make Chrysanthemum Douluo's spirit shiver.
They were:
Pope Bibi Dong
Grand Elder Qian Daoliu
Grand Priest Poseidon of Sea God Island
The former leader of Clear Sky Sect, Tang Chen
Clear Sky Douluo, Tang Hao
And finally, the battle maniac Chen Xin.
Chen Xin was not only a Level 96 Titled Douluo, but he also mastered the Sword Domain and inherited the unique sword techniques of the Chen family.
Buzz—
The thirteen Sacred Swords around Qian Renxue merged into one, transforming into a giant golden sword.
At the same time, her right leg bone lit up.
The divine power of the sun continuously gathered into her sacred sword.
Its flames intensified.
To what extent?
The space around the golden flaming sword distorted violently, as though it could pierce through reality itself with a single poke.
"She's gotten even stronger," Ning Fengzhi murmured, his expression grim.
As the future guardian of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan, Ye Feng's well-being directly affected him.
If Ye Feng were to fall here, not only would Ning Fengzhi suffer a great loss, but his daughter Ning Rongrong would be devastated.
"She's the eldest daughter of Spirit Hall. With her spirit power at Level 70, it's not surprising that she possesses two spirit bones," Bone Douluo Gu Rong remarked.
Meanwhile, Ye Feng refused to be outdone.
A brilliant light flared from his right arm bone.
"Crazy Ape Right Arm Bone – Violent!"
Ye Feng's eyes turned bloodshot.
A red halo surrounded him, and his entire combat power doubled instantly.
Qian Renxue's eyes widened.
"Spirit bone?!" she exclaimed.
The light emitted by Ye Feng's spirit bone clearly revealed its quality—it was on par with her angel spirit bone.
Her gaze darkened as she recalled Ye Feng's identity.
He was the direct disciple of Chen Xin, the Guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan—the wealthiest Clan in the spirit master world.
Given those connections, it was hardly surprising that Ye Feng possessed a quasi-top-grade spirit bone.
"One? What a pity—I have three." Qian Renxue sneered.
Golden light burst from her torso bone, and her aura surged once again.
"Torso bone!" Ye Feng's eyes narrowed.
The torso spirit bone further boosted Qian Renxue's power by 10%, making her even more formidable.
"Take this, Ye Feng!"
Qian Renxue descended from the sky, her golden sword blazing with divine flames.
As she swung her arm, the sword of golden flames left a fiery trail in its wake, slashing directly toward Ye Feng.
"Fifth Spirit Skill: Thirteen Holy Swords—Judgment of the Holy Sword!"
Thirteen Holy Swords—Qian Renxue's self-created spirit skill—merged into one.
Ye Feng had no intention of backing down.
His eyes were sharp and resolute.
With the Xuanyuan Sword in hand, he swung fiercely at the incoming Holy Sword.
Boom!
The two forces clashed violently.
The earth trembled, and the sky shook.
If not for the Platinum Bishop and the Spirit Hall elders swiftly releasing energy defenses, the Pope's Palace would have been obliterated.
Though the Pope's Palace was protected, the high walls surrounding it were reduced to rubble.
The two golden swords clashed relentlessly, neither side giving in.
Qian Renxue's Holy Sword pressed downward with overwhelming force.
But Ye Feng gritted his teeth and held on with unwavering determination.
He tenaciously resisted her might, enduring blow after blow.
"Uncle Jian!" Ning Fengzhi called out urgently.
Everyone could see that Ye Feng was at a disadvantage.
His spirit power was weaker than Qian Renxue's, and he lacked the stamina for prolonged combat.
His defeat seemed inevitable.
Ning Fengzhi's call was a plea to Chen Xin, urging him to intervene.
If Ye Feng sustained permanent damage, it could ruin his future as a spirit master.
Chen Xin remained silent.
His hands were clasped behind his back, and his sharp eyes remained fixed on the battle.
His spirit power was already activated, ready to intervene at any moment.
He would not allow Ye Feng to be harmed.
Suddenly, Bibi Dong's voice rang out.
"Ye Feng, admit defeat!" she called.
Though Chen Xin remained silent, Bibi Dong couldn't stay quiet.
She felt deeply for Ye Feng and didn't want him to be hurt.
"When she uses her martial spirit's true form, the purification effect of her fifth spirit skill increases from 30% to 80%," Bibi Dong explained.
"If a normal spirit master is slashed by her sword, their spirit power will be heavily drained. Combined with the physical trauma, even if they survive, they'll be left crippled."
She looked at Ye Feng with worry.
"You can't beat her—admit defeat!"
Indeed, Ye Feng's spirit power was being gradually purified by Qian Renxue's divine energy.
Although the purification rate was slow—only around 20%—it was still weakening him over time.
If the battle dragged on, Ye Feng would inevitably lose.
"Impossible!" Ye Feng declared defiantly.
Instead of discouraging him, Bibi Dong's plea reminded him of their bet.
His future happiness depended entirely on this battle.
"Fight for happiness! Drink!"
With a roar, Ye Feng's eyes blazed with determination.
His fists clenched tightly, his gaze locked onto Qian Renxue.
At that moment, a mutation erupted.
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