Chapter 76: Qi-Blood Soul Ring!
"Xuanyuan Sword, emerge… Shatter the Firmament!"
A furious roar like heavenly thunder rang out, and in the next instant, Zhou Chen, his entire body glowing like a golden sun, actually broke through the restrictions of the God Realm's anti-flight formation and rose several hundred meters into the air.
At the same time, the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, originally only three chi and three cun long, suddenly expanded against the wind.
Ten zhang, one hundred zhang, one thousand zhang. The massive amount of soul power sacrificed by the god-level soul ring caused the Xuanyuan Sword to swell to over one thousand zhang, standing across heaven and earth like a mountain of swords.
Intense golden light, carrying endless sacred dao pressure, spread outward in concentric waves.
In just an instant, the might of the sacred dao covered this entire small world. The dragon souls filling the sky seemed to be suffering immense pain under the golden sacred pressure, twisting and struggling violently in midair.
Many of the weaker dragon souls even fell directly from the sky, plunging back into their respective dragon skeletons and barely clinging to existence.
Only several hundred dragon souls with strength at or above Titled Douluo level, led by the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King, continued charging relentlessly toward Zhou Chen.
This was the helplessness of the dragon souls. Although becoming spirits freed them from the God Realm's anti-flight formation and allowed them to fly once more, as remnant souls without physical bodies, they could not unleash the dragon clan's long-range soul skills.
They could only approach Zhou Chen and engage in close combat. Otherwise, they would have long since unleashed dragon breath and reduced Zhou Chen to ashes.
Seeing the dense mass of dragon souls already within arm's reach, Zhou Chen finally stopped gathering momentum.
At this moment, he wielded a thousand-zhang giant sword, with phantoms of a golden giant, mountains and rivers, plants and trees, sun, moon, and stars emerging behind him and surrounding his body.
He looked utterly inhuman, a sight that made the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings' scales crawl with fear.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, they too had been beheaded and cleaved apart by a thousand-zhang giant sword. The human god who wielded that sword was named Shura.
And today, they seemed to see the shadow of the Shura God King upon Zhou Chen.
"Slash!"
A thunderous shout exploded as Zhou Chen swung the thousand-zhang giant sword horizontally, carving an enormous circle across the sky.
In an instant, ten-thousand-zhang sword light burst forth from the Xuanyuan Sword, sweeping across the entire sky in a single arc.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Deafening explosions of shattered souls rang out continuously. Any dragon soul touched by the sword light, regardless of its level, was instantly chopped to pieces, utterly incapable of even slightly slowing the blade.
The only ones able to withstand this strike head-on were the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King, both former first-level gods.
The sword light swept through one layer of the sky and finally slammed violently into the boundary of the small world, smashing a crack into the once-solid void.
Immediately afterward, silvery spatial turbulence surged out from the裂缝, wreaking havoc within the small world. Dozens of unfortunate dragon souls were swept up by the turbulence and annihilated instantly, body and soul alike.
Fortunately, although this God Realm prison had long been abandoned, it still retained some self-repair capability. The spatial crack was quickly repaired, and the spatial turbulence was exhausted and dissipated.
Even so, the sky of the entire small world seemed to have dimmed.
Silence, absolute silence.
All surviving dragon souls in the small world stared wide-eyed with their golden vertical pupils fixed on Zhou Chen, their hearts once more recalling the terror of being dominated by human gods hundreds of thousands of years ago.
Originally, although that strike was powerful, only the dragon souls within the single layer of sky swept by the sword light had been destroyed, totaling merely several hundred.
Within the Dragon Graveyard, more than two thousand dragon souls still remained.
However, after that sword shattered the spatial barrier of the small world and cleaved open a spatial crack, none of the dragon souls dared to make another move.
They feared Zhou Chen would strike again and tear open even larger spatial fissures.
This small world was originally attached to Douluo Star, and its spatial stability was far inferior. If Zhou Chen's sword light created an irreparable rift, the small world might collapse entirely, allowing spatial turbulence to pour in without restraint.
At that point, the entire small world would vanish completely, and these dragon souls bound within it, along with their remains, would be utterly erased.
The world itself would forget them.
"Human, let us talk."
The Water Dragon King, female in form, twisted her slender neck and spoke in a clear, melodious voice.
At this moment, her dragon eyes fixed on Zhou Chen were filled with fear.
It was not that she could not defeat Zhou Chen. As a first-level god, her soul power surpassed that of a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo, equivalent to a demigod, and even the earlier Xuanyuan Sword light had caused her little harm.
What she feared was the destruction of the small world. Without a physical body as a Dragon King, she would inevitably perish completely.
Hearing that the Dragon King actually wanted to negotiate, Zhou Chen froze for a moment, then immediately understood the dragon souls' thoughts.
They were afraid he would destroy this small world.
The situation had reversed.
With a trump card in hand, Zhou Chen immediately calmed down. He coldly looked at the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings and said, "Do you know what price I paid to unleash that strike? You say stop fighting and we stop? You say negotiate and we negotiate?"
"Human, if this small world collapses, you will not survive either!" the hot-tempered Fire Dragon King roared.
"Then we perish together!"
Zhou Chen sneered as the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, which had already returned to its original form, once again released brilliant light.
At the same time, his second soul ring began to glow, faintly showing signs of detonating.
Before negotiations, tactical coercion was necessary.
"Stop! We will compensate you!"
Seeing Zhou Chen about to fight desperately again, the Water Dragon King hurriedly said, "You merely detonated your third soul ring. We can help you restore it. We are gods and Dragon Kings, and we can bestow upon you a dragon clan Qi-Blood Soul Ring!"
"Qi-Blood Soul Ring?"
Zhou Chen vaguely remembered that in Douluo Three, such Qi-Blood Soul Rings were mentioned as something only extremely powerful divine beasts could possess.
The protagonist of Douluo Three, Tang San's son Tang Wulin, possessed the Golden Dragon King's Qi-Blood Soul Ring.
"Precisely. A Qi-Blood Soul Ring is in no way inferior to the god-level soul rings bestowed by the God Realm's deities. We can help you restore your third soul ring and even grant you an additional fourth soul ring, as long as you cease hostilities!"
As soon as the Water Dragon King said this, Zhou Chen's heart stirred.
If the battle continued, he might be able to destroy this small world, but he himself would not escape death.
However, through negotiation, he could obtain enormous benefits.
At that time, whether he demanded divine crystals, Qi-Blood Soul Rings, or even precious soul bones produced after the deaths of true dragons, these two Dragon Kings would surely not dare to refuse lightly.
After a brief turn of thought, Zhou Chen nodded calmly and said, "Fine. If the compensation is sufficient, then we will talk."
End of the chapter.
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