Chapter 9 Seven Kill Sword Domain.
"Uncle Sword!"
Ning Fengzhi was the first to react, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and quickly stepped forward, his tone filled with concern and reassurance.
"The Heavenly Dao Ranking has its own profound standards, perhaps not simply based on attack power. Uncle Sword's Seven Kill Sword's sharpness is known throughout the world, and cannot be easily dismissed by ranking!"
Gu Rong also came to his senses, patting Chen Xin's shoulder heavily, and said gruffly.
"Old Chen! Don't think so much, what does ranking matter? Strength is the only truth!"
"You've received a reward now, and your strength has greatly improved; that's the real benefit!"
"Who cares about the ranking? Who dares to underestimate your Seven Kill Sword!"
Chen Xin slowly raised his head, looking at the sect leader and his close friend who were filled with concern.
The confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by a more refined sword intent.
"Fengzhi, old bones, I'm fine."
Chen Xin's voice returned to its usual coldness, but with an added depth he hadn't felt before.
"The Heavenly Dao Ranking truly showed me my shortcomings and the vastness of this world."
"Fifteenth place... well, at least it lets me know that there are still higher peaks to climb on the path of the sword."
Just then, the golden pillar of light, imbued with the blessings of the Heavenly Dao, precisely traversed space and descended upon Chen Xin!
*Buzz—!*
An energy far more powerful and pure than that of Gu Rong and Golden Crocodile Douluo during their baptism surged into Chen Xin's body.
His peak level 96 soul power instantly surged, and that solid barrier was broken through almost without resistance!
Level 97!
A high-level existence among Super Douluo!
At the same time, his nine soul rings (two yellow, two purple, and five black), hailed as the pinnacle of attack power, automatically appeared.
Under the tempering of the golden energy, their light intensified, and their colors deepened and transformed at a visible speed!
Finally, the configuration stabilized at four purple and five black!
Especially those four thousand-year soul rings, which were now infinitely close to ten-thousand-year soul rings.
Boom!
An indescribable, earth-shattering sword intent erupted from Chen Xin's body, soaring straight into the sky!
It was as if an invisible giant sword lay across the sky above the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the sharp sword energy causing subtle distortions in the surrounding space.
The sword intent then rapidly intensified, forming a domain entirely composed of sword energy around Chen Xin.
This was the realm of sword domain, beyond sword intent.
All the sword-type weapon spirits within the sect hummed at this moment, as if paying homage to their king!
Chen Xin closed his eyes tightly.
He felt the Seven Kill Sword Intent within his body, which seemed to have been tempered a thousand times and become increasingly sharp and incomparable, as well as the surging and vast soul power.
He suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, like two tangible sword beams!
He slowly raised his hand, his fingers forming a sword, and a belief that could sever everything was re-condensed.
"Fifteenth place. Very well, let me see what kind of existence lies ahead of you!"
Chen Xin's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unwavering determination.
At this moment, his sword heart underwent a tempering, becoming even purer and more resilient.
Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong felt a slight sense of relief upon sensing the increasingly unfathomable sword intent emanating from Chen Xin.
But at the same time, their hearts grew heavier.
Even the Seven Kill Sword was like this, what about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the Spirit Hall, the Pope's Hall?
Bibi Dong sat high on her throne, and when she heard "Seven Kill Sword, fifteenth place," she was first taken aback.
Then, a cold and complex smile appeared on her lips.
"Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword... is only ranked fifteenth?"
Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.
Even the Seven Kill Sword, hailed as the number one offensive weapon, was ranked this low.
But then, an even deeper chill rose from the bottom of her heart.
Seven Kill Sword, fifteenth!
This ranking was completely beyond her knowledge!
"Ghostly Charm, is there still no news from Yue Guan?"
Bibi Dong's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible anxiety.
A dark figure silently appeared; it was another intelligence officer from the Spirit Hall. He knelt on one knee and respectfully reported, "Your Holiness, the two elders are investigating with all their might. The approximate range of the reward beam's fall can be determined, but the target area is often occupied by powerful forces or has complex terrain, so precise location will take time."
Bibi Dong snorted coldly, "Tell them that I will find a way to lock onto the beam as soon as possible, no matter what method I use!"
"Yes!"
Bibi Dong dismissed her subordinates, her gaze returning to the sky, her nails digging deeply into her palms.
The ranking of the Seven Kill Swords was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the slight smugness she had developed due to her increased strength.
The obstacles ahead of her unification cause were probably far greater than she had imagined.
Inside the Hall of Offerings.
A deathly silence.
Several elders looked at each other, all able to see the horror and disbelief in each other's eyes.
"Seven Kill Swords...fifteenth."
Thousand Jun Douluo repeated the ranking in a low voice.
These old fellows had personally witnessed the terrifying sharpness of Chen Xin's Seven Kill Swords.
That was an ultimate attack that even Qian Daoliu had praised.
The Demon-Slaying Douluo grinned, a bitter tone in his voice: "Even that old codger Chen Xin's sword is only ranked fifteenth. Our old buddies... I'm afraid..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.
Although their martial souls were powerful, they knew they had no significant advantage over the Seven Kill Sword, and were even slightly inferior.
With the Seven Kill Sword only ranked fifteenth, they probably didn't even qualify for the list.
All eyes involuntarily focused on Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu remained calmly standing there, but a closer look revealed that his hands, behind his back, were slightly clenched.
Deep within his golden eyes, a surge of emotion flowed.
The Seven Kill Sword ranked fifteenth.
This ranking far exceeded his expectations.
He had originally thought that the Six-Winged Angel martial soul's biggest competitor was the Sea God martial soul, perhaps with the addition of the Clear Sky Hammer.
But now... there were still fourteen unknown martial souls ahead of him, deemed superior to the Seven Kill Sword by the Heavenly Dao!
This made him uncertain whether his granddaughter Qian Renxue's six-winged angel martial soul could secure a place in the top three, or even enter the top five.
"Quiet."
Qian Daoliu finally spoke, his voice still steady, yet carrying an undeniable authority.
"The Heavenly Dao Ranking reveals the potential and quality of the martial soul itself, not an absolute ranking of strength."
"Chen Xin was able to reach his current height with the Seven Kill Sword because of his personal cultivation and swordsmanship."
"Xue'er's angel martial soul is a gift from the gods, with limitless potential."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the assembled elders: "As for the ranking, let's wait and see. In any case, this is an opportunity for us to see the hidden power in the world."
Despite his words, an invisible pressure already enveloped the entire Hall of Elders.
Shrek Academy.
The playground was silent.
Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and the others stared wide-eyed at the words "Seven Kill Sword, 15th Place" on the screen, speechless for a long time.
Flander rubbed his eyes hard, pushed up his glasses, and muttered, "I...I didn't see wrong, did I? Seven Kill Sword...fifteenth?"
(End of Chapter)