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A black Soul Ring released from the humanoid giant tiger.
With a thunderous roar, the sky above the West Sea Forest of Peaks was instantly flooded with dark-attribute heaven and earth energy; the heavens were immediately veiled in a black curtain.
In his Martial Soul Avatar form, Situ Kuang struck out with a tiger palm. Black Soul Power radiated as if to drown the entire forest of peaks, as dark energy, as vast as the sea, formed a colossal hand.
This massive palm, brimming with dark power, descended from the sky, slamming down toward Bai Hu and the Sword Sect disciples behind him.
Clearly, he intended to force Bai Hu to block it head-on.
If the attack weren't intercepted, the Sword Sect disciples would surely suffer devastating casualties. With a solemn expression, Bai Hu—who had already made his resolve before arriving—did not hesitate.
The Red Flame Sword let out a soft hum.
Crimson light erupted, pointing straight toward the sky like a pillar of light piercing the heavens. The sword light was incredibly scorching, making the surrounding space feel as if it were on the verge of igniting.
As Bai Hu unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar, the origin power of the Red Flame Sword was fully activated. With the release of a black Soul Ring, infinite flames exploded from the sky-reaching sword light.
"Eighth Soul Skill: Eight Desolate Mysterious Fire Swords!"
Bai Hu suddenly soared into the air.
The crimson pillar of light emitted by the Red Flame Sword shortened but extended outward. With Bai Hu and the Red Flame Sword at the center, eight crimson longswords appeared.
Their forms were identical to the Red Flame Sword, and they began to rotate slowly around him. Like a sword formation, the nine Red Flame Swords were completely enveloped in flames as they met the massive black palm.
The vast fire-element energy collided violently with Situ Kuang's power.
In the duel between these two great Soul Skills, the terrifying ripples of Soul Power made Heavenly Sword Peak feel as if it were enduring a storm. The sky was entirely occupied by black and red Soul Power radiance.
The aftershocks of the two competing forces gradually dispersed, and the massive black palm finally vanished. However, Situ Kuang's Martial Soul Avatar remained entirely unscathed; his body merely swayed slightly.
The humanoid Avatar stood suspended above Heavenly Sword Peak, looking down upon the crowd of the Sword Sect.
Bai Hu, however, could not withstand Situ Kuang's strength and was knocked back, falling from the air to the ground with a loud thump.
The blue stones of the Heavenly Sword Peak square cracked inch by inch, and a trace of fresh blood leaked from the corner of Bai Hu's mouth.
Glittering light flickered in Bai Hu's eyes as he spoke through gritted teeth, "Black-Hearted Tiger, it seems the power of your Black-Hearted Evil Shaking Palm has increased once again."
Above them, Situ Kuang laughed boisterously.
"Hahahaha! Over thirty years ago, your Six Swords combined their strength to defeat me and ruin my plans. But now, of the Six Swords of that year, only an old relic like you remains. If you're smart, hand over the Qilin Blood Essence immediately."
Bai Hu sneered.
"You want to use Qilin blood to evolve your Martial Soul and break through your bottleneck? That will forever be a fool's dream."
"Hmph! You won't shed a tear until you see your own coffin!" Situ Kuang's face turned cold as he let out a long howl.
"Come forth!"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a massive dark shadow flew up from beneath Heavenly Sword Peak, carrying a gust of wind.
A burly, stalwart man holding a pair of giant axes and wearing a gold ring in his nose landed steadily. He knelt on one knee, cupping his fists toward Situ Kuang.
"Subordinate Niu Xuanfeng greets the Sect Master!"
His voice was loud and fierce, his presence magnificent. Onlookers couldn't help but admire what a fine warrior he was, even if they wondered why he followed a man like the Black-Hearted Tiger.
Bai Hu's pupils constricted as he looked at the pair of massive golden bull horns on Niu Xuanfeng's head. An ordinary person might think they were mere decorations, but with his high cultivation, he sensed a flow of Soul Power within them.
This was actually an External-Type Skull Soul Bone.
Skull Soul Bones are generally divided into two types: the Internal-Type, which merges with the skull and is not visible externally, focusing on enhancing mental power and providing spiritual abilities.
The External-Type, like this one.
While it might not boost mental power as much, it significantly increases the defense of the head and comes with a powerful combat-related ability.
This man's cultivation is even higher than Yun Shan's, and he possesses a Skull Soul Bone. He must be highly valued by the Black-Hearted Tiger. Is he a powerhouse newly recruited by the Black Tiger Sect in these last thirty years?
Bai Hu's heart sank as he solidified his resolve.
At the same time, a series of "snort-snort" sounds echoed from beneath Heavenly Sword Peak. The earth trembled slightly, and suddenly, a massive, earthy-yellow giant pig charged up.
Several buildings along the path were smashed to pieces by the beast.
This giant pig radiated earthy-yellow Soul Power.
It had a fat head and large ears, looking somewhat clumsy and cute; however, it was over a hundred meters long. Such a massive size made it look more like a terrifying, man-eating behemoth to the average person.
The giant pig rampaged forward, eventually stopping beneath Situ Kuang's Martial Soul Avatar. A short, stout man crawled out from the pig's back. He gave a sly grin and knelt on one knee.
"Subordinate Zhu Wujie greets the Sect Master. I wish the Sect Master a long life, may your happiness be as vast as the Eastern Sea..."
"Enough. Shut up," Situ Kuang frowned and rebuked him.
With an awkward smile, Zhu Wujie looked toward the Sword Sect members and continued, "Are these two old geezers all the Sword Sect has left? Sect Master, there's no need for you to act. Old Niu and I can handle them."
"Hmph, be smart and hand over the Qilin blood. Maybe the Sect Master will spare your miserable little lives."
By now, in addition to the two Hall Masters, Niu Xuanfeng and Zhu Wujie, a large number of Black Tiger Sect disciples had also arrived.
Heavenly Sword Peak had suddenly returned to the state it was in thirty years ago—a great war between the two sects was imminent.
"Old Niu, let's go! Seize the Qilin blood and present it to the Sect Master!"
"Hmph, Zhu the Fourth, you don't need to order me around. I, Old Niu, will definitely take the top credit this time!"
Niu Xuanfeng snorted coldly, charging forward with his giant axes. His Soul Power surged out with impressive momentum.
Rebutted by Niu Xuanfeng, Zhu Wujie muttered under his breath, "Truly a stupid bull."
Merging once more with his Martial Soul Avatar, a black Soul Ring was released.
The massive Violent Earth Pig Avatar charged forward like a mad demon.
This was Zhu Wujie's fifth Soul Skill: Barbaric Collision.
However, in the next moment, just as Yun Shan was preparing to resist, the sky suddenly erupted with thunder and lightning.
Situ Kuang also seemed to sense something and looked toward a thundercloud that had appeared out of nowhere. The cloud did not seem naturally formed; it had appeared without warning.
Within the thundercloud, golden lightning slithered like spirit snakes and giant pythons, striking fear into all who saw them.
As the golden lightning snakes danced wildly, a massive bolt of golden lightning suddenly struck down, appearing like a golden whip falling from the clouds.
Niu Xuanfeng looked at the bolt heading toward him and roared.
His Martial Soul, the Whirlwind Axe, swung out violently. Cyan light flickered on the axes as thick Soul Power gathered. With a loud bang, the axes collided with the lightning, and Niu Xuanfeng was blasted backward.
He exclaimed in shock, "Good grief! What on earth is that?"
The thunder rolled.
After repelling Niu Xuanfeng, another bolt of golden lightning struck down, directly blasting Zhu Wujie back.
On the square, many Sword Sect disciples cried out in joy, "Great! The Sect Master has returned!"
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