Chapter 9: Seven Kill Sword Domain
"Uncle Sword!"
Ning Fengzhi was the first to react, suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart, he quickly stepped forward, his tone filled with concern and reassurance.
"The Heavenly Dao Ranking has its own profound standards; perhaps it doesn't solely judge by attack power. The sharpness of Uncle Sword's Seven Kill Sword is recognized by all under heaven, and its ranking cannot easily negate that!"
Gu Rong also regained his senses, heavily patting Chen Xin's shoulder, and said gruffly,
"Old Chen! Don't overthink it. What's a ranking? Strength is the absolute truth!"
"You've received a reward now and your strength has greatly advanced; that's the real benefit!"
"Who cares what rank it is, who would dare to belittle your Seven Kill Sword!"
Chen Xin slowly raised his head, looking at his Sect Master and close friend, whose faces were full of concern.
The bewilderment in his eyes gradually replaced by a more condensed Sword Intent.
"Fengzhi, Old Bones, I'm fine."
Chen Xin's voice returned to its usual coolness, but with a depth it had never possessed before.
"The Heavenly Dao Ranking indeed showed me my shortcomings and the vastness of this world."
"Fifteenth place. Well, at least it lets me know that on the Dao of the Sword, there are still higher Peaks awaiting my ascent."
Just then, the golden light pillar, containing the Heavenly Dao's bestowal, precisely crossed space,
And descended upon Chen Xin!
Buzz—!
An energy far more potent and pure than what Gu Rong and Gold Crocodile Douluo had received during their baptisms surged into Chen Xin's body.
His Soul Power, at the Peak of Level 96, instantly surged, and that solid barrier was breached with almost no resistance!
Level 97!
A high-tier existence among Super Douluo!
At the same time, his nine Soul Rings (two yellow, two purple, five black), renowned for their ultimate attack power, automatically appeared.
Under the refinement of the golden energy, their light surged, and their colors deepened and transformed at a visible speed!
Finally, they stabilized into a configuration of four purple and five black!
Especially those four thousand-year Soul Rings, which were now infinitely close to ten-thousand-year Soul Rings.
Rumble!
An indescribable, heaven-shaking Sword Intent erupted from Chen Xin's body, shooting straight into the clouds!
It was as if an invisible giant sword hovered above the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, its sharp Sword Qi causing subtle distortions in the surrounding space.
The Sword Intent then rapidly elevated, forming a Domain entirely composed of Sword Qi around Chen Xin.
The Sword Domain Realm, above Sword Intent.
All Tool Spirits of the sword type within the Sect hummed at this moment, as if prostrating before their monarch!
Chen Xin closed his eyes tightly.
He felt the Seven Kill Sword Intent within him, which seemed to have been forged through a thousand trials, becoming even sharper and peerless, along with the surging and vast Soul Power.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and brilliant light burst forth from them, like two substantial sword rays!
He slowly raised his hand, pointing his fingers like a sword, and a conviction to sever all things once again condensed.
"Fifteenth place. So be it. Let me see what kind of beings are ranked ahead!"
Chen Xin's voice was not loud, but it carried an unyielding determination.
At this moment, his Sword Heart underwent a tempering, becoming even purer and more resilient.
Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong felt the increasingly unfathomable Sword Intent emanating from Chen Xin, and their hearts were slightly at ease.
But at the same time, they felt a heavier burden.
If even the Seven Kill Sword was like this, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda...
Spirit Hall, Supreme Pontiff Palace.
Bibi Dong sat high on her throne; when she heard "Seven Kill Sword, fifteenth place," she was first startled.
Then, a cold and complex arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword... only ranked fifteenth?"
Her Phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.
Even the Seven Kill Sword, reputed as the ultimate in attack, had this ranking.
But immediately after, a deeper chill rose from the bottom of her heart.
Seven Kill Sword, fifteenth!
This ranking was completely beyond the scope of her intelligence!
"Gui Mei, is there still no news from Yue Guan?"
Bibi Dong's voice carried a hint of imperceptible anxiety.
A dark figure quietly appeared; it was another intelligence officer from Spirit Hall. He knelt on one knee and respectfully said,
"Reporting to Her Majesty the Pontiff, the two Elders are doing their utmost to investigate. The approximate range where the reward light pillar fell can be determined, but the target areas often have powerful factions entrenched or complex terrain, so precise localization will take time."
Bibi Dong snorted coldly: "Tell them, I don't care what method they use, find a way to lock onto the light pillar as soon as possible!"
"Yes!"
Bibi Dong dismissed her subordinate, her gaze once again fixed on the heavenly curtain, her nails digging deeply into her palm.
The ranking of the Seven Kill Sword was like a basin of cold water, dousing the slight complacency she had felt due to her increased strength.
The great endeavor of unification, the obstacles ahead were probably far more numerous than she had imagined.
Inside the Hall of Worship.
It was dead silent.
The several Revered Elders exchanged glances, seeing the horror and disbelief in each other's eyes.
"Seven Kill Sword... 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 Sword.
It was an ultimate attack that even Qian Daoliu had once praised.
Demon Subduing Douluo grimaced, his tone carrying a hint of bitterness: "If even that old fellow Chen Xin's sword only ranks fifteenth... then us old guys, I'm afraid..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was self-evident.
Although their Martial Souls were powerful, they admitted that they had no significant advantage over the Seven Kill Sword, and were even slightly inferior.
If the Seven Kill Sword was only fifteenth, they probably didn't even qualify to be on the list.
Everyone's gaze involuntarily focused on Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu still stood there calmly, but if one looked closely, they would notice that his hands, clasped behind his back, were slightly clenched.
Deep within his golden eyes, ripples surged.
Seven Kill Sword, fifteenth place.
This ranking also far exceeded his expectations.
He had originally thought that the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul's biggest competitor would be the Sea God Martial Soul, at most with the addition of the Clear Sky Hammer.
But now...
There were still fourteen unknown Martial Souls ahead, deemed superior to the Seven Kill Sword by the Heavenly Dao!
This made him feel a trace of uncertainty about whether his granddaughter Qian Renxue's Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul could stably rank in the top three.
Or even enter the top five.
"Quiet."
Qian Daoliu finally spoke, his voice still steady, but with 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's ability to reach his current height with the Seven Kill Sword is due to his personal cultivation and Sword Dao Realm."
"Xue'er's Angel Martial Soul is a divine bestowal, with infinite potential."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the Revered Elders: "As for the ranking, just wait and see. Regardless, this is also an opportunity for us to see the hidden powers in the world."
Despite his words, an invisible pressure already enveloped the entire Hall of Worship.
Shrek Academy.
The training ground was silent.
Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and others stood with wide-open mouths.
Looking at the words "Seven Kill Sword, fifteenth place" on the heavenly curtain, they were speechless for a long time.
Flender rubbed his eyes hard, then pushed up his glasses, muttering,
"I... I didn't see wrong, did I? Seven Kill Sword... fifteenth?"