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"Elder Bai."
Yun Potian couldn't help but pause.
He knew all too well the consequences of consuming the Life Devouring Pill; Elder Bai was prepared to die. Thinking of Elder Bai's teachings from years past, Yun Potian started to speak but hesitated.
Bai Hu turned to look at the Sword Sect disciples behind him. His eyes fell upon a heroic youth in the crowd, and he smiled inwardly. He spoke in a loud, resonant voice, "Disciples of my Sword Sect, the future of our sect rests upon your shoulders."
Having spoken, Bai Hu completely let go of the burdens in his heart.
The Sword Sect, the Bai Clan—everything that needed to be settled had been settled. Next, it was time to unleash the most brilliant radiance of his life.
It was time to go see his old brothers and sisters.
When he reached the underworld and faced Junior Brother Yun, he could say that he had guarded the Sword Sect until the very last moment, living up to his name as the Red Flame Sword Master of the Sword Sect.
"Sect Master, Elder Yun, fall back. Protect the disciples together with the deacons."
"Elder Bai, the Sect Master and I will use our Dual Sword Combination to assist you!" Yun Shan said solemnly.
In his view, even if the pill's power stimulated the Martial Soul's potential to force one's cultivation to a level comparable to Black-Hearted Tiger, he was still not a Titled Douluo and lacked a ninth soul ring.
"No need. This strike of mine will not be inferior to any ninth soul skill."
He laughed heartily.
Though Bai Hu's hair was now entirely white and he was advanced in years, after letting go of all pressure, he looked as high-spirited as he had in his youth.
It reminded everyone that this white-haired old man had once been the greatest genius of the Sword Sect and the head of the Six Swords. Had he not lacked the Yun surname, the position of Sect Master should have been his.
"Hmph, do you think this King is dead?"
Situ Kuang spoke up, "Bai Hu, even if you take the Life Devouring Pill, you are no match for this King. Today, this King shall send you to reunite with your brothers."
"Roar!"
With a tiger's roar, Situ Kuang, still in his Martial Soul Avatar state, soared into the sky once more. The dark power grew even vaster, filling the heavens. Black clouds covered the peaks, and a murderous aura pressed down.
"Come then! Black-Hearted Tiger, let us settle this once and for all."
With a flick of his wrist, Bai Hu sent the Red Flame Sword flying into the air, where it began to spin in front of him. It moved so fast it left trails of crimson afterimages.
With a great shout, Bai Hu spread his arms.
Suddenly, a massive amount of wind-attribute Heaven and Earth energy gathered.
A violent whirlwind abruptly formed, swirling and expanding with him at the center. Its range was immense and the wind force staggering; instantly, sand and stones flew across Heaven Sword Peak.
"This—this is... could it be...? How is this possible?" A glint flashed in Situ Kuang's eyes as he connected the dots, a sense of unease creeping into his heart.
"Aaah, help me!"
As Bai Hu exerted his full strength to manipulate the wind energy, the resulting whirlwind grew increasingly frenzied. Its diameter reached over a hundred meters, gradually connecting the earth to the heavens.
The terrifying suction force even pulled several Black Tiger Sect disciples into the vortex.
"Damn it, stop him quickly!" Situ Kuang shouted to Niu Xuanfeng and Zhu Wujie.
"Yes, Sect Master!"
"Watch old Niu! Ya ya ya ya!" Niu Xuanfeng charged forward with his Whirlwind Axe.
Cyan-blue soul power erupted as he activated his seventh soul skill, Martial Soul Avatar. His Whirlwind Axe Martial Soul burst with startling radiance. Using the power of his Martial Soul combined with his soul power, he condensed a massive humanoid body.
It had two horns on its head and a face remarkably similar to Niu Xuanfeng's. Standing dozens of meters tall, it possessed an extraordinary aura, like a giant spirit general descending to the mortal realm.
The Whirlwind Axe grew equally massive to match his Tool Soul War-Body, wrapped in cyan whirlwinds that formed countless wind blades, adding a lethal edge to the axes.
"Eighth Soul Skill: Overturning Seas and Rivers!"
Having manifested his Martial Soul Avatar, Niu Xuanfeng flew toward the now-formed giant whirlwind. He swung his twin axes violently, the cyan-blue light surging.
The countless axe shadows combined with his soul power to form a whirlwind of his own—though compared to the massive pillar of wind Bai Hu had summoned, it was like a small creek before an ocean.
Zhu Wujie swallowed hard.
Truthfully, Niu Xuanfeng's strength was slightly superior to his, but seeing how formidable this old man Bai Hu had become by risking his life, he knew Niu Xuanfeng couldn't possibly interrupt him.
Zhu Wujie didn't want to die here, but in his hesitation, he feared being slapped to death by Black-Hearted Tiger. Reluctantly, he moved to intercept.
A chorus of pig snorts rang out as he fully merged with his Violent Earth Pig Avatar. Zhu Wujie rushed toward the towering wind pillar. His huge pig face puffed out like a giant toad, earth-yellow soul power radiating outward as a black soul ring blossomed.
"Eighth Soul Skill: Pig-Toad Divine Art!"
A massive earth-yellow energy sphere condensed in front of the pig's head. Zhu Wujie kicked off with his four hooves, ramming forward with the destructive orb of light. However, the attacks from the two failed to take effect.
Instead, both were swallowed by the giant wind pillar, swept into the vortex just like the regular Black Tiger Sect disciples.
"Oh my god! Sect Master, save me!"
"Sect Master, help! What kind of move is this?"
"Useless trash!" Seeing how incompetent the duo was, Situ Kuang cursed.
It seemed he would have to act personally.
"Hahaha! Black-Hearted Tiger, you cannot stop me!"
Bai Hu's body spun as he flew into the center of the wind pillar toward the sky.
His sword moved with his body, and the whirlwind grew more intense. The Red Flame Sword erupted with endless crimson light; the source power of the Martial Soul had been fully ignited. Raging flames wreathed the blade, dyeing the giant whirlwind in a layer of red.
The wind fed the fire, and the fire empowered the wind.
The Heaven-Reaching Wind Pillar was now fully formed, over a thousand meters high, appearing to bridge the sky and the earth. It broke through the clouds, surging with scorching flames. At this moment, Yun Shan finally understood what Elder Bai meant.
With such power, how could this be inferior to a ninth soul skill?
"Damn it! You... you actually managed to create such a powerful Self-Created Soul Skill!"
Even with his Dark Abyss Tiger cultivated to the Titled Douluo realm, Situ Kuang could feel the horror of this move.
He finally realized he had underestimated Bai Hu. Before the move was even fully unleashed, it had suppressed everyone in the Black Tiger Sect except himself. If it reached full completion, even he might fall to this strike.
More importantly, he had to admit that although he was a Titled Douluo, Bai Hu was using this sword to tell him: Situ Kuang was inferior to Bai Hu.
"That's right. This is my Self-Created Soul Skill: Whirlwind of the Dancing Flame. This is what I have painstakingly devised over the last thirty years, prepared specifically for you. Black-Hearted Tiger, take this!"
The Red Flame Sword was cloaked in scorching, white-hot flames.
Bai Hu brandished the longsword and finally delivered an upward thrust. The Red Flame Sword seemed to possess a spirit of its own, piercing through the air instantly. The blade emitted a series of hums as strands of reddish-gold current seeped out, merging into the whirlwind.
Strangely, with just those few strands, the power of the Whirlwind of the Dancing Flame surged violently once again.
"Aaaaaah! HAH!!!"
Bai Hu clenched his fists, pouring out every ounce of his soul power and mental energy, as if draining his entire life's cultivation. Finally, the Whirlwind of the Dancing Flame reached its final stage.
Niu Xuanfeng and the others from the Black Tiger Sect were all blasted away by the massive golden-red shockwave. The Whirlwind of the Dancing Flame transformed into a colosssal golden-red pillar of light that truly connected heaven and earth, piercing through the firmament.
The sky above the West Sea Forest of Peaks was dyed a fiery red. From a distance, it looked as if the heavens themselves were being incinerated. The surrounding space shattered and distorted continuously; even the chaotic currents of the void seemed to be burning.
The energy of Heaven and Earth surged in, being swallowed by the Whirlwind of the Dancing Flame to fuel its might, creating a scene of true celestial incineration.
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