Zhang Fan felt a terrifying pressure bearing down on him.
Tang Chen's Slaughter Domain was different from the one Zhang Fan possessed as the Slaughter Angel.
Tang Chen's Slaughter Domain originated from the City of Slaughter, a domain inherited from the Asura God, filled with endless slaughter and the stench of blood.
Zhang Fan's Slaughter Domain, however, came from the Slaughter Angel, filled with death, fear, and crimson swords.
Although they shared the same name, their origins were entirely different.
"Buzz..." Soul power surged around Zhang Fan as he activated the Mysterious Heart Profound Technique.
Boom… He blocked Tang Chen's soul power and domain's dual pressure once again.
Tang Chen frowned.
This kid was only at level ninety-four, while he was a ninety-nine-level demigod. He had used seventy percent of his soul power and the Slaughter Domain, yet he couldn't suppress this kid.
He was secretly alarmed.
He couldn't let this continue.
"You have great audacity, attacking right away?" Xue Qinghe looked down at Tang San and the others. "Father is seriously ill, and the imperial palace is facing both internal and external troubles. Uncle and Fourth Brother took this opportunity to make a move. Are you with Fourth Brother?"
"Your Highness, we were invited by Senior Dugu. We're here specifically to detoxify His Majesty. May we enter to treat His Majesty?"
Tang San smiled.
"My father's affairs are not for you outsiders to decide. We will handle the treatment ourselves!" Xue Qinghe said coldly.
"It seems that most of the people guarding here are from Spirit Hall. Zhang Fan, I didn't expect you to have joined Spirit Hall too!" Tang San sighed.
"Hehe... think whatever you like!" Zhang Fan sneered as a terrifying soul power fluctuation erupted from his body.
"Kid..." Tang Chen was startled. This boy's soul power was even stronger than he had imagined.
"Buzz..." The soul rings under his feet slowly rose. Nine soul rings pulsed, eight black and one red, emitting a terrifying pressure that slammed towards Zhang Fan and Xue Qinghe.
Xue Qinghe's expression changed drastically when she saw the scene. This guy's soul ring configuration was exactly the same as her grandfather's.
It was truly uncanny.
Was this the true strength of a demigod? She was very shocked.
A little worried about Zhang Fan.
After all, Zhang Fan was only at level ninety-four.
"Buzz..."
Zhang Fan saw that Tang Chen had already used her spirit rings.
He couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, still calm and composed. He reached out and patted her shoulder, transmitting his voice to her: "See how amazing your husband is!"
"Buzz..." The spirit rings under his feet slowly rose, black, black, black, black, red, red, red, orange, orange.
The moment those nine spirit rings appeared.
Everyone in the audience was stunned.
The scene was utterly silent.
Xue Qinghe's eyes widened in shock. It was the first time she had ever seen Zhang Fan's nine spirit rings appear simultaneously.
Three red spirit rings.
My god, those three red spirit rings were all over a hundred thousand years old.
This... I'm seeing this for the first time too.
That soul power pressure was practically suffocating.
And the two orange ones, the soul power pressure they emitted was even more terrifying.
She had never witnessed such soul power pressure before.
"Damn, three spirit rings over a hundred thousand years old…"
Tang San's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he watched the scene. "And the soul power pressure radiating from those two orange spirit rings is even more terrifying. What kind of spirit rings are those?"
He couldn't help but turn to his knowledgeable godmother and ask.
"I…I don't know either!" Yu Xiaogang was also dumbfounded, having never seen such spirit ring colors before.
She was simply flabbergasted.
She had previously browsed through countless books in the Spirit Hall's library, but she had never seen spirit rings like these.
It was truly bizarre.
And those two orange spirit rings were even more powerful than the three over a hundred thousand years old.
It felt as though they were like towering mountains, impossibly high for him to reach.
Tang Chen was also frightened by the sight, no wonder this kid's soul power was so profound, he actually possessed so many freakishly powerful soul rings.
"Buzz..." Instantly, a terrifying soul power pressure collided with Tang Chen's own soul power pressure.
"Boom..." The two terrifying soul powers instantly forced everyone to step back several paces.
It felt as if a Category 12 typhoon had collided.
Tang San and the others' faces changed slightly.
Xue Qinghe also took a few steps back.
"Interesting!" A trace of excitement flashed across Tang Chen's cold face.
"Attack together!" Tang San shouted, and Tang Hao nodded, the soul rings beneath his feet slowly rising.
Dugu Bo's spirit rings rose slowly from beneath him.
The five elders of the Clear Sky Sect, along with the clan heads of the Agile, Defense, and Assault Clans, also took action.
Their spirit rings shone.
Their spirits were summoned.
The terrifying soul power of the Title Douluo and Soul Douluo caused the vast palace to tremble slightly.
"Whoosh, whoosh..." Sword Douluo, Lucia, Xie Bi'an, Fan Wujiu, Snake Spear Elder, and Thorn Porcupine Elder all flew out, landing behind Zhang Fan and Xue Qinghe.
Their spirit rings also rose slowly from beneath them as they summoned their spirits.
The sky-piercing Seven Kill Sword Intent, the terrifying Slaughter Sword, the black and white impermanence spirits, and the Snake Spear and Thorn Porcupine spirits all exuded a powerful pressure.
"Buzz..." Tang Chen didn't summon his martial soul. After all, his martial soul had become such a fragile hammer, summoning it would just invite ridicule.
He directly produced a blood-red longsword.
"Buzz..." The moment the sword appeared, space itself warped.
It radiated an unparalleled, terrifying divine pressure.
"A Super Artifact!" Zhang Fan hadn't expected Tang Chen to use a Super Artifact directly, without even summoning his martial soul. He was clearly taking this seriously.
After all, this was going to be a tough fight. If he didn't bring out some powerful treasures to suppress his opponent, he wouldn't be able to win easily.
Tang San also had his soul rings rising from beneath his feet, as the Blue Silver Emperor and the Clear Sky Dog were summoned.
"Nine Treasures have names, first is strength, second is speed, third is soul..." Ning Rongrong's voice rang out.
Seven rays of colored light burst from her, enveloping Zhang Fan and the other Title Douluo.
Their soul power surged wildly.
After all, it was the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
In an instant, Zhang Fan's soul power became even more powerful.
"Buzz..." Zhang Fan's mind moved, and the Heavenly Sorrow Sword was summoned. The sky changed color, and purple lightning flashed.
The appearance of his powerful martial soul immediately caused a celestial phenomenon.
"This kid actually has a twin martial soul just like Xiao San!" Tang Chen's eyes turned cold as he saw the sword in that kid's hand.
"Buzz..." Suddenly, two more soul rings rose from beneath Zhang Fan's feet, one 150,000 years old and the other 200,000 years old. One was red, and the other was orange.
"Buzz…" The aura of death and fear filled the area.
Behind Zhang Fan, a twelve-winged Fallen Angel appeared. It had black wings, blood-red eyes, and held a crimson sword. There was a red halo above its head.
"He... he really is Nine Five Two Seven! This dead guy actually has a dual martial soul!" Tang San exclaimed, shocked to see Zhang Fan's other martial soul. No wonder he had felt a resemblance between Nine Five Two Seven and Zhang Fan before; he hadn't expected it to be him.
This was unbelievable.
"Buzz…"
The shock Zhang Fan caused was simply too overwhelming.
Tang San and the others all gasped in unison.
"What a supremely overpowered, freakish monster!" Yu Xiaogang said, speechless.
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