Douluo Continent: The Ruler of Time, Reigning Supreme

Chapter 117 Sendou-ryu's Ninth Soul Skill
The hard ice rock was cut and crushed like tofu.

At the point of impact, space, like fragile glass, revealed countless fine black cracks.

That was proof that space had been forcibly torn apart by the terrifying power of the two.

The deep blue icy sword light and the golden holy sword light frantically eroded and annihilated each other.

The ultimate ice attempts to freeze and shatter the sacred, while the sacred light attempts to purify and melt the ice.

The stalemate lasted only a brief moment.

"Crack!"

A subtle but clear cracking sound was heard.

A tiny crack appeared at the point where the giant angelic holy sword in the hands of Qian Daoliu's true angelic form collided with the imperial sword.

And the crack is spreading rapidly.

Qian Daoliu was greatly shocked.

Although he knew that the Snow Empress was powerful, he did not expect that in a head-on confrontation, his Angelic Holy Sword would be the first to falter.

The blessings bestowed upon the Snow Emperor by this far northern land far exceeded his expectations.

"Humph!"

The Snow Emperor snorted coldly, and with a slight flick of her wrist, the blue light on the Emperor Sword suddenly intensified by three times.

"break!"

"Boom——!"

The angelic sword shattered instantly, turning into countless golden specks of light.

Qian Daoliu's angelic form shook violently, and his huge body involuntarily staggered backward, creating a deep pit in the ice beneath his feet.

The Emperor Sword's sword light, refined to its utmost, dimmed considerably after shattering the Holy Sword, but it still carried an indomitable momentum as it shot toward Qian Daoliu's true form's chest.

Qian Daoliu reacted extremely quickly, his enormous angel wings snapping shut like two golden shields protecting him.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Heavenly Barrier!"

A more solidified light wall, covered with ancient angelic runes, instantly took shape.

"Boom--!"

The Emperor's Sword struck the Heavenly Kingdom's barrier with a deafening roar, like the beating of a giant drum.

The barrier trembled violently, its surface shimmering with golden light, and countless runes flickered in and out of existence. In the end, it barely managed to withstand and completely dissipate the terrifying sword light.

However, Qian Daoliu could clearly feel that his soul power had been greatly depleted by this attack.

"We cannot engage her in a prolonged battle in the far north."

Qian Daoliu made a judgment instantly.

He was at a huge disadvantage trying to outlast the Snow Emperor in the far north.

With a sudden flap of his wings, his enormous true form soared into the sky, attempting to escape the core area of ​​the Snow Emperor's domain and seek an opportunity to fight from the air.

"Want to go?"

Xue Di's eyes were icy cold. How could she let her opponent leave her home turf?
With a gentle wave of her hand, the entire Snow Dance Radiant Sun Domain moved accordingly.

The swirling snow and ice storm seemed to come alive, transforming into countless giant ice crystal dragons that coiled around and attacked the Thousand Streams in the sky from all directions.

At the same time, the temperature within the domain plummeted again, and even the air seemed to turn into viscous glacial slurry, greatly hindering Qian Daoliu's movements. Qian Daoliu, suspended in mid-air, faced this inescapable net of attacks, pushing the speed and power of his angelic form to its limits.

He would throw punches, kicks, or strike directly with his enormous wings of light, each movement carrying immense divine power, shattering and purifying the ice dragons.

Fifth Soul Skill: Angelic Flare!

He seized an opportunity, and a dazzling light, like the core of the sun, erupted from his chest. Countless golden spots of light shot out in all directions like a torrential rain, colliding violently with the surging ice and snow storm, causing continuous explosions and temporarily clearing an area.

However, Xue Di's attacks were relentless.

She herself had somehow become suspended in mid-air, facing Qian Daoliu's angelic form from afar.

The imperial sword in her hand condensed once more, even more solid than before. Around the sword, the space kept freezing and breaking, in an endless cycle.

She did not rush to attack. Instead, she ran her fingers over the sword. Her entire aura, the Imperial Sword in her hand, the Snow Dance Radiant Sun Domain beneath her feet, and even the entire Arctic Ice Plain seemed to merge into one.

An even more terrifying and vast sword intent was brewing within her.

It wasn't just simple sharpness, but rather seemed to represent the ultimate manifestation of the "ice" rule in the world, the return of all things to stillness, the eternal freezing, the...end.

Qian Daoliu sensed this sword intent, and his golden eyes were filled with unprecedented solemnity.

He knew that the Snow Emperor's next sword strike would be earth-shattering, far surpassing the previous one.

He took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes.

He knew that conventional methods would probably be ineffective against this Ice and Snow Ruler in this far north.

The sky above is no longer a scene of human existence.

Qian Daoliu's figure merged with his enormous six-winged angel form, and the dazzling golden light was not a warm holy flame, but transformed into billions of scorching, sharp swords of light filled with the will of judgment.

He hovered in the air, as if he himself were a heavenly gateway descending to the mortal world, majestic and solemn, carrying the meaning of ultimate judgment.

"Ninth Soul Skill - Final Judgment: Holy Judgment!"

There was no roar, only a cold and grand declaration that seemed to come from beyond the heavens.

Qian Daoliu made a grasping motion with both hands, and the true form of the six-winged angel followed suit, instantly forming a golden giant sword that stretched across the sky, purely condensed from ultimate light and the rules of judgment.

Countless intricate divine runes flowed across the sword's blade, a manifestation of angelic power and proof that it had once touched the realm of gods.

The sword tip was not aimed at the Snow Empress, but at the entire space where she was located—locked in and annihilated. This was an attack imbued with laws, surpassing ordinary energy impacts.

The giant sword slowly slashed down.

There was no sound, or rather, the sound was swallowed up.

Space, like fragile glass, began to collapse and shatter on a large scale before the sword's edge even truly touched it, revealing the deep and dark void turbulence behind it.

A terrifying suction force emanated from the spatial rift, frantically pulling in the millennia-old glaciers, frozen boulders, and ground them into the most basic particles.

The earth seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, then violently torn apart. A huge canyon, hundreds of meters wide and bottomless, stretched wildly from where the Snow Emperor stood, towards the far north. The deafening roar only came belatedly at this moment, accompanied by a magnitude 12 earthquake that swept across thousands of miles.

Clouds? They're long gone.

The violent energy shockwave formed a ring-shaped, visible white gas wave hundreds of miles away in the sky, like ripples on a calm lake caused by a boulder thrown by a god, sweeping away the haze in the far north sky and revealing the cold, lifeless starry sky behind it.

For the first time, the sunlight shone so "cruelly" directly on this ravaged snowfield, revealing a scene of apocalyptic devastation.

The power of the Limit Douluo was on full display at this moment.

The members of the Rebirth Hall who were holding the line all moved away from the center of the battle.

(End of this chapter)