Douluo Continent: The 18-year-old Sword God was exposed by the heavens.

Sunset Forest, within the Poison Valley.

Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan stared at the scene coming from the sky, their faces filled with shock and emotion.

"Sword Douluo's sword strike was terrifying," Dugu Bo murmured to himself, his eyes filled with admiration.

"With the innate Seven Kill Sword Spirit, the enhancement of the Sword Domain, and the soul power of level ninety-seven, his current strength far surpasses mine."

Dugu Yan's eyes were filled with admiration: "Grandpa Sword Douluo is so amazing! He broke through Grandpa Bone Douluo's defense with just one sword strike, he's incredible!"

In the endless void, Lin Xiao gazed at Chen Xin's figure in the sky, a faint smile playing on his lips, a knowing glint in his eyes.

"The innate Seven Kill Sword Spirit, Sword Domain, breaking through defenses with a single strike is a decent improvement. However, the ultimate swordsmanship is not just about sharpness; it also lacks a certain artistic conception."

The sword intent flowed gently from his fingertips, and the aura of the Divine Firmament Sword surged quietly.

A sword aura far surpassing Chen Xin's quietly spread out, but was instantly concealed by the power of heavenly secrets, without revealing a trace.

His curiosity grew stronger as he continued to look down, waiting for the eighth strongman to be revealed.

In the central hub of the divine realm, the five great divine kings watched Chen Xin's combat prowess displayed in the sky, their expressions growing increasingly apprehensive.

"The power of the blessings bestowed by Heaven is too terrifying," the Goddess of Life said softly, her tone tinged with awe.

"To be ranked ninth and already possess such combat power, the strength of those ranked higher must be even more terrifying."

The Asura God King frowned, his expression grave.

"If this continues, it won't be long before some of the powerful beings in the lower realms reach the divine realm, or even break through to godhood. When that happens, it will inevitably affect the order of the divine realm."

The God of Destruction's face was still pale, his injuries not yet healed. He stared at the sky, his eyes filled with apprehension.

"We must continue to observe the situation and absolutely must not intervene rashly, otherwise we will only suffer the consequences."

The other four God-Kings nodded in agreement, no longer daring to show the slightest disrespect.

He could only stare intently at the sky below, secretly speculating in his heart.

Who will be the next strongman on the list, and what kind of incredible strength will he possess?

On the training ground of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Chen Xin and Gu Rong stood side by side, their eyes looking up at the sky above.

Gu Rong said softly, "Sword Master, the eighth place winner will be revealed soon. Who do you think it will be?"

Chen Xin shook her head slightly, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.

"I don't know. But to be ranked ahead of me, one's strength must far surpass mine. Perhaps it's Tang Hao, perhaps it's Jin E, or perhaps it's some reclusive old monster."

He felt no resentment, only curiosity and awe.

Having been judged and blessed by the heavens, he had already seen his own shortcomings.

He also understood that there were countless stronger individuals on the continent than him.

At this moment, the sky above the heavens once again shone with golden light.

The golden light grew brighter and brighter, and an aura even more magnificent than when Chen Xin received his blessing quietly spread out, enveloping the entire Douluo Star.

All the noise and discussion vanished at this moment.

Countless eyes were once again fixed on the sky, hearts pounding wildly.

The eighth place will finally be revealed.

Who is this powerful figure who ranks above Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo who is level 97 and can break through the defense with a single sword strike?

Just how terrifying is his strength?

How much more heaven-defying is that blessing from the Heavenly Dao that belongs to the eighth-ranked person compared to Chen Xin's?

Between heaven and earth, all spirits held their breath, and all eyes were focused on the golden sky above the nine heavens.

An even more impressive review of the strongest figures is about to begin.

The entire landscape of Douluo Star is undergoing a dramatic transformation amidst these shocks and revelations.

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On the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's martial arts arena, the wind rustled through their clothes, and the lingering warmth of the sword energy remained.

Chen Xin lightly brushed the Seven Kill Sword with his fingertips. The innate Seven Kill Sword Spirit seemed to sense this and trembled slightly, emitting a delicate and crisp sword sound.

Golden light flowed slowly along the spine of the sword, its gentle touch concealing a domineering sharpness.

After his sparring session with the ancient banyan tree, he gained a deeper understanding of his newly acquired power.

With the blessing of the innate Seven Killings Sword Spirit, the way of the sword is no longer just about extreme sharpness, but also about the agility of understanding and connection.

When the sword domain spread out, it could even cut the air into fragments; its power of intimidation was unprecedented.

"Swordman, with your current strength, you might actually be able to go toe-to-toe with that old bastard, Golden Crocodile."

Gu Rong rubbed his wrist, recalling the shock of his defenses being breached by a single sword strike, his face still bearing a complex expression.

There was a sense of resentment, but even more so, genuine envy.

"You've completely ruined half of my reputation as the continent's best defender today."

Chen Xin smiled slightly, her tone composed.

"It's not that your defense is weak, it's just that the innate Seven Kill Sword Spirit is inherently able to counter all physical defenses."

"If you were to unleash your full power in your Bone Dragon True Form, I might not be able to break through your defenses so easily."

He spoke frankly, without becoming arrogant or complacent because of the blessings bestowed upon him by Heaven.

Having been judged and blessed by the heavens, he had long since shed his previous sharpness and impetuosity, and his state of mind had become increasingly calm and composed.

The ninth-place ranking is not a disgrace, but a warning and an encouragement.

This made him realize the shortcomings of his swordsmanship and understand that there are many powerful figures on the continent.

Gu Rong waved his hand, his eyes filled with even more disappointment, and looked up at the vast sky, his voice low.

"That's enough, a loss is a loss."

"You old swordsman can only rank ninth. I'm level 95, and I don't even qualify for the list. I can only envy you."

He paused, then a glimmer of hope appeared on his face.

"I just hope that after this Heavenly Ranking is over, a Defense Ranking and a Support Ranking will be released. Maybe I can still compete for a ranking and benefit from the blessings of Heaven to break through a bottleneck."

Chen Xin nodded slightly, his gaze also turning to the sky.

"The ways of Heaven are unpredictable; perhaps there really is a turning point."

"Besides, the rankings are not over yet. The eighth place will be revealed soon. Anyone who can rank above me must be a force to be reckoned with."

Their conversation, carried by the lingering power of the sky, spread throughout the entire Douluo Star.

At this moment, whether it was the top experts of Wuhun City, the royal families of the two great empires of Tiandou and Xingluo, or the disciples of various sects, they were all present.

All eyes were fixed on the golden sky above, hearts pounding, and no one dared to breathe.

Everyone is speculating about who will be in eighth place.

Is it the Golden Crocodile Douluo at the peak of level 98? Is it Bibi Dong with twin martial souls? Or is it a peerless powerhouse who lives in seclusion?

Even the Sword Douluo, who is level 97 and can break through defenses with a single sword strike, can only rank ninth.

This eighth-ranked individual must be an existence of terrifying proportions.

Inside the Papal Palace in Wuhun City.

Bibi Dong sat on the jade throne, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, and her aura grew increasingly cold.

She tapped her fingertips lightly on the armrest, the images of top experts flashing through her mind, but she still couldn't determine who would be the eighth person.

"Chen Xin is ninth, who will be eighth?"

"I can't wait to see it."

Inside the Hall of Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression was solemn, and his level 98 peak soul power was faintly restless.

He stared intently at the sky, lost in thought.

He was, after all, a level 98 peak Douluo.

Regardless, they'll definitely be among the top few.

As long as you can obtain the Sky Curtain reward.

Breaking through to the level 99 Peerless Douluo, or even the level 100 True God, is possible.

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