Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

The two waited there for nearly two hours until the wind subsided slightly before setting off again.

Following the route marked on the map, they cleverly avoided several areas where high-level soul beasts frequently appeared.

It's not that they can't defeat these passing soul beasts. Chen Xin's current soul power is level 99, and apart from the Snow Emperor, there are almost no soul beasts in the far north that can rival him.

The reason Chen Xin chose to take a detour was entirely to prevent their target from escaping after sensing the atmosphere of battle.

The two finally arrived at their destination the following evening.

It was a frigid abyss.

Wang Teng stood at the edge of the ice field, looking down at the abyss below, and couldn't help but gasp.

The abyss was much larger and deeper than he had imagined.

The Cold Abyss is like a crack cleaved open by a god with a giant axe, stretching across the ice plain for dozens of miles, with its widest point exceeding a hundred feet.

The ice walls on both sides of the abyss are steep and sheer, reflecting a cold, bluish light in the afterglow of the setting sun, like giant mirrors standing between heaven and earth.

The cold air inside the abyss was bone-chilling.

Even though Wang Teng had already used his soul power to resist, the chill was still like countless fine needles, piercing through the skin and drilling into the bones along the blood vessels.

Of course, although Wang Teng felt cold, he didn't feel any discomfort.

He looked down into the bottom of the abyss and saw that the ice beneath his feet was frighteningly thick, at least several hundred meters deep.

Moreover, this is not ordinary ice, but mysterious ice formed in the extreme cold of millions of years. It is as hard as steel, but its surface is as smooth as a mirror.

However, what Wang Teng cared about most was not how thick the ice was, nor how big the abyss was, but the dense ice-attribute energy in the air that was almost visible to the naked eye.

The energy, like countless cold threads, slowly drifted through the air, wrapping around every piece of ice and every snowflake.

Wang Teng took a deep breath, the icy coolness penetrating his lungs. Instead of feeling uncomfortable, it made the dual-attribute ice and fire soul core within his body tremble slightly.

"The ice-attribute energy here is abnormally concentrated."

Chen Xin stood beside Wang Teng, his gaze sweeping across the entire Cold Abyss, his expression somewhat solemn, and said, "It wasn't formed naturally."

"It seems we've come to the right place."

Wang Teng nodded, then closed his eyes, transforming his mental energy into the tentacles of perception, and carefully probed into the depths of the icy abyss.

Wang Teng's current perception range is one kilometer.

This distance isn't very far, roughly equivalent to the distance between a newly promoted Title Douluo.

However, Wang Teng's spirit is quite special. He has absorbed the ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing Marrow and has the assistance of a spiritual array and a sacred beast, so his spiritual fluctuations are very small. Therefore, he dares to explore directly downwards like this.

In Wang Teng's perception, the dense ice-attribute energy in the Cold Abyss was like a cold ocean, and deep within the ocean slept an extremely powerful and solid life force.

That thing is quite big.

Wang Teng opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on a corner at the bottom of the Cold Abyss covered in ice, and said in a low voice, "There's something down there, it should be the ice dragon-type soul beast we're looking for."

"Hey, I didn't expect the information from the sect to be so accurate, and we found it so quickly."

Chen Xin didn't say much, only nodded.

He stepped forward, placed his hand on Wang Teng's shoulder, and a powerful surge of soul energy enveloped Wang Teng.

Immediately afterwards, he released his grip, and the Seven Kill Sword appeared in his palm, its tip pointing downwards, and he gently slashed across the ice beneath their feet.

A straight crack appeared in the ice, as if it had been cut by an invisible blade, silently and without a sound, the cut as smooth as a mirror.

Chen Xin led Wang Teng and leaped into the crevice. The two disappeared beneath the ice, and the ice above them closed up again after they landed, as if it had never been opened at all.

Beneath the ice lies a secluded and strange world.

All around were thick, suffocating ice layers, with countless tiny cracks and bubbles inside, refracting a mesmerizing, ghostly blue light.

Wang Teng felt as if he were stuffed into a huge piece of amber. The surrounding light was dim and oppressive, with only a few slivers of light shining through from above the ice layer, barely illuminating the path ahead.

With a thought, Chen Xin unleashed the Seven Kill Sword, clearing a path ahead. The crimson sword energy emanating from the blade tore through the ice layer by layer, creating a passage to the bottom of the Cold Abyss for the two of them.

Wang Teng looked at the crimson sword energy clearing the way ahead and was surprised to find that there was no sound at all.

"Truly worthy of being called the Asura Sword Qi!"

Wang Teng thought to himself.

At this moment, Wang Teng and Chen Xin were falling rapidly.

After falling for several hundred feet, the ice in front of them suddenly disappeared.

They passed through the last ice wall and fell into a vast underground ice cave.

This ice cave is astonishingly large, about the size of several basketball courts. Countless thick icicles hang from the ceiling, densely packed and hanging down like rows of sharp fangs.

The floor of the ice cave was covered with a thick layer of frost, and the four walls were as smooth as a mirror, reflecting two figures.

Deep within the ice cave, a colossal body lay dormant.

Wang Teng's gaze fell on that body, and his pupils suddenly lit up.

That was a dragon.

No, to be precise, it is a strange beast with a dragon's head and a chimera body.

Its head is large and majestic, with distinct features, just like the legendary dragon.

A pair of short, thick dragon horns grew on its forehead, covered with ice-blue patterns that looked like ancient inscriptions, emitting a faint, cold light.

Its eyes were tightly closed, but even in its deep sleep, a faint blue light could be seen flowing beneath its eyelids, as if a cold flame was burning deep within its pupils.

However, the beast's body was disproportionate to its head.

Its body is not the slender and agile body of a real dragon, but more like that of a carp, stout and short, with short but powerful limbs and claws deeply embedded in the ice.

The strange beast in front of them was about five or six zhang long, and its entire body was covered with a layer of ice-blue scales.

Each of those scales was the size of a palm, clinging tightly to the skin with sharp, knife-like edges that gleamed with a metallic sheen in the dim light.

Wang Teng recognized the species of this soul beast almost instantly—the Frost Abyss Dragon.

He had seen it in the Soul Beast Compendium provided by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

This type of spirit beast is a variant of the dragon species, found only in the deepest part of the Frost Abyss in the far north. Its numbers are extremely rare, and it is said that there are no more than five Frost Abyss Dragons living on the entire continent.

They are solitary by nature, and slumber deep within the ice layer year-round, relying on absorbing the extreme cold energy from the ice to enhance their cultivation.

Once awakened, it unleashes a terrifying fighting power, making it one of the most troublesome of all ice-attribute soul beasts.

According to the illustrations, the cultivation level of the Cold Abyss Dragon is mostly between 50,000 and 100,000 years.

Judging from the aura emanating from this creature, it has cultivated for at least 90,000 years.

A cold abyss dragon that has existed for 90,000 years.

Wang Teng's heart suddenly started beating faster.

This heartbeat contained both the tension of the impending battle and the desire for the prey.

A 90,000-year-old ice-attribute dragon-type soul beast—this was the perfect target for his trip.

However, before he could think it over further, the Cold Abyss Dragon moved.

Its eyelids suddenly opened, and two balls of eerie blue light shot out from its pupils, illuminating the entire ice cave.

Then, the Cold Abyss Dragon saw Wang Teng and Chen Xin.

Without the slightest hesitation, its chest expanded dramatically, and then it opened its massive maw, spewing out a stream of icy blue dragon breath from the depths of its throat.

The dragon's breath carried an extreme cold that could almost freeze the soul. Wherever it passed, the moisture in the air instantly condensed into ice, forming an ice crystal bridge spanning the ice cave under the light.

However, Chen Xin reacted even faster than Long Xi.

He moved almost at the same instant the Cold Abyss Dragon opened its massive jaws.

The Seven Kill Sword flew out from his palm, drawing a sharp arc in the air before landing steadily in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, his aura suddenly changed, and the killing intent that had been restrained for a long time poured out like a flood breaking through a dam, filling the entire ice cave.

Sword Douluo's eyes shone like cold stars, and two dark red flames flickered violently deep within his pupils.

He slowly raised the Seven Kill Sword, the blade humming as if responding to its master's fighting spirit.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Seven Killing True Body!"

The Seven Kill Sword suddenly expanded, transforming into a giant sword of light that hovered behind Chen Xin. Crimson-gold light flowed across its blade, and its fierce sword energy cut deep cracks into the surrounding ice walls.

The lightsaber was over three zhang long, completely transparent yet containing dazzling brilliance, as if it were not a weapon of the mortal world, but a punishment from the gods.

Chen Xin's figure merged with the light sword.

No, it's not a simple merging of two into one, but a higher level of unity between man and sword.

At this moment, the heart is the sword, and the sword is the heart.

He didn't need to deliberately use any soul skills, because he himself had already transformed into the sharpest sword, every move he made was sword energy, and every breath he took was killing intent.

This is the realm that Chen Xin reached after decades of immersing himself in the way of the sword. It is the supreme sword realm that he condensed after fusing his martial spirit, soul power, spirit, and will into one.

"Man and sword become one."

Chen Xin's body transformed into a stream of light and merged into the enormous Seven Kill True Body.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Divine and Demonic Slash!"

The giant sword that Qi Sha's true form transformed into was wielded.

A sword aura, almost solidified, shot out from the sword's edge. The aura was dark gold with a faint crimson glow at the edges.

The sword energy pierced through the air in the ice cave, carrying an invincible and domineering force, and collided head-on with the extremely cold dragon breath spewed out by the Frost Abyss Dragon.

There was no explosion, no loud noise, only a light and crisp "hiss".

The dark golden sword energy was like a red-hot knife slicing through butter, easily splitting the dragon's breath in two and diverting it to both sides.

The ice layers on both sides of the dragon's breath were torn apart, and ice crystals scattered everywhere, but the sword energy itself was hardly hindered and continued to advance forward with overwhelming force.

God and demon slain!

This is the most profound secret that Chen Xin has condensed from all his life's learning.

This move is a supreme strike that has already reached the threshold of "divine skill".

It incorporated all of Chen Xin's soul power, mental strength, and killing intent into these two swords, giving them terrifying power that could ignore defense and cut through everything.