Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

However, after Chen Xin discovered that someone was spying on him, he did not alert them, but deliberately created a loophole.

That moment of mental lapse he made just now was the ladder handed over to the person in the shadows.

Surprisingly, it actually lured people out.

At this moment, Sword Douluo, holding the Asura Divine Sword, didn't even need to turn around; he simply turned and blocked based on his aura.

"clang!"

When the palm met the blade, a metallic clang was produced, and sparks flew everywhere.

Sword Douluo quickly focused his gaze and saw a cool, aloof woman dressed in white standing three feet behind him.

The woman's face was so exquisite it looked like it had been sculpted from ice, with no superfluous lines in her features, indifferent eyes, and an aura that was almost nonexistent.

If the Asura Divine Sword hadn't warned him a few breaths earlier, he might have even overlooked the existence of the person in front of him.

"Snap—"

Where the sword and palm met, a burst of cold air erupted, and countless solid ice crystals rapidly spread along the blade of the Asura Divine Sword, covering the entire blade in the blink of an eye, and then creeping up the hilt onto Chen Xin's arm.

"What?" Chen Xin frowned. "Break!"

He immediately activated his soul power, and the sword energy within his body surged violently.

Countless crimson sword energies erupted from the Asura Divine Sword, like a blooming red lotus, flying everywhere with a chilling killing intent.

The solid ice shattered under the impact of the sword energy, turning into tiny ice shards that scattered in all directions.

After shattering the solid ice, the sword energy continued to slash towards the woman.

However, the sword energy that Sword Douluo urgently unleashed struck the woman in white as if it had vanished into thin air, failing to even budge the hem of her clothes.

The woman remained standing in the same spot, expressionless and unharmed.

"A 100,000-year-old soul beast?"

Chen Xin's pupils suddenly contracted, and he gasped.

This aura, this physique, this power of a casual strike—it's definitely from a 100,000-year-old soul beast, or even more than 100,000 years old…

"Whoosh!"

Seeing that her attack had failed, the woman in white did not linger. She retreated a hundred meters in a flash, her white robes fluttering in the cold wind like a snowflake blown away by the wind.

Sword Douluo glanced at Ning Rongrong and the other two to make sure they were safe and sound, so he didn't chase after them.

At this distance, if the other party dares to make another move, he is confident that he can force them back within three sword strikes. However, if he chases them too far, there will be no one to protect the three children and Wang Teng behind him.

"Who exactly are you?"

Sword Douluo stared intently at the white-clad woman a hundred meters away, his Shura Divine Sword pointing diagonally at the ground, the blood-red patterns on the blade flickering like a beast that hadn't yet woken up, breathing heavily.

"My name is Xue Di (Snow Emperor)."

The woman's voice was cold and devoid of emotion, echoing back and forth in the icy cave, each word piercing the ears like shards of ice.

"What? A ferocious beast from the far north?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, her eyes widening in surprise, her gasp filled with obvious shock.

Wang Teng had told them about the Snow Empress, saying that she was the leader of the three great ferocious beasts of the far north.

It is also a soul beast that is hundreds of thousands of years old.

“Grandpa Sword, when we came to the far north before, the Snow Empress made a move. She injured Wang Teng with a single move from tens of thousands of miles away.”

Zhu Zhuqing explained from the side.

"you……"

Sword Douluo was about to say something, but Snow Empress didn't give him the chance.

"Human Soul Master, you slay the Soul Beasts of my Far North! Die!"

With a furious shout, the woman in white launched another attack.

The hatred in that voice was as thick as ink that couldn't be dissolved.

"Emperor Sword - Unrivaled Ice!"

Xue Di gently swung her right palm out, the movement appearing light and airy, as if she were merely brushing away a speck of dust from the table.

But the next moment—

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Countless enormous ice swords appeared out of thin air, each over ten feet long, with fine frost flowers condensed on their blades, gleaming coldly, and flew towards Sword Douluo in a massive, overwhelming rush.

The temperature of the entire ice cave dropped sharply in an instant, and the breath exhaled condensed into tiny ice crystals.

"Hmph, are you afraid of me?"

When Sword Douluo saw that Snow Empress didn't say a word but immediately started shouting for battle, his pride was also stirred up.

Having lived to such an old age, he had seen all sorts of enemies; a mere ferocious beast from the far north was not enough to make him back down.

Furthermore, Chen Xin has now inherited the Asura Divine Sword, and his soul power has broken through to level 99.

He was certain that on the Douluo Continent, unless a god descended to earth, no one could defeat him head-on.

Even ferocious beasts that have existed for hundreds of thousands of years won't work!

"Slaughter Domain, activate!"

Within a radius of ten feet, a blood-red light suddenly appeared, exuding murderous intent, and the air was filled with a strong stench of blood.

That was the Slaughter Domain that Sword Douluo obtained after his trip to the City of Slaughter.

Within this realm, ordinary Soul Masters would feel their legs go weak just by standing inside.

"Ninth Soul Skill: Divine and Demonic Slash!"

Chen Xin held the sword with both hands and swung it horizontally from right to left.

A massive sword aura in black, white, and red streaks shot out from the Asura Divine Sword.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was torn apart, leaving a visible black line.

"boom!"

The ice sword and the sword energy collided violently in mid-air.

The loud noise shook the entire ice cave.

The surrounding ice walls shattered inch by inch.

Large chunks of ice cascaded down, crashing onto the ground with a loud thud and kicking up a cloud of white dust.

"Oh no, Wang Teng is still absorbing the spirit ring!"

The ground began to shake violently. Sword Douluo frowned deeply, turned his body slightly, and subtly moved towards Wang Teng behind him.

At this moment, Wang Teng had not yet completed absorbing his seventh spirit ring.

Chapter 478 Seventh Soul Skill: Spinning Top True Form

Wang Teng is still absorbing spirit rings, but judging from the aura emanating from him, the absorption of the seventh spirit ring should be nearing completion.

In the sea of ​​spirit, he easily suppressed the remnant soul of the Cold Abyss Dragon.

At this moment, Wang Teng's breathing became steady, and the fluctuations of his soul power gradually subsided, like a river that had been rushing for a long time finally flowing into the sea.

In front of Wang Teng, Sword Douluo and Snow Empress looked at each other across the distance.

The two were only a hundred paces apart, but the chilling aura and murderous intent mingled together, pressing fine cracks into the ice between them.

One was surging with blood and energy, the other was enveloped in frost and snow, neither willing to give in.

"Sir, how about we call it a day?"

Sword Douluo spoke first.

It wasn't that he was afraid of fighting, but rather that Wang Teng was lying behind him, and Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were standing beside him.

Three children, none of them can be hurt.

This old body can afford to fight back, but the children's lives cannot.

Xue Di did not answer immediately. Her gaze passed over Jian Douluo's shoulder and landed on Wang Teng, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance, lingering for a couple of breaths.

"Giving up is also an option."

The Snow Empress's voice remained cold as she calmly said, "However, you must make that brat hand over the ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing Marrow that he dug out deep in the far north."

"Ten Thousand Years of Mysterious Ice Marrow..."

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo frowned slightly, his mind racing.

He knew that Wang Teng had obtained the Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Mystic Ice Marrow from the far north.

During the few days he spent recuperating at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Wang Teng had already used the items.

Ordinary Soul Masters can't touch this stuff at all; only those with the ultimate ice attribute can absorb it. Ning Fengzhi and the others didn't stop them at the time, since they figured they might as well let Wang Teng digest it himself.

Where can we find this thing now that the Snow Empress needs it?

"What, you'd rather risk your life than your wealth?"

Seeing that Sword Douluo remained silent for a long time, the Snow Empress's cold expression gradually turned into anger.

She didn't come here to waste time talking to an old human man.

"If I told you that Wang Teng has already absorbed the Ten Thousand Year Mystic Ice Marrow, would you believe me?"

Chen Xin's tone carried a hint of helplessness as he shrugged.

"Do you think I believe you?"

Xue Di felt that the old man in front of her was simply making fun of her.

The Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Mysterious Ice Marrow is a rare treasure of heaven and earth; how could it be absorbed so quickly?

Even if that kid is the ultimate ice, it still takes time and effort. How could he possibly refine it all in just a few days?

Xue Di decided not to waste any more words.