Tianlin killed Demon Bear Douluo but lost his chance to dodge the light wave.
He didn't need to dodge.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Myriad Swords Return!"
Chen Xin finally appeared. He'd been waiting for this moment to face the strongest enemy at his best.
Countless Seven Kill Swords collided with the light wave, both dissipating with no clear winner.
"Senior Golden Crocodile, may I ask what my disciple has done to provoke you to attack him with such a soul skill?" Chen Xin stood before Tianlin, eyes closed.
Golden Crocodile Douluo was older than his father; even his father would call him senior, so Chen Xin was respectful.
A golden man descended, saying sternly, "Chen Xin, your disciple killed my Spirit Hall elder. That's a grave crime—today, he must die."
He looked at Tianlin, "I just ordered you to stop. Why didn't you?"
"Stop? Why should I? Your Spirit Hall seeks to destroy my sect. I must make you pay a thousandfold." Tianlin replied disdainfully.
Golden Crocodile shook his head. "Ignorant fool. The world is ruled by the strong. If Spirit Hall wants to destroy you, you should submit. Resisting is unforgivable. Now that I'm here, you'd better kill yourselves, or I'll turn this whole mountain to dust."
Golden Crocodile Douluo, used to being in power, had developed a mentality of "those who obey me prosper, those who oppose me perish"—one might call it idiocy!
Chen Xin ignored him and told Tianlin, "Withdraw your Martial God. It's strong but drains you too much. Leave the rest to us."
Tianlin, having slain Demon Bear and forced out Golden Crocodile, was today's greatest hero. The elders couldn't just watch.
Tianlin nodded and commanded with the Holy Spirit Pearl, "Return!"
The Martial God was withdrawn, relieving Jiangmo, who was left panting, half-kneeling.
The Martial God's power was terrifying. Once the Holy Gold Dragon was suppressed, Jiangmo had no advantage.
If Tianlin could maintain the Martial God for twenty minutes, Jiangmo would lose; forty minutes, and he'd be in danger.
But his relief was short-lived—a massive bone dragon tail suddenly swept across, and, though Jiangmo blocked with his staff, he was too exhausted and injured, and was sent flying, crashing through the city wall and buried in the rubble.
The attacker was Bone Douluo Gu Ron, whose attacks were always strange and swift. Now, being the same rank as Jiangmo and catching him off guard, even a Super Douluo was helpless.
"Jiangmo!" Golden Crocodile was truly worried now. Demon Bear was a subordinate, but Jiangmo was a brother.
"Your sect is seeking death!" Golden Crocodile's Golden Crocodile King martial soul appeared, with two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red ring.
He was one of the few Titled Douluo to obtain a hundred-thousand-year ring without a god trial—showing his strength.
"Don't be angry, Lord Golden Crocodile. Today, not just Jiangmo and Demon Bear, but you too will not escape." Ning Fengzhi emerged holding the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Golden Crocodile was startled to see he too had a hundred-thousand-year ring. Ning Fengzhi had not only broken the sect's limit but become a Titled Douluo quietly.
A support-type Titled Douluo, and with the strongest support martial soul—Golden Crocodile had to admit that, though Chen Xin and Gu Ron's levels were lower, with Ning Fengzhi's support, they could fight him evenly. Today's soul hunting operation was doomed.
Unexpectedly, Gu Ron ignored him and charged for the outer city—still targeting Jiangmo.
"Senior Golden Crocodile, to deal with you, Fengzhi and I are enough!" For the first time, Chen Xin revealed his full strength. His soul power surged, far beyond his previous ninety-six level, until he matched Golden Crocodile.
"Level ninety-eight! Impossible!" Golden Crocodile lost his composure. The sect had hidden too deeply.
With Tianlin rivaling Titled Douluo, Ning Fengzhi as the strongest support at Titled Douluo, and now Chen Xin at ninety-eight, their strength was terrifying.
With Ning Fengzhi's support, Chen Xin was like two ninety-eight-level Titled Douluo; even Qian Daoliu could be challenged. With so few attackers, victory was impossible.
"Please receive my sword, Seven Kill Sword Dao!" Chen Xin moved like he'd teleported, slashing at Golden Crocodile.
Golden Crocodile's martial soul was top-class, as strong as the Seven Kill Sword. Its greatest strengths were its immense jaw and tail.
This time, Golden Crocodile used his tail to block.
Their first clash blew away half of Seven Treasure City—major repairs would be needed.
As they stalemated, Ning Fengzhi acted, entering Martial Soul True Body and casting his first six soul skills on Chen Xin.
Like Tianlin earlier, Chen Xin's strength, speed, defense, and soul power all doubled, and attack power increased two hundred percent—enough to rival an Ultimate Douluo.
Chen Xin uttered the word, and Golden Crocodile's tail was instantly severed.
A crescent sword aura nearly took his head; Golden Crocodile barely dodged, the aura slicing the mountain in half.
Golden Crocodile spat blood—losing his tail was a grave wound.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Awe the Four Directions!"
Walking the path of slaughter, Chen Xin held nothing back.
His sword aura sealed all escape.
He was determined—not just to defeat, but to capture or kill Golden Crocodile. If he could capture or kill him, Qian Daoliu would have to appear.
Only by defeating Qian Daoliu could the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect truly be at peace. Today, they aimed to draw out Qian Daoliu via Golden Crocodile and defeat him before all.