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Chapter 340: The Power of the God of Weapons' Blade
The sound waves brought by this fusion of power swept in with overwhelming force, hitting everyone's heart heavily, making everyone feel as if they were being pressed down by a mountain.
People in the vast wilderness far outside the Hades City as well as in the streets and alleys of the city were deeply shaken by this sudden power.
Especially for the people of the Underworld, the blood in their bodies seemed to be ignited at this moment, boiling wildly. A throbbing that came from the depths of their souls and was engraved in their blood made their faces flush and their hearts beat like thunder.
Even those battle-hardened generals of the Underworld, who were as strong as steel, felt their legs go weak and their souls shaken before this power. They truly felt the breath of their ancient ancestors in their blood, as if the great soul that had been sleeping for a hundred thousand years had crossed the endless river of time and space and descended into this complicated world again, majestic, sacred and inviolable.
Dancing with the Wind, her lively eyes were filled with astonishment and confusion. She opened her red lips and whispered softly, "This voice seems to come from the Netherworld and the Ninth Heaven. Is it from the King's Soul, or is there another mystery?"
Mu Wumo's face was solemn, his eyes were firm as iron, he raised his head and chest, and responded loudly: "This sound is like the anger of the Hades Emperor, which can penetrate directly into the deepest part of the soul. It is definitely not someone else, but the supreme power of our Hades Clan's ancestor, the Lord of Weapons!"
In an instant, all the Hades stopped what they were doing involuntarily, and looked in the direction of Crystal Mountain with awe and piety. Their eyes followed the light of the powerful force closely, and they listened attentively to the sound that shook the world, as if they were listening to the will of God.
Many members of the Underworld Clan were even more overwhelmed. Their legs softened and they knelt on the ground with a plop. They raised their hands high and shouted in unison in the direction of Crystal Mountain: "The Ancestor has appeared! May the Ancestor protect our clan and keep us safe!"
The soul power came like a raging wave, causing everyone's soul to tremble in fear before this vast and boundless power, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any time.
Death Eyes frowned, feeling the power solemnly, and muttered to himself: "Did Wang Hun really gather all the fragments of the God of Weapon's Blade? How did he do it?" Zong Heng Tian Xia was also shocked, his eyes widened, and he said in disbelief: "He can successfully control the power of the ancestor, which is beyond imagination. Is this the arrangement of fate?"
Bu Wen Bu Wen nodded slightly, and analyzed solemnly: "Yes, all signs show that Wang Hun must have gone through untold hardships to collect all the fragments, so that he could meet the soul of the God of Weapons and gain his recognition and inheritance, so that he could control the God of Weapons' blade and exert such earth-shaking power."
When everyone heard this, they had mixed feelings. They were surprised and expectant that Wang Hun's move might change the situation of the battle, but they were also deeply shocked and awed that he could accomplish such a feat.
They stared intently at the place where the power gathered, waiting for the battle that was destined to go down in history to begin. Everyone's heart was filled with tension and excitement, as if they were also in this life-and-death duel. Their souls were closely connected with the king's soul, and they felt the rhythm of this tremendous power together.
Red Dragon, come and fight! Wang Hun's voice resounded through the sky like a huge bell. His powerful hands tightly grasped the God of Weapons' Blade. The blue light on the blade seemed to have a spirit under his gaze, flickering slightly, as if responding to the master's fighting spirit.
Upon hearing this, the red dragon's blood immediately boiled, and his eyes, which were already as hot as flames, burned with even stronger fighting spirit. He raised the Flame Dragon Hammer high and shouted, "I've been waiting for you. Come on! Use all your strength, Nine Heavens Dragon Flame!"
Before he finished speaking, the divine power in the red dragon's body suddenly erupted like a dormant volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years. The divine power was like a surging river, flowing along his sturdy arms and pouring into the huge Flame Dragon Hammer in his hand.
In an instant, the entire earth seemed to be violently shaken by an invisible giant hand, trembling violently, emitting a dull and terrifying roar, as if the death knell of doomsday had already sounded. Then, huge and hideous cracks spread rapidly across the earth like a spider web. In the cracks, hot lava burst out from the ground and rushed into the sky with a destructive momentum.
The magma column rising into the sky and the surging power around the red dragon blended and echoed with each other, gradually condensing in mid-air. Nine huge flaming dragons that covered the sky and the sun appeared out of thin air.
The nine giant fire dragons coiled and meandered, and every dragon scale was flashing with terrifying flames, as if they were made of pure fire.
They were wrapped in the power to destroy the world and rushed towards the King's Soul like an arrow. Wherever they passed, the air was burned and distorted, and the space seemed to be melted by this scorching power.
Wang Hun looked grim as he stared at the nine flaming dragons rushing towards him. He had no fear in his heart, only absolute determination as firm as steel. He suddenly shouted: "Taixu Soul Slash!" This move was his best killer move. Once used, it could break the mysterious and solid boundary between the soul and the void.
Wang Hun swung the God of Weapons' Blade and slashed with all his might. In an instant, a dark and deep crack that seemed to be able to swallow everything appeared out of thin air. There seemed to be a chaotic air flow in the crack, emitting a chilling breath. This force was like an invisible giant net, instantly binding the nine fire dragons tightly.
The nine giant fire dragons originally had the power to destroy the world, but now they were imprisoned by this sudden force. They struggled frantically, spewing flames from their mouths more violently, trying to break free from the restraints. However, the power of "Taixu Soul Slash" continued to erode their soul essence, their power gradually weakened, and the flames on their bodies became dim.
Chi Long's eyes widened in disbelief. He watched helplessly as the ultimate move he had used with all his strength was easily resolved by the King Soul, and a strong sense of frustration and anger surged in his heart. But at this moment, he also knew very well how powerful and terrifying the King Soul was.
There was a firm and deep light flashing in Wang Hun's eyes. He tightly grasped the blade of the God of Weapon, and his figure was like a towering mountain and a deep abyss.
Then, his voice was deep and powerful, like the sound of a huge bell, resounding throughout this world baptized by war: "It's my turn, Soul Rebirth Slash!"
This "Soul Rebirth Slash" is definitely not an ordinary move, it is an extremely powerful and mysterious slash related to the soul. This power seems to be able to cross the long river of time and space, connecting the mystery of life and death, and can accurately guide the soul to the mysterious place of reincarnation.
If this chopping move hits the enemy, it will show its most terrifying power. It can use its powerful force, like an invisible sharp blade, to forcibly peel off the enemy's soul, instantly freeing it from the constraints of the flesh, and then being drawn into the mysterious passage leading to life and death, inevitably ending its current life form.