Chapter 631: Feihuang's True Strength: Catching the Demon Sword with Two Fingers

"Oh? So the nine rings have finally all detonated? In that case, whether you can beat me or not, you are dead for sure!" Nan Feihuang laughed.

With Tang Chen's current body, using the nine-ring detonation was like a flash in the pan; although it boosted his power to a level nearly invincible beneath the gods for a short time, once this power faded, he would inevitably die a miserable death.

"Today, though I die, I am still the Clear Sky Douluo who looks down upon the world. I will remove you, this great enemy, for the Clear Sky Sect," Tang Chen said resolutely.

He had not given up hope; as long as Tang San was still alive, and as long as Tang San became the new Asura God, then the Clear Sky Sect would surely be able to rise again.

Before that, he could not let Nan Feihuang, Tang San's greatest rival, continue to live.

After the nine-ring detonation, Tang Chen's power rose to a level that could be called invincible beneath the gods in a short time, already slightly surpassing Nan Feihuang.

Unfortunately, it was only a slight superiority in his normal state.

"Nan Feihuang, go to hell, Great Sumeru Hammer (Sword)!" Tang Chen understood that this state of his could not last long, and competing with Nan Feihuang in technique was suicide, so he simply staked his entire power to unleash his strongest ultimate move, seeing if he could kill Nan Feihuang instantly.

"In the end, it's still the Great Sumeru Hammer. I don't know if the Asura God would be angered to death if he saw you using the Asura Demon Sword like this," Feihuang laughed.

Watching the Asura Demon Sword become as huge as to blot out the sky, Feihuang calmly extended two fingers, channeling soul power into them. Within his eyes, a cyan-blue radiance emerged, and under that cyan-blue radiance, a suit of armor appeared on Feihuang's body. At the same time, behind Feihuang, a city seemed to loom, and only one character could be vaguely seen: Tiger...

"Boom!"

The entire sky turned black in an instant, and for a hundred miles around, everything was covered by the terrifying, pitch-black godly power of the Asura Demon Sword.

Tang San, who was fleeing frantically, felt this incomparably powerful force and was filled with excitement, for he knew that it must be his great-grandfather unleashing the godly power of the Asura God. This time, Nan Feihuang was surely dead.

As long as Nan Feihuang died, everything would still have hope.

So he no longer cared about the army, Dai Mubai, or even the Tang Sect; he just wanted to flee the battlefield frantically.

He still had a future, a beautiful future of becoming the Asura God, and before that, he had to survive.

"Little brother!" Nan Feiling looked at the sky anxiously.

This power in the sky was truly too vast, exceeding even her mother's by dozens of times; she had never seen such a terrifying fluctuation.

She even wanted to fly up to take a look, but was pressed down by Dian Wei's large hand.

The one hundred thousand Star Luo troops had already had seventy thousand slaughtered by him. The remaining thirty thousand were terrified by his killing, and with even their commander-in-chief and strategist, Dai Mubai and Tang San, fleeing, how could they dare to face the crazed Dian Wei?

"Princess, do not worry. A little power like this is not enough to pose a threat to the Lord," Dian Wei was the one with the highest realm among everyone present.

He surpassed Tang Chen and Nan Feihuang, and even if a god descended, they would not be able to compare to him in terms of realm.

He understood very well how much power Nan Feihuang possessed; it could be said that there were absolutely no opponents left for him in the human world, it was just a matter of how much of his power could be forced out.

"Really, Han Han?" Nan Feiling still looked at the sky with great worry; in her heart, as someone with a brother complex, her brother was more important than anything.

Dian Wei nodded, "Princess, please trust this general. The victory of the war is already in our grasp. With the Lord and the Empress currently away, Your Highness should now, in the capacity of a Princess, help Wenruo gather the surrendered troops as much as possible."

Nan Feiling was the only member of the Gulei Empire's royal family here; there was indeed no one more suitable than her to persuade the defeated soldiers to surrender.

Nan Feiling nodded. She discovered that Dian Wei seemed to have grown a lot, not just in strength, but in intelligence as well.

Thinking back to when he was six years old, he was still a guy who couldn't even speak clearly.

But now, he was a Title Douluo and peerless Battle General with profound power, bravery, and a mastery of military strategy, which truly made her feel proud. After persuading Nan Feiling, Dian Wei stepped into the Chase Tiger Across the Ravine movement technique and chased again in the direction where Tang San and Dai Mubai were fleeing.

No matter what, he had to leave at least one of them behind today.

Leaving Tang San behind would solve future worries, while leaving Dai Mubai behind would quickly end this war.

Star Luo's cruel heir selection method certainly made the final winning prince extremely outstanding, but the problem was also significant, because if anything happened to that prince, Star Luo would be completely left without successors.

Dai Mubai would be the key person for them to restrict the Star Luo Empire. Unless the Star Luo Empire wished for the already crippled Dai Weisi to be emperor, they would have to care about Dai Mubai's life.

But in an empire where the strong are respected, letting a cripple be emperor would inevitably lead to court dissent and military chaos.

Dian Wei saw this point very clearly; catching Dai Mubai would speed up the end of the war.

If things went smoothly on the Empress's side and the White Tiger Great Emperor was also caught or dealt with, it would be even easier to secure the final victory in one go.

In the sky, above the clouds.

Tang Chen's all-out slash finally came to an end, and the figure of Nan Feihuang, wrapped in dark black godly power, was gradually revealed.

Tang Chen was very confident in this desperate strike of his. Even Qian Daoliu, who borrowed the Angel God's power, or Bo Saixi, who borrowed the Sea God's power, could not block his full-strength strike using a Super Artifact under the nine-ring detonation.

"What a grand ultimate move, the power is not bad. At least, it forced out two of my trump cards," Feihuang's voice came.

The tone was indifferent; let alone being killed, he didn't even look like he had a single injury.

"What?" Tang Chen was shocked. Nan Feihuang had actually survived under the Asura Demon Sword. He did not believe it and immediately wanted to pull back the demon sword to slash again.

His mindset was quite stable; although surprised, he did not collapse.

He knew that the duration of his nine-ring detonation state was very short, and he had no time to be surprised or angry. While the power was still there, he would strike as many times as he could. If one sword couldn't kill Nan Feihuang, then two or three would.

But at this moment, Tang Chen discovered that the Asura Demon Sword could not be pulled back.

When Feihuang's figure was completely revealed, he realized that the blade of the Asura Demon Sword was actually clamped by Nan Feihuang's index and middle fingers.

He had blocked his strongest attack with the power of just two fingers.

The nine-ring detonation had detonated for nothing.

In reality, Feihuang had not blocked it as easily as Tang Chen saw; he had used two of his trump cards to block it.

The first was the soul bone armor, which could be called one of the most powerful ultimate skills in the first Douluo series, especially Feihuang's armor, which was composed of two million-year Ice and Fire Dragon King Bones, plus an External Spirit Bone that had already reached a million years, and four Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones.

At this moment, the defensive power of this armor had completely reached a level comparable to an artifact. No matter how strong the Asura Demon Sword was, Tang Chen could not unleash its true power, and he still could not break Feihuang's defense.

But the soul bone armor could only ensure Feihuang did not die; the reason Feihuang could block the Asura Demon Sword with one hand was not actually that, but rather Feihuang's currently strongest trump card, which he had only successfully comprehended after reaching the Quasi-God realm.

"Urgh... Ah...!!!"

Just at this moment, Tang Chen suddenly began to wail frantically. His face was covered in scarlet blood-red energy, just like when he had turned into the Slaughter King years ago.

Feihuang laughed, "Hehe, using ring detonation with a body like that—if you couldn't kill me in one strike, now you're suffering the backlash!"

(End of chapter)