"This... what is this thing?" Bibi Dong was greatly shocked. Even the Asura Demon Sword couldn't break through the power of the Evil Spirit Pearl, yet this sword weakened so much evil energy the moment it was drawn. Could there really be a sword in this world stronger than the Asura Demon Sword?
Like the Evil Spirit Pearl, the Demon Supressing Sword had not become a martial soul, so it retained its full power. Now, the Demon Supressing Sword was also a super artifact, its quality not inferior to the Evil Spirit Pearl, and its opposing attributes made it especially effective in Tianlin's hands, enough to turn the tide once more.
"As expected, this sword truly belongs to you." Seeing the divine power of the Demon Supressing Sword stir, Di Tian gave a bitter smile, filled with envy. Though he was a master of the sword himself and loved the Demon Supressing Sword dearly, no matter how hard he tried, he could never gain its recognition; in fact, as a soul beast, he was even repelled by it.
This time, he could barely wield the Demon Supressing Sword only because he came to assist Tianlin, but he still could not unleash its true power.
"Senior Di Tian, thank you for your help this time. In the future, I will repay you generously." After thanking Di Tian, Tianlin turned resolutely to Bibi Dong, saying, "Bibi Dong, next, let's enter our third round. Watch how my Demon Supressing Sword breaks your Evil Spirit Pearl—Sword God!"
The strongest sword technique of Shu Mountain, Sword God, had already been mastered by Chen Xin, so naturally Tianlin had learned it as well and used it even more skillfully.
A phantom of the Sword God appeared behind him. The Demon Supressing Sword multiplied into thousands, and the previously unstoppable aura of the Evil Spirit Pearl was quickly forced back under the sword's domain. Sunlight poured down onto the land once more, warming all hearts.
Only after experiencing darkness does one truly appreciate the value of light. The people on the ground, previously trembling in fear—be they citizens of Heaven Dou City or soldiers of the Spirit Empire—all cheered at this moment.
Even though they couldn't see what was happening in the sky, everyone could feel that evil was retreating.
Ning Fengzhi showed a faint smile. "This battle is won by our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. From now on, no one can stop our sect from unifying the continent, nor can anyone prevent Xiao Tian from reaching the pinnacle of this world."
"Die, Bibi Dong!" Tianlin shouted angrily as thousands of swords flew together.
"I won't lose to you! Evil Spirit: Heavenly Wrath!" Bibi Dong did not dare to be careless, unleashing the ultimate move stored within the Evil Spirit Pearl—a super-powerful attack that gathered immense evil energy.
It was like an evil version of the Spirit Bomb.
Fortunately, Bibi Dong had not yet mastered much evil energy, or else this move would have no theoretical upper limit. If combined with the malice of the entire continent and the Seven Deadly Sins, this attack could vaporize the entire Douluo Realm, including the God Realm.
"I didn't expect you to master this move just after fusing with the Evil Spirit Pearl, Bibi Dong. You truly are a genius of your generation. Unfortunately, you're still too inexperienced."
The Evil Spirit: Heavenly Wrath had no upper limit, but also no lower limit. With just Bibi Dong's own malice powering it, Tianlin didn't take it seriously.
In the clash between Evil Spirit: Heavenly Wrath and the Sword God, Bibi Dong was at a complete disadvantage from the start. The divine power of the Demon Supressing Sword continued to tear apart the evil energy, as this sword was innately a nemesis to all things evil.
"Divine Sword Illuminates the Soul, Judging and Punishing Evil!"
Tianlin called out the true name of the Demon Supressing Sword—Zhaodan Sword, one of the divine weapons of the Nine Springs, from Zhaodan Spring, whose ability was to judge evil.
The previous Evil Sword Immortal had already been subjected to purification by the Divine Pool of the God Realm, which, in fact, referred to the Zhaodan Spring. In other words, the Zhaodan Spring was the bane of the Evil Sword Immortal.
"Zhaodan Spring? How could this world also contain the power of Zhaodan Spring!"
The Evil Sword Immortal inside the Evil Spirit Pearl was horrified. The previous Evil Sword Immortal had left him little, only obsessions with names like Feipeng and Zhonglou. Even though he didn't know who they were, just hearing those names filled him with rage.
But there was also his nemesis—Zhaodan Spring. If judged by Zhaodan Spring, everything would be over.
"Bibi Dong, give me your body. You cannot withstand Zhaodan Spring. Use my trump card; only then do we have a sliver of hope today." The Evil Sword Immortal's voice echoed in Bibi Dong's mind.
He used Bibi Dong's own voice, so she thought it was her own inner evil speaking. At this point, with the Evil Spirit Pearl possessing her, all goodness had been abandoned, and she was easily taken over.
"Hm?" Bibi Dong's aura changed dramatically. Tianlin immediately noticed and smiled. "Oh, it's you. Long time no see. So you survived my sword strike last time. But if you dare appear before me again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"You wretch! If not for someone gifting you the power of Zhaodan Spring, you would have died today for sure!" the Evil Sword Immortal cursed. "Fine, call this my loss. But you wait—one day, this world will fall into my hands. Evil Spirit: Heavenly Wrath, explode!"
The Evil Sword Immortal poured all the evil he had absorbed from slaughtering villages in the Slaughter City into this one final strike.
Finally, the forces of both sides reached equilibrium. A cataclysmic explosion erupted in the sky, blasting Di Tian, Qian Daoliu, and Chen Xin away.
After a long time, the sky gradually returned to calm. Bibi Dong was nowhere to be seen; that strike had gravely wounded her. She now needed to find a place to recover and would not be returning to the Spirit Hall anytime soon.
Tianlin looked up at the sky. Before him, tens of thousands of figures appeared—souls absorbed by the Evil Sword Immortal. They smiled at him, expressing their gratitude.
It was because of Tianlin's sword that they were freed from within the Evil Spirit Pearl.
"Sorry, I couldn't save you back then, nor could I avenge you just now," Tianlin said apologetically.
The villagers shook their heads. They all knew these things were not Tianlin's fault.
The Zhaodan Divine Sword emitted light, guiding them with the power of judgment. In the Douluo Continent, there were also gods who ruled over death; these souls would go to them for reward or punishment according to their deeds in life.
Soon, all the souls departed. Tianlin let out a long breath, the Demon Supressing Sword falling from his hand as he tumbled toward the ground.
How could anyone easily withstand the power of Evil Spirit: Heavenly Wrath, which gathered so much force? Bibi Dong was seriously wounded, but so was he—his internal organs damaged, evil energy invading his body, even his soul power ceasing to flow. Even the Ultimate Curse of Yin and Yang was unusable now.
For the first time, Tianlin had reached such an extreme limit.
Whoosh
Just as he was about to hit the ground, a beautiful figure flew in and caught him.
"Rongrong, I won!" Tianlin said, holding on to his last shred of consciousness.
"I know. I never doubted it. My Sword Brother is the strongest!" Ning Rongrong wept, both worried and excited.
Tianlin smiled and closed his eyes, falling into a deep coma.