Chapter 341: The Seven Killing Sword Emerges, Ten Thousand Years of Edge Return
Against true powerhouses, even a few seconds could decide the outcome of battle.
"Yes. I've already made up my mind."
Zhong Li Wu's expression was solemn, his eyes unwavering, without a trace of regret.
"Opportunities for ascending to godhood are too rare now. Meanwhile, the spirit beasts and the Body Sect are growing stronger by the day. It may not be long before several new peak-level powerhouses emerge from their ranks."
"If we of the Holy Spirit Cult do not seek a path of our own, we will soon fall behind. For the future of the Holy Spirit Cult… I must take this gamble. What if fate truly favors me?"
Hearing this, Long Xiaoyao could only sigh silently.
Onstage, Ling Yun struck her gavel again. The murmurs of the crowd subsided instantly at the clear resonance of her voice.
Raising a hand to quiet the hall, her slender finger traced across the jade table before her, a subtle light of mystery flickering in her eyes.
"Honored guests, the Secret Realm Token just now was precious indeed," she said with a knowing smile, "but consider it only a prelude."
"The next item concerns legacy, concerns absolute power—a legend thought lost for ten thousand years."
As her words ended, the light curtain behind her came alive.
But unlike the hazy projection of the previous item, this image was sharp—showing a long sword floating silently in the void.
The blade was jet black, inscribed with faint blue patterns that shimmered like cold flame.
Though it was but an image, an overwhelming killing aura spilled from the projection, flooding the auction hall in an instant.
Several Soul King-level cultivators in the front rows instinctively released their martial souls to withstand the suffocating pressure.
"This is…"
Yan Shao Zhe of Shrek Academy straightened abruptly, his eyes locked on the blade's silhouette, fingers gripping the armrest of his chair.
Beside him, Xuan Zi's pupils contracted, the cloudiness in his eyes replaced by a sharp gleam. His thin, trembling finger pointed toward the light curtain.
"The Seven Killing Sword! That's the Seven Killing Sword! The martial soul of the Sword Douluo Chen Xin from ten thousand years ago—a weapon soul that embodied slaughter itself, capable of standing toe-to-toe with Ultimate Douluo!"
His words detonated in the room like thunder.
Xu Tiannan of the Sun Moon Empire, who had been brooding over losing the Secret Realm Token, snapped his head up, disbelief etched on his face.
"The Seven Killing Sword? The very martial soul said to have vanished with Senior Chen Xin's death? The Starry Sky Auction Pavilion can present that?"
"Incredible!"
Although he was already astonished by the Pavilion's ability to auction martial souls—something unprecedented on Douluo Continent—he had never imagined they would bring forth a weapon soul as mythical as the Seven Killing Sword.
Even if he had never witnessed its legend firsthand, historical accounts made clear—the Seven Killing Sword's might once rivaled that of the Clear Sky Hammer, the continent's greatest weapon soul of that age.
Xu Tiannan's eyes blazed as he stared at the sword on display.
Though he already possessed two martial souls, that didn't stop him from coveting it.
With the Seven Killing Sword, the Sun Moon Empire could raise a top-tier assault-type Douluo, surpassing all expectations.
Such an opportunity could not be missed.
Even Du Bushi of the Body Sect, usually brash and domineering, fell silent. His brows furrowed deeply as he studied the intricate engravings running along the sword's phantom form.
"Yes… that's the Seven Killing Sword. I've seen records of it before. Its aura of slaughter never fades—it's the pinnacle of assault-type weapon souls."
"They say Chen Xin once stood alone before the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's gates, using this very sword to repel several Titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall. His battle power was unmatched."
The entire hall erupted in excited voices.
For any faction, the value of a supreme martial soul far exceeded even the rarest heavenly treasures.
Rare resources could nurture one or two prodigies—but a top-tier martial soul could forge entire generations of powerhouses, solidifying a faction's strength for millennia.
And the Seven Killing Sword, famed for its offensive dominance, could fill the offensive void that plagued many sects.
Di Tian's golden eyes glimmered as he watched the sword's projection.
"The Seven Killing Sword of ten thousand years ago… Chen Xin was indeed a warrior worthy of respect. But now that this weapon soul resurfaces, it will surely set off another storm of blood."
The Ten Thousand Demon King beside him nodded. "Indeed. A martial soul of this caliber can drive any faction to madness."
"But now that our spirit beast clan can absorb human martial souls, perhaps we should bid for it as well. Imagine our race wielding such a top-tier weapon soul."
"What? A human's martial soul?" The Golden Dragon King looked puzzled. "What does that have to do with us?"
Though the Pavilion's ability to auction martial souls was already shocking, the idea that spirit beasts could use them was another matter entirely.
To him, martial souls were innate—a power granted only to humans. How could they possibly be attached artificially?
Yet he quickly realized that little in the Pavilion abided by conventional law.
Still, when he heard Di Tian suggest that spirit beasts could compete for human souls, confusion returned.
"The Starry Sky Auction Pavilion once sold Transformation Pills," Di Tian explained patiently. "When a spirit beast takes one, it can transform into human form without losing its combat strength. Moreover, the transformation is reversible—beast or human, at will."
"And those who've taken the pill can now absorb the Pavilion's martial souls—and even attach spirit rings to them, just like human masters."
The revelation left the Golden Dragon King momentarily speechless.
Never before had he imagined such a thing possible.
Spirit beasts and Spirit Masters had always followed entirely different cultivation paths—but the Pavilion had found a way to merge those systems seamlessly.
How could one not be awed?
"If that's true," he said at last, his golden eyes gleaming, "then this Seven Killing Sword must be ours."
"A weapon soul revered among humans—perhaps in the hands of a spirit beast, it will unleash a might unseen in this world."
He nodded lightly, a rare spark of excitement igniting in his voice.
He wanted to witness it himself—to see what kind of brilliance would erupt when a spirit beast wielded a human's strongest sword.
(END CHAPTER)
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