What a terrifying Killing Domain… and it even carries an anti-spell effect!"
Qian Renxue's eyes turned cold. "Then let me show you my Angelic Domain!"
As she spoke, the seventh soul ring circling her body shone with a deep, oppressive black light.
"Martial Soul True Body!"
Black and gold—two utterly incompatible colors—clashed and intertwined. Soon, the black soul ring seemed to be swallowed whole, its darkness converted into radiant gold as her martial soul avatar fully erupted.
A dazzling brilliance engulfed her entire form. The angelic phantom behind her merged with her body, her skin and hair transforming into pure, radiant gold. Even her clothing dissolved in the light, replaced by holy flames that cloaked her like divine armor.
Her three pairs of snowy wings glowed gold from root to tip, each feather infused with divine fire.
In that instant, her aura surged skyward, rolling forth like a tidal wave. The pressure she released was no less than that of the Serpent Spear Douluo or the Porcupinefish Douluo—true Titled Douluo.
The power of a martial soul avatar was directly tied to the quality of the martial soul itself. The higher the martial soul's grade, the greater the amplification. For top-tier martial souls, the seventh soul skill wasn't just a boost—it was the revelation of their true power.
And now, Qian Renxue's Six-Winged Angel—already the pinnacle of martial souls—reached its absolute peak under the Avatar state.
Arms spread wide, her body formed the image of a radiant cross, her head tilted back as a clear, resonant cry burst from her lips.
The golden light exploded outward, expanding faster than the eye could follow. In a blink, it engulfed thousands of square meters of sky, swallowing Chen Feng whole.
This was the true form of her Angelic Domain.
Within that holy radiance, Chen Feng immediately felt suffocated. His senses were crushed, his perception confined to only ten meters around his body. Even his spiritual detection was smothered.
"Elders, step back," Qian Renxue's voice echoed like divine judgment. "Allow me to personally weigh the strength of this so-called inheritor of the Asura God."
The Porcupinefish Douluo and Serpent Spear Douluo exchanged a glance before retreating swiftly. Even without her order, they dared not intervene rashly.
On the other side, Poison Douluo and Yang Wudi rushed over, battle intent sharp in their eyes. The clash between Chen Feng and Qian Renxue had drawn their attention long ago. Standing close behind Chen Feng, they were ready to support him at any moment.
And from afar, two more dragon-like roars split the skies—Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo appeared alongside Ning Fengzhi, shielding the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace from collateral destruction.
At this point, all eyes turned to the confrontation. They wanted to see: what level had the heir to the Six-Winged Angel—the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall—truly reached?
Chen Feng, however, did not waver under her oppressive radiance.
Taking a single heavy step forward, the seventh scarlet soul ring on the Seven Kill Sword flared like blood aflame.
A hundred-thousand-year God-bestowed soul ring.
The Martial Soul Avatar erupted—an immense scarlet phantom materialized behind Chen Feng, its appearance identical to his own, but infinitely more domineering, gripping a blood-red sword that radiated death itself.
"Martial Soul True Body—open!"
"Killing Domain—release!"
The blood-hued domain surged forth, thick with killing intent and tyrannical force, colliding head-on with the holy Angelic Domain.
Like oil against fire, the scarlet aura spread rapidly, consuming the golden light with unnatural ease.
The Killing Domain felt like it was born to suppress the Angelic Domain. In that instant, all of Qian Renxue's suppressive effects on Chen Feng shattered.
When domains clashed, the deciding factors were simple: soul power and martial soul quality.
The Seven Kill Sword, already on par with the Clear Sky Hammer, had been elevated further through the trials of the Asura God—its quality even surpassed Qian Renxue's Six-Winged Angel. And unlike her, Chen Feng's cultivation had already integrated the godly inheritance.
With both at the same Soul Sage level, Qian Renxue had no hope of winning this clash.
In mere moments, Chen Feng's scarlet domain forced the Angelic Domain into retreat.
The anti-spell effect of the Killing Domain activated once more—Qian Renxue's soul skills were suppressed, reduced to half their original strength.
"Do you feel it now, Qian Renxue?" Chen Feng's voice cut through the blood mist, calm yet commanding. "Even Titled Douluo would be suppressed within my Killing Domain. Do you still wish to continue this fight?"
"I've never thought of you as my enemy. Why can't we just sit down and talk?"
Qian Renxue's expression shifted, her golden face dark with turmoil.
Yes—by now, the difference was clear. Though they had yet to fight to the death, defeat was inevitable. If Chen Feng had used the blade instead of the flat of his sword earlier, she might already be dead or crippled.
But the unwillingness in her heart burned hotter than ever.
All her life, she had been the peerless genius who looked down on others. Never once had she been suppressed—until today.
Taking a deep breath, she clenched her sword of flame and said coldly:
"One final strike. If you can withstand it, I'll admit defeat… and speak with you openly."
"Come, then."
Chen Feng nodded. Strong always recognized strong. Without breaking her pride, there could be no true conversation.
Behind him, the towering scarlet phantom merged with his body. In that instant, it was as if the true God of Asura had descended upon the mortal world. His aura grew boundless, enough to make even Titled Douluo's hearts tremble.
Opposite him, Qian Renxue poured everything into her trump card—the evolved skill born from her Angelic Domain: Angel's Descent.
Her body turned ethereal, her form enveloped in flame. A golden longsword of pure divine fire condensed in her hand.
"Fifth Soul Skill—Sacred Sword!"
Golden brilliance streaked through the sky as she dove down like a meteor.
Chen Feng exhaled slowly, focusing all of himself into the Seven Kill Sword.
"Seven Kill Secret Art—Kill!"
The black-red blade carved through the void, inscribing a massive blood-red character—杀 (Kill).
The sheer destructive power tore the very fabric of space.
The two divine strikes clashed.