Boom! Boom! Boom!

Atop Seven Treasure Mountain, a battle shook heaven and earth.

The once-prosperous Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was almost leveled. Chen Xin and Golden Crocodile's attacks were so powerful that even the shockwaves could kill a Soul Douluo.

Apart from Ning Fengzhi with his Nine Treasure Divine Light Body Shield, no one dared approach.

But by now, the outcome was clear.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was covered in wounds, especially a deep sword cut on his shoulder.

With Ning Fengzhi's support, Chen Xin's stats far surpassed Golden Crocodile's, especially in attack.

Now, Chen Xin's title as the number one attacking Douluo was no mere name—he was truly the top.

"Eighth Spirit Skill: Move Mountains and Fill Seas!"

Chen Xin split off twelve sword shadows, each with eighty percent of his real body's attack power, all able to use sword techniques independently.

Counting his real body, thirteen Chen Xin's performed the final move of the Seven Kill Sword—Three Realms Annihilation.

Just the sword aura made Golden Crocodile Douluo struggle to breathe; this attack was likely unstoppable.

With the Sword Path of Slaughter, the Seven Kill Sword's power was far beyond what Tian Lin had used alone.

Thirteen figures attacked Golden Crocodile Douluo.

He used his soul rings and bones, unleashing his eighth spirit skill and trunk bone skill, barely blocking eleven sword shadows, but the twelfth pierced his abdomen, knocking him from the sky.

The thirteenth sword, wielded by Chen Xin himself, was next.

But just as he was about to decapitate Golden Crocodile, Chen Xin stopped, holding his sword at his neck.

"Chen Xin, are you trying to humiliate me? I lost, just kill me!" As a rank 98 titled Douluo, Golden Crocodile didn't fear death. He'd underestimated the Seven Treasure Sect and felt his defeat justified.

"I'm not killing you now, but I won't let you walk away!" Chen Xin sealed his soul power with a surge of sword energy, gravely injuring him.

At that moment, Gu Rong returned, carrying a captive— Falling Devil Douluo Jiang Jun.

The latter had exhausted himself in battle with Tian Lin and couldn't match Gu Rong, who'd been conserving his strength. Like Chen Xin, Gu Rong defeated but didn't kill, sealing his soul power.

"Lord Golden Crocodile and Falling Devil Douluo have lost!" In the sky, Spirit Kite Douluo lost her composure. Their two trump cards had fallen; the operation was a complete failure.

She was in dire straits, beset by two titled Douluo after Dugu Bo joined, already showing signs of defeat.

"Ninth Spirit Skill!"

At the crisis, she unleashed her strongest move—a terrifying wave of flame forced Yin Yang and Dugu Bo back.

But her real goal was to escape. Forcing them back, she quickly fled.

While fleeing, she ordered, "Everyone, retreat! The operation has failed! Full retreat!"

At the city gate, a two-headed snake and a poisonous flame dragon were fighting—the tool martial soul true forms of Snake Spear Douluo and the martial soul fusion of the Dragon-Serpent couple.

It was hard to tell who'd win, but as a result, Snake Spear Douluo had expended the least energy among the attacking Titled Douluo.

He too couldn't believe it—despite sending both Golden Crocodile and Falling Devil Douluo, they still lost.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's strength was unfathomable.

Only a fool would stay—if even Golden Crocodile lost, staying was suicide. Without hesitation, he escaped while his true form lasted.

The Dragon-Serpent couple wanted to chase, but Tian Lin stopped them. "No need to chase, seniors. He's not drained, and even if you catch up, it'll be hard to finish him quickly. Besides, I want him to deliver a message."

Tian Lin gathered soul power and shouted after Snake Spear Douluo, "She Long, pass this on: Golden Crocodile and Falling Devil Douluo are in our hands. If you want them back, let Qian Daoliu come alone to our sect in three days—he may bring a servant, in case he needs someone to collect his corpse."

Snake Spear Douluo, fleeing, was shocked by this audacity. Not only had they captured Golden Crocodile and Falling Devil Douluo, but they were also inviting the Grand Worship himself. Did they have a death wish?

The Grand Worship's power far surpassed Golden Crocodile's.

Though shocked, he didn't slow, already far away. As for the captives, he'd report it regardless.

With the status of those two, neither the Grand Worship nor the Pope could ignore it.

"Well then, let's finish off the rest." Tian Lin turned, eyes cold, facing the fleeing Spirit Hall and subordinate sect disciples.

Aside from the escaped Spirit Kite and Snake Spear Douluo, and the captured two, none would leave alive.

"Dragon-Serpent Seniors, your fusion skill's still active—kill as many as you can!"

"Alright!"

The poison flame dragon charged into the enemy ranks, slaughtering wildly—targeting Wind Sword Sect Master Feng Tianlei and Elephant Armored Sect Master Huyan Zhen, both high-level Soul Douluo.

Though formidable, facing a titled Douluo-level fusion attack was enough for them.

"Poison Dragon Flame!"

The giant dragon breathed deadly fire.

Huyan Zhen and Feng Tianlei could only join forces.

"Sixth Spirit Skill: Frenzied Destruction!"

"Wind Sword Technique: Clear Wind Shield."

They were peak-level Soul Douluo—against the Dragon-Serpent fusion, it was still hard to win.

At that moment, Qin Ming and Tian Lin appeared behind them.

"Teacher Qin, let's show them the power of the Emperor Battle Team." Tian Lin smiled. After another round of fighting, he was nearly spent. To quickly kill these top Soul Douluo, he had to work with others.

"Alright—Third Spirit Skill: Fire Wolf's Fury! Seventh Spirit Skill: Martial Soul True Body! First Spirit Skill: Gather Qi! Sixth Spirit Skill: Exploding Flame!"

Qin Ming unleashed four skills in a row, embodying the essence of the burst-attack soul master—one shot, one kill.

The explosive power of this move was already at the Soul Douluo level.