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Chapter 402.

It was, of course, impossible for Wang Feng to rely solely on his body at that moment. If he attempted to absorb the blow directly, he would undoubtedly suffer a severe injury, and dodging it was out of the question. In desperation, he had no choice but to use the Qiankun Cauldron as a defense to block the sword strike.

Though the Qiankun Cauldron lacked the wide area defensive power of the Black Lotus, but it was more than sufficient for personal protection. However, it came at a cost—using it drained a significant amount of his soul power.

The large cauldron slowly descended into Wang Feng's palm, glowing with dazzling light. Sword Douluo stared at him, his gaze sharp, before launching another attack.

"It's just sword energy, right? I can do that too!" Wang Feng thought, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Indeed, during the brief exchange, Wang Feng had grasped the essence of Sword Douluo's sword energy. But that didn't mean he had learned the other's soul abilities.

Wang Feng refrained from using the [Universe Divine Light]. At Sword Douluo's speed, using that technique would only make it easier for the opponent to evade, exposing his soul skills. Soul abilities were best used at crucial moments—when the outcome truly depended on them.

This time, instead of attacking with his sword, Wang Feng chose to hold it.

He gripped the Armored Black Flying Sword. Although the two swords felt similar in their smoothness, the difference was palpable. The Armored Black Flying –Sword was driven by Wang Feng's mental power, while the sword he wielded now was powered by his physical and soul strength.

Soul power surged through Wang Feng's hand, quickly feeding into the Armored Black Flying Sword. The once fragmented flying sword now formed into a seamless whole, a real sword in every sense.

With a powerful thrust, he charged toward Sword Douluo.

Sword energy crackled through the air.

The two figures weaved together in the square, their movements like two long dragons, dancing and battling with deadly grace. Sword Qi spread across the entire area, and explosions of energy erupted from the fierce exchanges. It was so intense that the sound alone was enough to make one's scalp tingle. 

Few could have comprehended the speed of their attacks—such rapid and relentless strikes were beyond the reach of most Titled Douluos. Only Bone Douluo managed to follow their every move with clarity. Ning Fengzhi could catch glimpses of the action, though not as clearly.

The key difference was in the color of the sword energy: Wang Feng's was a fiery red, while Sword Douluo's was a brilliant silver.

With every strike, Wang Feng's injuries mounted. These were not simple wounds, they were the result of Sword Douluo's sword intent, each blow carrying the sharp sting of the –Seven Kill Sword's power. Wang Feng had intended to counter with the Ice Antispirit technique when Jian Douluo's Seven Kill Sword came for him, but it seemed Sword Douluo had anticipated that. His strikes never directly targeted Wang Feng's core; instead, each blow released sword aura, leaving behind countless injuries.

Wang Feng was impressed. Clearly, Sword Douluo had seen through his defense and was attacking with meticulous care.

Another clash rang out, and this time the Armored Black Flying Sword in Wang Feng's hand was shattered by the force of the blow.

It was no surprise—the attack power of Sword Douluo was overwhelming. Despite Wang Feng's combination of spiritual power and soul power, aided by the Armored Black Flying Sword, it wasn't enough to withstand the sheer might of the Seven Kill Sword's sword aura.

It's a pity... I don't have a proper sword, Wang Feng thought regretfully.

Although the Armored Black Thorns could combine into a powerful form, it wasn't truly a sword. After Wang Feng was sent flying, cracks appeared all over his white robe. However, Sword Douluo remained unscathed, not a single mark on his body. It was clear that Sword Douluo had the upper hand in this confrontation.

But Sword Douluo himself was shocked.

He discovered that he had several sword auras embedded within his own body. These sword auras, glowing with a faint blood-red light, each carried a distinct sword intent. Not only did they corrode his body, but they also affected his mind somewhat.

What kind of sword energy is this?

Sword Douluo couldn't help but feel a surge of fear. Has this White Pontiff learned my Seven Kill Sword Aura? But this aura is completely different. Each strand contains a unique sword intent... It's having a profound effect on me. He has taken so many of my moves, yet the sword energy in his body should have exploded, causing him to die... But there's no change at all. His hands are just... strange.

In reality, the sword energy within Sword Douluo body had been formed through the power of six blood lines like power he could control.

The seven blood patterns that came from cultivating the Dark Angel martial soul represented seven different fundamental emotions. Wang Feng had comprehended Sword Douluo's sword aura and infused the power of his bloodlines into the Armored Black Flying Sword, creating a unique sword to kill his enemies.

The results were clear—it was highly effective.

As for the sword energy inside his body, Wang Feng had absorbed it directly into his seventh blood pattern. This sword aura, which contained an extremely powerful killing intent, was perfectly absorbed by the seventh blood pattern.

The seventh blood line like mark had awakened after absorbing the Death God Domain earlier, and it seemed to have undergone a special transformation. Now, it was just absorbing the killing intent of Sword Douluo.

Thus, the second round of their confrontation came to an end.

Sword Douluo looked at the White Pontiff with an increasingly intense gaze.

The first time they had clashed, Sword Douluo hadn't thought much of his opponent, seeing him as lacking in strength, but extremely resilient. The combination of his fourth and fifth soul abilities hadn't caused any harm.

In this second round, the White Pontiff didn't even use the flying sword to fight. Despite sustaining many injuries, they were all minor, and he had recovered from them quickly. It was evident that his physique was extraordinary, even more so when he seemed to have imitated Sword Douluo's own Seven Kill Sword Aura. With every clash, sword energy entered his body, yet it was completely different from Sword Douluo's Seven Kill Sword Aura. This new sword qi was far more terrifying, containing distinct powers in every strike.

'This White Pontiff is very strong but his soul power is draining quickly in this state. His cauldron he hasn't used its soul abilities yet. That's strange. I must be very careful...'

Sword Douluo snorted slightly, his expression growing more focused as he used his soul power to purge the sword energy from his body. He was now preparing to use his true techniques.

Wang Feng, too, waited for his chance. As soon as Sword Douluo used his martial soul, Wang Feng was confident that he would be able to deploy the [Universe Divine Light]. At the very least, they could reach a draw.

Currently, Sword Douluo was much weaker than Golden Crocodile Douluo. Without using his Martial Soul True Body or his eighth-ninth soul ability, his power would be greatly diminished.

Wang Feng felt that it –would be better if Sword Douluo didn't use them at all.

Generally, the eighth-ninth soul abilities of a Titled Douluo required the Martial Soul True Body of the martial soul to be highly effective, maximizing their power. Qiankun Cauldron was the perfect counter to that. Under normal circumstances, Qiankun Cauldron might not hit often, but when facing the Martial Soul True Body of martial soul, it was nearly unavoidable due to its size.

And as expected, Sword Douluo's Seven Kill Sword suddenly grew larger, transforming into an enormous sword that stretched tens of meters long!

Wang Feng recalled that when Tang Hao used the Haotian True Body in the Supreme Pontiff's Palace, his Clear Sky Hammer expanded into a hundred-meter-long hammer, exuding immense power.

But Tang Hao had –a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, and the Martial Soul True Body of the Clear Sky Hammer had grown to such a colossal size because of that.

Sword Douluo, on the other hand, didn't have a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, but his sword was already enormous and terrifying!

"Seven Killing Sword True Body! Dad, he forced Grandpa Sword to use the Seven Killing Sword True Body..." Ning Rongrong exclaimed in shock. "Wasn't Grandpa Sword winning?"

Ning Fengzhi also frowned, his expression filled with confusion.

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