Seek my own destruction?
Tianlin was speechless. No wonder this Evil Sword Immortal was born from Qian Xunji's arrogance—they were exactly alike.
"Your strength is decent. If you're willing to open your spiritual sea and let me leave a mark, serving me from now on, I'll spare your life," the Evil Sword Immortal boasted.
Tianlin sighed inwardly. "Of all people, why choose Qian Xunji as your base? He must have brain damage."
"Xiao Tian, is this the Evil Sword Immortal? I thought he'd be like your father-in-law's level. But this guy's IQ is so low," Skydream Iceworm piped up. "The truly dangerous opponents are cunning and smart. This one's just arrogant—he's doomed."
"What can you do? Qian Xunji is brainless, Bibi Dong is obsessed with love, and this guy inherited all their worst traits. He's nothing compared to the original Evil Sword Immortal from Shu Mountain," Tianlin mocked.
He looked down on both of them, so likewise, he looked down on their creation.
Regaining his composure, Tianlin panted, "Qian Xunji, I don't care how you survived, but now that you're here, you can die all over again."
"Stubborn fool. Even though your strength is near Ultimate Douluo, you just fought the Slaughter King and have exhausted yourself. You're no match for me!" The Evil Sword Immortal unfurled six Fallen Angel wings, revealing nine red soul rings.
Nine 100,000-year rings! His IQ was questionable, but his strength was real. Tianlin sensed immense grievance energy from those rings.
He guessed these were Qian Xunji's original rings, transformed by the Evil Sword Immortal's ability to absorb evil and strengthen soul rings, feeding back into himself.
He probably also possessed one or two of Bibi Dong's martial souls. If he managed to devour the Seven Deadly Sins Gods as planned, he could become a triple-martial-soul, triple-god-ring being—possibly invincible, even to the Five Great God Kings.
That was likely the new Evil Sword Immortal's true goal.
At this moment, his Fallen Angel's sixth ring lit up. Against Tianlin, he considered a sixth skill sufficient—it was, after all, a 100,000-year skill.
"Those who defy me shall be corrupted under the light of the Fallen Angel—Angel Demon Sword!"
A massive Fallen Angel phantom appeared, forming a black vortex and drawing forth a pitch-black sword. The Fallen Angel swung it at Tianlin.
Tianlin teleported into the sky, dodging. The sword struck the ground, ripping a chasm thousands of meters long and five hundred meters deep.
But the sword didn't vanish. The Evil Sword Immortal locked onto Tianlin and swung again.
Tianlin smiled. The enemy had taken the bait. From the start, Tianlin had feigned weakness to exploit the Evil Sword Immortal's arrogance, luring him to use only mid-level skills. Tianlin planned to counter with his own ultimate move for a surprise kill.
Though not the most honorable method, this was war, not a tournament. Tianlin's priority was to kill the enemy as efficiently as possible.
Judging from the previous attack, the Evil Sword Immortal's move was strong, but no stronger than his master's Seven Kill Sword Art—not enough to beat Tianlin's Heaven and Earth Primordial Spirit Slash.
With that, Tianlin ascended to about 7,000 meters altitude. The Evil Sword Immortal, thinking he was fleeing, chased after him.
At last, Tianlin stopped. "This should do. Die, Qian Xunji! Ninth Soul Skill: Heaven and Earth Eternal—Annihilate All Creation! Heaven and Earth Primordial Spirit Slash!"
As his ninth ring shone with dark golden light, a terrifying pressure filled the sky, forcing the Evil Sword Immortal to halt. He felt a mortal threat.
He was stunned. With half-god power, only Di Tian and the still-recovering Silver Dragon King should rival him—no one else on the continent, not even Bo Saixi (except at sea), should threaten him.
Yet the power Tianlin gathered was at least equal to, if not greater than, his own.
A giant sword formed, so immense its length was unclear, piercing the heavens and extending into space. Tianlin hadn't lied—this strike could decimate even a million-man army, and some lesser gods might fall to it.
That's why he had come to high altitude—to avoid catastrophic collateral damage.
At this moment, Tianlin was the strongest human on the Douluo Continent. Even Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong, and Bo Saixi were no match for him now.
"Slash!"
With that, a storm erupted around Tianlin, clouds scattering under the sword's might.
He gave the Evil Sword Immortal no time to react. Aside from support skills, most ninth-level attacks couldn't be cast instantly. The Evil Sword Immortal had no time to switch to his own ninth skill—he could only block with his sixth.
But when the Angel Demon Sword met the Heaven and Earth Primordial Spirit Slash, it shattered instantly. Only then did the Evil Sword Immortal realize he'd been tricked—Tianlin had exploited his arrogance for a fatal surprise attack.
"Damn it! Killing me won't be so easy." At the moment of death, the Evil Sword Immortal's form shifted from Qian Xunji to Bibi Dong.
"Die!" Tianlin's sword descended, splitting the Evil Sword Immortal from head to toe.
The immense pressure completely obliterated his body, leaving only dust.
"We won! That Heaven and Earth Primordial Spirit Slash is so strong, Xiao Tian! With that move, you've reached god-level power. Even a non-combat god like the God of Joy might fall to your sword!" Skydream Iceworm cheered. "Haha! The Evil Sword Immortal is completely gone. Nüwa's descendant will be thrilled when she hears the news."