Chapter 34 The Majestic Imperial Power, the Human Emperor's Proof of the Dao!
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Ning Fengzhi's expression was somewhat off, and his legs were swaying slightly.
If it weren't for Sword Bone Douluo using his soul power to help him withstand some of the pressure, he would probably have lost his composure in front of the sect disciples.
Ning Fengzhi looked incredulous: "Dean Zhang Yi has a second martial soul? The Xuanyuan Sword, the Human Emperor's Holy Sword, can possess such power even through the heavens?!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword Qi automatically protected his body, emitting a buzzing sound.
He stared intently at the Xuanyuan Sword and said in a deep voice: "Xuanyuan Sword, I can feel that this sword is not a weapon of slaughter, but a weapon of establishing the dynasty! Its power lies in its momentum, in its Dao, not in pursuing killing. It has achieved the ultimate in this aspect! Even my Seven Kill Sword feels a sense of... submission in front of this weapon!"
Bone Douluo Gu Rong grinned, originally wanting to say something joking, but found that his Bone Dragon Martial Soul was trembling slightly.
In the end, she could only mutter, "This human divine weapon is damn domineering!"
Spirit Hall, Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong sat high on the Papal throne, her peerless Douluo-level soul power autonomously circulating, forming a purplish-black halo around her to resist the overwhelming imperial might.
Even so, her face was still extremely ugly, her nails almost digging into her flesh.
"The Xuanyuan Sword, the symbol of the Human Emperor, a human divine weapon... This Dean actually possesses such a martial soul, a dual martial soul holder, he's simply a chosen one!"
Bibi Dong felt a tightness in her chest, sensing an absolute attribute restraint.
Her Death and Soul Devouring Spider Emperor martial souls, before this holy imperial might, had their soul-devouring evil aura completely suppressed.
She had a premonition that if she faced this Dean before becoming a Rakshasa God, her chances of winning would probably be less than 10%, no exaggeration!
The Xuanyuan Sword had an extreme suppressive power against evil spirits, just as good cannot prevail over evil.
Hall of Offerings.
Qian Daoliu stood silently, the phantom of his six-winged angel martial soul faintly visible behind him, his divine aura rivaling the imperial pressure.
Golden light flashed in his eyes as he murmured, "The legendary Holy Sword of Humanity truly exists! This child possesses twin heaven-defying martial souls, one for creating civilization, the other for ruling humanity..."
"It's almost as if he's destined by heaven. Is his fate and fortune truly superior to our Spirit Hall?"
Even he, the High Priest of the Angel God, felt unprecedented pressure, even questioning his own existence.
The experts of the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were deeply shaken, completely extinguishing any thought of opposing the Collapse Academy.
On Shrek Academy's side, Flander, Zhao Wuji, and the others were drenched in sweat, the students staggering and unable to stand steadily.
Only Tang San, relying on his Mysterious Heaven Skill and the Blue Silver Grass that grew from the ground, barely managed to maintain his balance, but his eyes were filled with horror.
He murmured to himself, "Twin martial souls can be this powerful. If I become this dean's disciple and cultivate diligently, can I reach that level?"
"However, I already have Teacher Yu Xiaogang. If I go to find another teacher..."
"No, even if I don't become a disciple, as long as I successfully join the Honkai Academy, I can still learn from this dean. Maybe he will even take me as his disciple because I also have twin martial souls!"
"A student cannot actively seek out multiple teachers, but if a peerless Douluo wants to take me as his disciple, I believe no one in the world would dare to say a word. This world is just that cruel."
Tang San clenched his fists, looking towards Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong leaned on each other, forming a pincer movement to avoid collapsing.
Their pale faces revealed that they had exerted all their strength to resist this special domain.
Honkai Academy, Martial Arts Arena.
As the golden pillar of light slowly disappeared, the Xuanyuan Sword in Zhang Yi's hand transformed into specks of golden light, merging into his body.
The nine red-gold spirit rings also retracted.
Only then did the suffocating imperial pressure dissipate, allowing everyone to breathe normally.
"Sorry, it's been too long since I've unleashed this spirit, I couldn't control it a bit."
Zhang Yi sheathed his weapon, his face bearing a warm smile, still as approachable as ever.
It was as if the illusory image of the human emperor that had made one want to bow down was merely an illusion.
"Dean, your second spirit is terrifying!" Theresa patted her chest, still shaken.
Himeko looked at Zhang Yi with a complicated expression: "Now I believe that if you, Dean, want to unify the continent in the future, you probably won't even need to fight. You can just take your sword and go for a walk."
Fu Hua nodded slightly, her eyes filled with approval: "The Supreme Holy Sword chooses its master. For the Dean to gain the sword's approval, isn't that a kind of destiny?"
Rita bowed gracefully, her beautiful eyes shining even brighter: "Dean, wielding the Supreme Sword of Humanity, if you were to become a god as the Human Emperor in the future, you might even create a position of godhood unprecedented in the history of Douluo!"
Zhang Yi smiled, unconcerned, and said: "It's not as mystical as you all make it out to be. I..." "Far from it. As for the path to godhood that Rita mentioned, that's definitely the most difficult of all the conditions for becoming a god. Who knows, it might even require unifying the Douluo Continent. Do you believe I can achieve that?"
His gaze returned to Fu Hua, filled with anticipation: "Fu Hua, only the top three spots are left on the Martial Soul Ranking. You really surprised me; I didn't expect you to make it into the top three."
Fu Hua shook her head with a smile, replying, "Dean, you flatter me. I was just lucky. I'm not as amazing as you make me out to be."
Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Fu Hua, their gazes filled with curiosity and awe.
Even Li Sushang couldn't hold back, staring intently at her old friend, bluntly criticizing:
"You're one of the few martial artists in Shenzhou who can defeat me. If even you're so modest, other martial artists might as well just slit their throats. What's the point of practicing martial arts?" As soon as Li Sushang finished speaking, a clear phoenix cry pierced the sky, resounding throughout the entire Douluo Continent.
The martial soul phenomenon of the third-ranked person on the Martial Soul Ranking had begun to appear!
Above the heavens, the majestic imperial might of the Xuanyuan Sword, the divine weapon of the human race, which had secured its dominance over all directions, had not yet completely dissipated. Suddenly, an incomparably scorching ring of fire exploded in the sky, like a blooming crimson lotus in flames. Then, countless orange-red, fiery feathers slowly coalesced into a sacred bird resembling a phoenix—the Crimson Kite!
These countless feathers were not ordinary phoenix feathers, but a special artifact called Feather Crossing Dust, capable of traversing the river of time and leaving time anchors in various places—the Eighth Divine Key.
The combination of these two elements allowed Fu Hua to adapt and evolve in this world, fusing her original "Crimson Kite" power with the spiritual power of "Feather Crossing Dust" to form her ultimate martial soul—[Crimson Kite Crossing Dust]!
At the very center of these feathers, a beautiful figure gradually emerged—none other than Fu Hua, the Martial God of the Divine Land with a lifespan of fifty thousand years!
A guardian deity of the Divine Land, a living legend and epic, a walking arsenal of martial arts!
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