Chapter 748 742: Death of the White Tiger Beast Soul

In mid-air, a terrifying storm of energy raged relentlessly. The crowd below could only feel the powerful gales tearing at their bodies; some of the weaker Martial Artists were even swept away by the gusts.

The more powerful Martial Artists narrowed their eyes, staring in terror at the two Beast King Cannons that had been compressed into hemispheres. They couldn't help but lick their chapped lips. 'These two forces are simply too terrifying. Is this the power wielded by two great Ancient Divine Beasts and Fierce Beasts?'

CLANG…

Just as the crowd was reeling from the sheer energy contained within the two Beast King Cannons, a crisp sword cry suddenly rang out. A sharp Sword Qi instantly raged forth, tearing apart even the energy erupting from them.

"Look! What's that!" a Martial Artist cried out, pointing at the two massive Beast King Cannons. At his words, everyone turned to look. There, in front of the Beast King Cannons, Shen Haoran stood silently. At some unknown point, a pitch-black longsword had appeared in his hand, its blade gleaming with a cold edge. As the terrifying energy from the Beast King Cannons swept toward him, it was cleaved in two by the sharp Sword Aura and scattered to his sides.

"What sharp Sword Qi!" the crowd murmured, gazing at Shen Haoran's back.

At this moment, Shen Haoran's eyes were tightly shut, his mind replaying the scene before the gates of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. 'That Sword Qi, capable of splitting space itself—that is true Sword Qi. That is the true One Sword Asura!' Not only that, but the figure of Ni Jianshuang also surfaced in Shen Haoran's Sea of Consciousness. The Sword Techniques he had taught him replayed once more, and all the parts that had once been obscure and incomprehensible now became crystal clear.

"Now this is what you call a sword!" Shen Haoran's closed eyes snapped open, a smile playing on his lips. The sharp Sword Qi around him intensified abruptly. In that moment, Shen Haoran had comprehended the Sword Dao.

Back at the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Ni Jianshuang had force-fed him knowledge of the Sword Dao. That vast amount of information had been enough to allow Shen Haoran, someone who had never before encountered the Sword Dao, to condense Sword Qi. However, even after condensing Sword Qi, his understanding of the sword had been superficial due to his limited strength. Now that his power had broken through, the knowledge of the Sword Dao that once seemed so difficult had become simple.

"One Sword..." Shen Haoran slowly raised the Soul-devouring Sword. A murmur like a Brahma Sound escaped his lips, causing the people of Central City to fall into a momentary trance.

"...Asura..."

The next moment, Shen Haoran's murmur suddenly changed, turning sinister and cold. It made the listeners feel as if they had been plunged into Senluo Hell, their ears filled with the wails of ghosts and howls of demons.

"Slash!"

Shen Haoran roared as he looked at the two Beast King Cannons right before him. He fiercely swung the Soul-devouring Sword, and a colossal Sword Aura flared to life, striking down like a bolt of lightning. In that instant, the world lost its color. Everyone's eyes were fixed on that massive Sword Aura, as if it were the only thing left in the entire world.

The purplish-black Sword Aura whistled as it chopped down, striking the two Beast King Cannons hard. The cannons, which were emanating a terrifying pressure, were cut through as easily as cake, splitting in two before dissipating. The remaining Sword Qi tore through the void and instantly slammed into the White Tiger Beast Soul.

BOOM...

AWOOO...

A violent boom mixed with a pained cry erupted from the White Tiger Beast Soul. It had been struck hard by the colossal Sword Aura, and its body was slammed deep into the earth. To its sides, shattered stone flew into the air, and visible ripples of Powerful Qi spread outward, wreaking havoc. Wherever the sharp Sword Qi passed, boulders and trees alike were sliced clean in half, the cuts as smooth as mirrors.

"S-so... so powerful!" one person stammered, his voice trembling as he stared at the flying debris and swallowed hard.

In mid-air, Shen Haoran remained in the posture of having just swung his sword. The sharp Sword Intent raged around him for a moment before slowly dissipating. 'With this strike, I used all my strength. This is the true power of One Sword Asura!'

"Changmao, go!" Shen Haoran shouted weakly. The Spiritual Power in his body had been almost completely drained by that one strike. 'Even though I've unleashed the full power of One Sword Asura,' he knew, 'it's still impossible to kill a Tier Three Spirit Emperor Level White Tiger Beast Soul.'

Changmao didn't need the reminder. The instant the White Tiger Beast Soul was struck down, he shot forward, pouncing on it. Before the White Tiger Beast Soul could even react, Changmao had sunk his teeth into its neck.

ROAR!

With Changmao's teeth clamped on its neck, the already injured White Tiger Beast Soul roared, trying to break free from his massive jaws. But Changmao gave it no such chance, pinning the White Tiger Beast Soul firmly to the ground with all four limbs!

"Devour!"

A fierce glint flashed in Changmao's eyes. The Devouring Power in his mouth suddenly manifested, and the White Tiger Beast Soul's power began to slowly transfer into Changmao's body.

Feeling the power in its body constantly draining away, the White Tiger Beast Soul roared angrily, struggling to get rid of Changmao. But the sharp Sword Intent inside its body left it unable to exert its full strength.

ROAR!

The White Tiger Beast Soul roared angrily, then turned its head and bit down on Changmao's leg. It, too, began to devour the Beast Soul Power within Changmao. Both were Beast Souls, and both wanted to devour the other's power. Whoever could hold out to the end would be the winner.

Far from making him retreat, the White Tiger Beast Soul's counterattack only stirred the innate ferocity within Changmao's bones. The fur all over his body stood on end, his eyes turned crimson, and a dense, malevolent aura erupted from within him. An Emperor's aura also manifested, making the hearts of the onlookers tremble. This was the Taotie, leader of the Ancient Ten Fierce Beasts!

With this sudden outburst, the Devouring Power in Changmao's mouth surged. The energy within the White Tiger Beast Soul began to drain away even faster. Trying to compete with Changmao in devouring was sheer folly. After all, Changmao's innate Talent was devouring itself. With his bloodlust ignited, Changmao had gone completely berserk, and the White Tiger Beast Soul could not resist him at all.

Time passed, moment by moment. The White Tiger Beast Soul's form grew increasingly illusory as its power was severely depleted, and its struggles became weaker and weaker. In contrast, Changmao's form grew more and more solid, and the aura within his body surged without pause. Originally a Tier One Spirit Emperor, Changmao broke through to the Tier Two Spirit Emperor level after devouring the White Tiger Beast Soul's power. The White Tiger beneath his feet could only give him one last, hateful glare before dissipating in resentment.

ROAR!

Watching the gradually dissipating White Tiger Beast Soul, Changmao threw his head back and let out a long roar, like an Emperor descending upon the world...