The effect of the Illusionary Space, under the user's control, could enhance allies' mental strength by twenty percent, while also establishing a mental network that allowed for telepathic communication, preventing them from getting lost in the illusion.
For enemies, however, it induced a hallucinatory effect, causing disorientation and progressively weakening their mental strength through constant illusions.
Yet, this mental network had a minor loophole.
Apart from Tang Sui's currently displayed soul skill panel abilities, everyone else's present capabilities were unreservedly transmitted into Tang San's mind.
Transmitting thoughts through mental power was immeasurably faster than speaking.
As soon as Ning Rongrong unleashed this soul skill, the Shrek Six Monsters were instantly connected into a single entity.
The word "kill," capable of tearing space, quietly vanished within the misty, hazy surroundings. Yet, Chen Xin's extremely faint voice echoed from all directions.
"In the face of absolute strength, all skills are illusions."
In everyone's perception, a giant sword appeared horizontally in the air, and a colossal humanoid phantom, five meters tall, materialized – it was Chen Xin's likeness.
He stood, holding his sword in one hand, his body moving with a grace that seemed to follow the principles of heaven and earth. The colossal Seven Killing Sword swung out.
"Crack—!"
At this moment, it was as if the Seven Killing Sword had drained all surrounding power. Whether it was Tang San's dual domains, Tang Sui's twin domains hidden within the dense fog, or the Illusionary Space created by Ning Rongrong's Illusionary Wisdom Head Bone, all were instantly shattered.
Like a broken record, with a "crack," everything around them suddenly became clear again.
Ning Rongrong, whose face had turned pale from the backlash of the sword intent, almost failed to maintain her companions' support effects.
The environment and domains vanished, but Chen Xin's phantom, wielding the giant Seven Killing Sword, did not.
However, the colossal sword in his hand was not pointed at them. Instead, it was directed at the void. With a slight flick of his wrist, six swords were unleashed in one fluid motion.
"Witness this, this is the true Seven Killing Sword!"
A word "kill," ten times larger than before, materialized in the sky, causing wind and clouds to shift! The entire horizon was instantly covered by a dense layer of dark clouds, and the light grew more murky and dark. Only the imposing aura emanating from the black, menacing "kill" character hovering above was as conspicuous as a luminous pearl in the night.
The mere pressure it exuded, before it even drew near, forced Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar to simultaneously drop to one knee.
Despite their combined strength, they could not withstand this oppressive aura.
Bending their knees and managing to stay upright, Tang San grunted, a wisp of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Tang Sui, frantically circulating her demonic power to counteract the pressure, also stood with a pale face, her posture ramrod straight in the eye of the storm. She was like a lighthouse, deeply rooted in the turbulent sea, shining brightly at the center of roaring waves, indestructible no matter how terrifying the storm.
Her bones creaked under the immense pressure.
While enduring with difficulty, Chen Xin's voice resounded in each of their ears.
"Are you surprised? That's because once soul power reaches level ninety-five, it undergoes a qualitative change."
"With each increase in level, the martial soul evolves. At such a realm, one is no longer bound by soul skills but can merge with one's martial soul at any time."
"Back then, that person from the Spirit Hall, by completely merging with his martial soul, managed to block nine 'kill' characters from my father. With his Angelic soul power, he injured my father internally, leading to his death."
"Therefore, while skill is important, the enhancement of soul power is fundamental. Without the backing of immense power, even the best soul skills and spirit bones cannot be utilized to their full potential."
"Th-ank y-ou, se-nior, f-or y-our g-uidance, b-ut..." Tang San uttered the trembling words, syllable by syllable, through his cracked lips. Under the immense pressure, he arduously turned his head to look at Tang Sui.
Tang Sui raised her hand and instantly deactivated her offensive form.
Her second soul skill in its normal form was unlocked, its cooldown period reset when her martial soul true body was activated.
"Second soul skill, Benevolent Visage!"
"Killing God Domain skill, Killing God Charge!"
The moment the healing light fell upon him, Tang San condensed all his killing intent to his side and, with all his might, strode towards Tang Sui.
"Hum—"
The offensive form reactivated, and her momentarily weakened aura surged again.
She used her demonic power as a point to break open a passage, her figure gracefully emerging and intertwining with Tang San's outstretched long fingers.
"Snap!"
"Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Tai Xu!"
Black and red mist erupted, rapidly eroding the sword intent filling the space and engulfing their figures. Only their thirteen soul rings flickered with dazzling light within the black fog.
"Buzz buzz—"
Two yellow, one purple, and three black soul rings flew up from Tang San's body and merged with Tang Sui's seven soul rings.
The young man was tall and slender, with a sharp jawline and pale skin. His pair of jet-black eyes were as cold as ice, but upon closer inspection, a subtle hint of dark red flowed deep within them.
Like blood-red hues spreading in the night, they exuded an ominous and dark aura.
Chen Xin, having returned to his human form, swept his gaze over the youth standing motionlessly within the black and red mist. His usually calm and indifferent expression was finally tinged with a hint of solemnity and fighting spirit. He glanced alertly to the side, where, silently, the girl had appeared behind him at some unknown time.
Blue and black, like light and shadow, were layered to form a light and magnificent skirt.
The deep shadows emanating from the mist spread across the uneven ground, turning it a pitch-black hue.
Raven-black hair cascaded obediently down her back, tied into a bow with a ribbon as red as blood, its ends trailing long, subtly blending with the dark red tips of her hair.
On her refined face, both familiar and unfamiliar, her pair of scarlet pupils churned with a sinister darkness, like flowing, viscous blood. She appeared like a demon wearing an exquisite skin, completely beyond the realm of humanity, exuding a danger even greater than Tang San’s!
"Whoosh—"
Black and red threads of light emerged from the darkness on the ground, coiling around the girl's fair ankles like light and soft silk, occasionally brushing against her legs.
The heavy shadows on the ground gently kissed her snow-white feet, willingly prostrating themselves at her feet and flattening everything she stepped upon.
"It's been a while since I've seen Little San and Sui Sui's Martial Soul Fusion Skill."
Oscar, having just been pushed to a safe distance by a force, spoke with some excitement. The surge of emotion tugged at his injured chest, causing him to wince in pain.
"Interesting." A smile of battle intent appeared on Chen Xin's face.
The pressure Tang San and Tang Sui were exerting on him now, with all the buffs, was already comparable to that of a Titled Douluo around level ninety-three!
—Aside—
For some reason, a phrase came to mind: To wear a crown, one must bear its weight. Wuhu!