For Her Own Good

Judging by appearances alone, no one would have thought the little girl before them was one of the Holy Spirit Cult's Four Heavenly Kings.

She looked eighteen or nineteen, with a pair of big, innocent, adorable eyes. Her hair was done up in twin buns, and her figure was petite and lovely, only about one meter sixty tall. In a short top and skirt, her fair arms and thighs exposed, her whole person seemed brimming with youthful energy.

Anyone fooled by her appearance would die a very miserable death. No one who could become a Heavenly King of the Holy Spirit Cult was anything kind.

She had the cultivation of a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo, and her Spiritual Power had even reached the late stage of the Spirit Domain Realm, higher than that of some Demi-God Limit Douluo.

Her martial soul, the Dark Bell, was an even rarer dual attribute of darkness and spirit.

In terms of attributes, hers were a cut above even Leng Yulai's dual attributes of darkness and fire.

No one who could become a Heavenly King of the Holy Spirit Cult was easy to deal with.

However, the one she faced now was Leng Yulai. The current Leng Yulai was long no longer the former Heavenly King of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Her right hand beckoned lightly through the air, and an ink-black Dark Bell appeared in Dark Bell's hand. Strange runes covered the surface of the bell, green light flickering over them, along with faint green mist and clouds, making it utterly bizarre.

Rings of soul rings rose beneath her feet, six black and three red, nine soul rings in all.

At the same time, circles of radiance spread outward, while a layer of dark green battle armor swept upward and covered her entire body.