Shocking Everyone! The Mysterious Fallen Angel Martial Soul!

"Haotian Dance!"

As Tang Hao shouted Haotian Dance, he charged before Qian Chengxiao and swung his hammer down at Qian Chengxiao's head.

With a boom, the Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel standing behind Qian Chengxiao flashed with black light. The uppermost pair among its Twelve Black Wings lengthened and expanded, forming a shield in front of Qian Chengxiao.

Tang Hao's hammer struck it directly, unleashing a thunderous crash as dust flew everywhere.

"Not good!"

After Tang Hao's first strike landed, his soul skill still had two follow-up attacks.

Unfortunately, before he could unleash the next two strikes, Tang Hao sensed danger and instantly retreated.

At the very moment he backed away, the Fallen Angel's second pair of wings stabbed toward him.

Watching the elongated wings pierce at him, Tang Hao brought the second and third strikes of Haotian Dance crashing down upon them.

With two clangs, Tang Hao's first strike landed on the left wing, then he borrowed the force to smash into the wing stabbing from the right.

He had thought that blocking this attack would settle things.

But he never expected a pitch-black longsword to appear within Qian Chengxiao's protective barrier.

And that longsword was precisely the one held in the Fallen Angel's hand behind him.

Yet the sword that had been in the Fallen Angel's grasp had somehow appeared in Qian Chengxiao's hand.

"First Soul Skill: Haotian Protection!"

Facing the Black Longsword thrust toward him, Tang Hao shouted. As the First Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up, three transparent shields appeared and floated around him.

With a clang, Qian Chengxiao's sword shattered one of the shields before Tang Hao, leaving two still floating around his body.

"You..."

"The sword in your hand is also one of your soul skills?"

Having widened the distance between them, Tang Hao stared at the Black Longsword in Qian Chengxiao's grasp, his eyes filled with confusion.

If that Black Longsword truly was a soul skill, then that soul skill was far too useless.

"This sword comes with my Martial Soul."

Qian Chengxiao looked at Tang Hao, who had retreated to a safe distance, and gave him a faint smile.

"I see."

After hearing Qian Chengxiao's answer, Tang Hao looked at him with fighting spirit blazing in his eyes. "Next, I'm going to get serious!"

From that brief exchange just now, it was clear that Qian Chengxiao was not merely invincible among those of the same rank.

Even an ordinary Soul Elder could suffer a humiliating defeat against this boy.

Moreover, their earlier clash had already stirred Tang Hao's desire to fight.

"Come on!"

Hearing Tang Hao's words, Qian Chengxiao smiled at him and silently invoked, Second Soul Skill: Fallen Angel's Armament!

As Qian Chengxiao finished the silent invocation, the Second Soul Ring floating around him—the Ten Thousand-Year Soul Ring—glimmered faintly.

Seeing Qian Chengxiao's Ten Thousand-Year Soul Ring light up, Tang Hao's pupils contracted slightly.

So the skill from before, capable of both defense and offense, had not come from the Ten Thousand-Year Soul Ring, but from his Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

The soul skill granted by this kid's Thousand-Year Soul Ring was already this powerful. Then the skill from his Ten Thousand-Year Soul Ring would probably be even more monstrous.

With that thought, Tang Hao gripped the Haotian Hammer in his right hand and shouted, "Third Soul Skill: Unyielding Iron Bones!"

As Tang Hao activated his Third Soul Skill, the Haotian Hammer in his hand glowed faintly.

This soul skill was a single-target support skill that increased attack power and strength by one hundred percent.

On its own, it did not seem as useful as an offensive skill.

However, paired with the Clear Sky Sect's Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, it was flawless.

Most importantly, this soul skill would continue to grow stronger as its user's strength increased.

After Tang Hao released his Third Soul Skill, Tang Xiao and Tang Tian, who were watching from the side, looked at Qian Chengxiao with utter shock in their eyes.

After Qian Chengxiao activated the Second Soul Skill: Fallen Angel's Armament, the Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel that had stood behind him directly merged into his body.

As the Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel merged with him, Qian Chengxiao's back rippled slightly.

With a ripping sound, his shirt tore apart, and two pairs of jet-black wings emerged from his back.

"So this is his Second Soul Skill?"

"He... he really grew wings!"

Tang Yuehua, standing beside Tang Tian, stared at Qian Chengxiao, who now resembled a demon god, her eyes full of astonishment.

Even Tang Tian was deeply shocked by this sight.

As for Tang Yuehua, now that her body had recovered, she looked at Qian Chengxiao like a fangirl.

Especially now—she had completely become lovestruck.

The exaggerated yet domineering two pairs of ink-black wings spread out behind Qian Chengxiao. With their appearance, the aura around him changed completely.

To Tang Yuehua, the Qian Chengxiao who was usually gentle and soothing as a spring breeze now radiated an incomparably domineering, wild presence.

"Round two, begin!"

Qian Chengxiao smiled at Tang Hao, who was momentarily dazed before him. His gaze sharpened, and his entire body transformed into a streak of black light as he charged at Tang Hao.

"Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!"

Seeing Qian Chengxiao take the initiative, Tang Hao snapped back to his senses. Without hesitation, he swung the Haotian Hammer in his hand and smashed it toward Qian Chengxiao.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of violent steel-on-steel collisions echoed continuously through the Small Courtyard. Tang Hao swung the Haotian Hammer faster and faster, each swing quicker than the last.

In less than a few breaths, he had already unleashed over twenty strikes.

At present, he could only manage thirty-six strikes at most!

The Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique relied on borrowed momentum, each swing becoming stronger than the last.

But Tang Hao could feel that the black feathers gleaming atop Qian Chengxiao's exaggerated wings were as hard as iron.

Moreover, the four wings behind him were also growing faster as Tang Hao's Haotian Hammer swings accelerated.

Tang Hao could sense that his trump card no longer seemed like something that could secure victory against Qian Chengxiao.

Before this battle, he had arrogantly claimed that he would acknowledge Qian Chengxiao as long as he lasted half an incense stick's time against him.

Now, it seemed uncertain whether Tang Hao himself could last half an incense stick's time against Qian Chengxiao.

But this was no time to give up.

I, Tang Hao, am a genius the Clear Sky Sect sees only once in a century. I won't give up.

Those thoughts flashed through Tang Hao's mind as he became even more focused.

"Thirty-sixth strike!"

"Thirty-seventh strike!"

"Forty-second strike!!!"

"It's not over yet!"

"Again!!!"

""

"Forty-ninth strike!!!"

"Aah!!!"

With Tang Hao's roar, his Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique delivered its final strike.

Facing this blow, Qian Chengxiao could already sense the faint threat carried by the forty-ninth strike of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique.

Sure enough, the Haotian Hammer's thirty-sixth, forty-ninth, sixty-fourth, and final eighty-first strikes were all qualitative transformations.

Although the power of Tang Hao's strike surpassed the combined force of the previous forty-eight, it posed only the slightest threat to Qian Chengxiao.

Qian Chengxiao remained utterly calm as the four wings behind him thrust simultaneously toward Tang Hao's final hammer strike.

Before this, Qian Chengxiao had merely controlled the wings on his back to attack continuously, using only one wing each time.

But this time, Qian Chengxiao combined all four wings into one devastating thrust.

With a boom, Qian Chengxiao's four-in-one wing attack collided with Tang Hao's Haotian Hammer.

As the wing tips, sharp as blades, struck the Haotian Hammer, dust billowed around them, instantly blocking everyone's view.

Of course, the flying dust only obstructed Tang Xiao and Tang Yuehua's vision.

As for Tang Tian, the dust was completely useless against him.

With a whoosh, a black figure flew backward from the dust cloud like a huge black rat, smashing into the wall of the Small Courtyard and blasting a large hole through it.

!!!!

Tang Tian, the only one who had clearly seen the outcome, widened his eyes.

His son Tang Hao—the Clear Sky Sect's once-in-a-century genius, the one who had broken through realms the fastest and made him so proud—

had actually failed to defeat Qian Chengxiao, whose Soul Power was only level twenty-eight, despite being a Soul Elder himself.

The person sent flying out of the dust was none other than his son, Tang Hao.

As for Qian Chengxiao, he stood within the dust cloud after merely taking half a step back, redirecting the force of Tang Hao's final hammer strike.

Chengxiao's combat talent was terrifyingly high.

Tang Tian could tell at a glance that he wasn't human—

Ah, no!

Tang Tian could tell Qian Chengxiao's combat technique at a glance.

When their attacks collided, the feathers upon Qian Chengxiao's four ink-black wings had continuously trembled.

Tang Tian could tell immediately that those trembling feathers were constantly dispersing the power of Tang Hao's final hammer strike.

At the same time, Qian Chengxiao took half a step back, completely shedding the force of Tang Hao's blow.

Then his wings exerted force and directly blasted Tang Hao away.

Only now did Tang Tian understand that when Qian Chengxiao had spoken to his daughter, he had not been acting arrogantly out of youthful recklessness or hot-blooded pride.

He had simply been stating the truth!

With a boom, Qian Chengxiao, standing amid the dust, suddenly flapped the wings behind him.

With that flap, the dust dispersed, revealing Qian Chengxiao standing where he was.

When Tang Yuehua saw Qian Chengxiao standing there, her eyes lit up. She jogged over to him with an excited expression.

"Hehe, I knew the one who got sent flying wasn't you!"

Hearing Tang Yuehua's words and seeing the smile on her face, Qian Chengxiao reached out and pinched her little nose. He looked at her fondly and smiled. "How could you be so sure that the one who got sent flying wasn't me?"

"You told me to believe in you!"

"And even if you hadn't said so, I would still believe in you!"

"Hehe~"

Hearing Qian Chengxiao's question, Tang Yuehua giggled. Standing before him, she looked somewhat silly.

She had already been a little silly, and now she practically looked like a little fool!

"Cough, cough~"

Tang Hao, who had been sent flying by Qian Chengxiao, emerged from the hole in the wall.

"You brat, you're really a monster!"

"I acknowledge you as my brother-in-law!"

Tang Hao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Qian Chengxiao beside Tang Yuehua, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

"What about Tang Xiao, then? Do you acknowledge me as your brother-in-law too?"

Hearing Tang Hao's words, Qian Chengxiao smiled, then turned to ask Tang Xiao, who stood beside Tang Tian in a daze.

"Of course I acknowledge you!"

"Haha! I never expected our Clear Sky Sect to produce a monster like you."

"Little Hao, Father, and my sister all acknowledge you. What reason would I have not to?"

"Besides, with a brother-in-law as outstanding as you, we're happy beyond belief. Why wouldn't we acknowledge you?"

Tang Xiao laughed heartily, his gaze toward Qian Chengxiao filled with satisfaction.

Good grief, after all these years, someone had finally come along who could teach Tang Hao a lesson.

Over the years, no one of the same rank had ever defeated Tang Hao. But now, his younger brother had finally suffered a loss.

Haha, how wonderful.

"By the way, Chengxiao, those two soul skills of yours..."

Tang Tian looked at Qian Chengxiao and the wings growing from his back, his eyes filled with confusion.

Hearing Tang Tian's words, Qian Chengxiao retracted the wings on his back into his body.

The Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel that had merged into Qian Chengxiao's body reappeared behind him before fading away.

"Father-in-law, my First Soul Skill is called Fallen Angel's Protection!"

"It's a single-target defensive skill. When activated, the first pair of the Fallen Angel's six pairs of wings protects the user from the front, then the second pair launches a counterattack. Defense increases by five hundred percent. As more Soul Rings are added, more wings will extend to protect the front."

"My Second Soul Skill is called Fallen Angel's Armament!"

"It's a single-target support and offensive skill. After activation, the Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel behind me possesses its host, causing the host to grow real wings. The wings can defend, attack, and fly, and their attacks have piercing properties. The more Soul Rings are added, the more wings will grow from the user's back."

After hearing Qian Chengxiao explain his First and Second Soul Skills, everyone sucked in a cold breath.

Good grief, those soul skills were simply too monstrous.

Seeing the shock on everyone's faces, Qian Chengxiao smiled faintly.

I haven't even told you about the later abilities of my First Soul Skill. If I did, your jaws would drop in shock.

After six Soul Rings were added to First Soul Skill: Fallen Angel's Protection, the Fallen Angel's twelve wings would shield the entire body, granting two brief seconds of invincibility and reflecting twice the opponent's damage back at them.

That invincibility was a life-saving divine skill.

Not to mention the heaven-defying ability to return double the opponent's attack back to them.

Not even a 100,000 Years Soul Ring possessed such an ability.

Although Qian Chengxiao did not understand why a mere three-thousand-year Soul Ring could grant him such a heaven-defying skill.

As for Second Soul Skill: Fallen Angel's Armament, after six Soul Rings were added, it would grow twelve wings, giving him a fifty percent chance to ignore the opponent's defense and ignore rank differences!

Every one of his soul skills was more heaven-defying than in his previous life.

Qian Chengxiao vaguely felt that the reason he possessed such terrifying soul skills came from his Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel Martial Soul.