Fate Begins

Qian Renxue was taken aback at first, then laughed helplessly. Though she had been somewhat lax in her cultivation, she was still a Soul King-level powerhouse.

An Angel's pride did not permit Qian Renxue to be threatened. Just as she was about to subdue Ye Wen, Ye Wen's Wind Blade slashed down beside her first, making a trace of cold sweat trickle down her back.

"I can tell you come from a good family, big brother. Your cultivation must be above Soul Ancestor level, but I guarantee that my Wind Blade will strike you a second before you can use your Soul Power.

"I've already killed two scumbags anyway. Killing you might be an accident, but for my own safety, I'll have no choice but to erase you here as well.

"So don't do anything foolish.

"And besides, all this big brother has to do is make an oath. It won't cost you your life—unless you're the same kind of scum as those two on the ground. In that case, I'll feel even less guilty about it." Ye Wen said calmly.

Just as Ye Wen had guessed, the Soul Skills he possessed were very similar to those of Gu Yuena, the future Silver Dragon King. They all involved various forms of elemental control.

Thus, the power of his Soul Skills did not depend on their age, but on his own Spiritual Power and how well he developed them.

Having consumed so many entertainment works in his previous life, Ye Wen possessed quite an imagination. By now, he had developed four Self-Created Soul Skills from Wind Element Control.

The first was the crudest: directly mobilizing wind elements to form a wind-element shield with minimal effect, capable of blocking a certain amount of attacks.

Then there was the explosive-speed Self-Created Soul Skill