Ju Zi's Breakdown, Douluo Intangible Cultural Heritage [Six Thousand Words]

The originally pale gold color was gradually fading as well.

A Linked Soul Tool led by a Soul Saint could not be held off by that little stored energy alone; it could only serve as an emergency measure.

Just as the enemy was about to launch a third round of attacks and the situation had become critically urgent, the purple eye hanging from the Soul King priest's chest shone brilliantly.

A sacred and majestic voice then rang out in his heart. "Application approved. Temporary control authority has been granted. The Undead Six-winged Angel will enter the battlefield in three seconds. Please provide appropriate guidance and issue commands."

"Three."

"Two."

"One."

"The Undead Six-winged Angel has descended. For the glory of the God of Light and Undead, crush them!"

In an instant, blazing Holy Light blossomed from the heavens.

That was the Heavenly Kingdom Ladder!

The overwhelming pressure instantly sent a tremor through the hearts of countless Soul Engineers.

Suppressing the fear rising within them, they instinctively turned around.

However, what greeted them was the merciless Holy Sword in the Undead Six-winged Angel's hand.

"Ti... Titled Douluo..."

That was the final thought to pass through the seven-ringed burly man's mind.

Then, he only felt a sudden burst of searing heat at his neck before everything went black and he completely lost consciousness.

This burly man should have counted himself lucky that he was not an Evil Soul Master.

Otherwise, beneath the burning Sacred Flame, even his soul would have been incinerated.

The remaining Soul Engineers had only just begun to consider fleeing after seeing their leader instantly killed.

Yet as the Undead Six-winged Angel unleashed the full force of its soul intimidation, they could not even accomplish something as simple as moving a finger.

With such overwhelming power, suppressing these fence-sitters