The Vesper Bell Has Revealed Your Name, Feathers of Death, Surrender Your Head!

The Vesper Bell Has Revealed Your Name, Feathers of Death, Surrender Your Head!

Su Yuntian's Soul Power was only level seven. He had no soul rings and no Soul Skills.

Yes, he had no soul rings or Soul Skills at all. The so-called "Crimson Annihilation" was nothing more than something he shouted to scare people.

Even that enormous black sword had been condensed from Soul Power. Once Su Yuntian stopped supplying it, it would immediately vanish into thin air.

But the Angel Martial Soul had left far too powerful an impression on the world. Even though there was a full thirty-level gap in Soul Power between Old Blade and Su Yuntian, Old Blade could not cast aside his reverence for the "Angel Martial Soul."

So he chose to defend, allowing Su Yuntian's greatsword to slam down on his head. What he did not know was that the Four-Winged Angel Martial Soul was extraordinarily special—the concept of "death" was infused into every attack.

Su Yuntian truly had no soul rings and no Soul Skills, but as long as he attacked Old Blade in his Four-Winged Angel form, every strike would erode and suppress Old Blade's Soul Power.

This was the innate ability of his Angel Martial Soul—the Death Sentence Angel.

However, Su Yuntian knew nothing of this yet. Seeing that his attack could actually suppress Old Blade, he was overjoyed. Using Old Blade's block to pull away once more, he hurriedly gathered Soul Power and prepared another attack.

Old Blade, having knocked Su Yuntian back, was filled with both shock and fear. He could not understand why Su Yuntian's Angel Martial Soul was so overbearing, much less how Su Yuntian, whose Martial Soul had only awakened yesterday afternoon and who did not possess even a single soul ring, had developed Soul Skills.

Following the principle that there was no harm in talking big, Su Yuntian raised the black greatsword condensed from Soul Power and shouted, "The Vesper Bell has revealed your name..."

Old Blade stiffened at the new line.

Who knew what kind of attack this wave would bring?

Just as all his attention was fixed on the Four-Winged Angel in midair, the other Soul Master on the battlefield quietly launched his attack.

"Second Soul Skill, Wolf Howl!"

Su Yuntao struck from behind Old Blade, opening his mouth and letting out a wolf-like howl.

The sound waves entered his ears, and Old Blade was dazed for an instant.

Wolf Howl was actually a control skill. When Su Yuntao unleashed Wolf Howl, he could stun multiple targets for 0.5 seconds within a radius of one zhang centered on himself.

A 0.5-second stun was extremely brief, and it carried no negative effects beyond the stun itself.

But with someone to coordinate with him, Su Yuntao's second Soul Skill could play an exceptionally crucial role.

This time, the one coordinating with Su Yuntao was—

The Four-Winged Angel had already raised a black greatsword and brought it down upon Old Blade's head.

"Feathers of Death... surrender your head!"

Accompanied by Su Yuntian's extremely cringeworthy line, the black sword condensed from Soul Power cleanly severed Old Blade's head.

Blood spurted upward from his neck, forming a blood fountain over a meter high. Old Blade's head rolled three steps away, his eyes wide open and filled with disbelief.

Old Blade had actually lost!

Not far away, Broken Spear and Withered Sword were both stunned beyond words.

They could not imagine that Old Blade, who possessed overwhelming strength, had actually lost to the Su Yuntao brothers.

Not only had he lost, but he had been beheaded with a single strike by Su Yuntian, whose Martial Soul had only recently awakened!

This... I've never seen anything like this in my life.

Atop a distant tree, Xue Qinghe hid amid the branches and leaves, narrowing his eyes at the Four-Winged Angel below. Appreciation, confusion, and an instinctive resistance all filled his eyes.

Xue Qinghe had originally been the First Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, but the current Xue Qinghe was not the real Xue Qinghe. He was Qian Renxue, playing that role.

It was precisely because Qian Renxue possessed the Six-winged Angel Martial Soul that she had sensed something when Su Yuntian awakened and learned that he possessed an Angel Martial Soul.

But after observing him up close, Qian Renxue discovered that Su Yuntian's Four-Winged Angel Martial Soul did not belong to any type she remembered!

Within Spirit Hall, there was a saying: the more wings an Angel Martial Soul had, the stronger it was. Yet Su Yuntian's Four-Winged Angel and Qian Renxue's Six-winged Angel were fundamentally not the same species!

Qian Renxue's Angel Martial Soul was the Sacred Angel, a holy hall of light that symbolized a spokesperson for the gods. Whenever she unleashed her Martial Soul, golden light blazed brilliantly, making her incomparably pure and sacred.

Yet Su Yuntian's Angel Martial Soul not only bore a pair of black wings, but even his Soul Power was black and permeated with deathly energy. From head to toe, he exuded an aura of "death," making him the complete opposite of Qian Renxue's Sacred Angel.

This aura of "death" also made Qian Renxue, who embodied the holy hall of light, feel instinctive resistance and rejection from the depths of her heart.

Qian Renxue could not understand it.

Though she did not understand what secrets Su Yuntian's Angel Martial Soul held, the power of the Four-Winged Angel Martial Soul was beyond doubt.

With no soul rings and no Soul Skills, attacks empowered by the Martial Soul itself could erode and suppress a target's Soul Power. This showed that the Four-Winged Angel's quality was likely no weaker than Qian Renxue's own Six-winged Angel Martial Soul.

Meanwhile, through their seamless coordination, the Su Yuntian brothers had killed Old Blade, a professional assassin more than ten levels above them. This showed just how outstanding Su Yuntian's potential was. Even without the Four-Winged Angel Martial Soul, Su Yuntian would still have been a rare talent.

At that thought, Qian Renxue could not help smiling softly.

What potential... she asked herself. Had she truly come to watch Old Blade and the others capture Su Yuntian because she valued Su Yuntian's future potential?

Actually, no.

At the center of the battlefield, the Su Yuntian brothers were supporting one another and using their respective Soul Powers to help each other heal.

Sitting on the branch of the great tree, Qian Renxue's gaze had turned somewhat lonely at some point.

...Old Blade had reported before his death that the Su Yuntao brothers shared a deep bond. Su Yuntian had once tried to take a blade for Su Yuntao, while Su Yuntao had carried his younger brother out of the city. Even after the three of them had chased the brothers until they fled in panic, the two had never shown any discord.

Until they worked together and killed Old Blade. What Qian Renxue saw in that battle was not merely Su Yuntian's strength, but also the unbreakable brotherly affection between the two.

That affection was what Qian Renxue felt she lacked most in this life.

Because she could not have it, it seemed all the more precious.

At that moment, Broken Spear and Withered Sword no longer cared about any master's dignity and attacked Su Yuntao and Su Yuntian at the same time.

Su Yuntian's situation was slightly better, since Qian Renxue had previously said she wanted him alive. But Su Yuntao was in far worse shape.

Seeing the assassin codenamed Broken Spear about to stab his spear into Su Yuntao's heart, even Qian Renxue, watching from afar, felt a trace of nervousness.

...If possible, she hoped the two brothers could both live well together.

With that thought, Qian Renxue delayed no longer. Her figure shot toward Su Yuntian like a bolt of lightning.

Note 1: The lines Su Yuntian shouted—"The Vesper Bell has revealed your name... Feathers of Death..." —were not a Noble Phantasm or a Soul Skill. He was simply talking big for fun.