Qian Renxue merely sneered at the dozens of Hidden Weapons Tang San shot toward her in an instant. With a sweep of golden sword light, those Hidden Weapons forged from various steels slowly began to evaporate midair, vanishing without a trace.
"You're Tang San, aren't you? Tang Hao and that Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor's descendant..."
Holding her golden longsword, Qian Renxue weaved continuously through the many Clear Sky Sect disciples. After each graceful flash of sword light came the rapid loss of life.
As the innate domain of the Six-winged Angel Martial Soul, the Angel Domain's power was beyond question. Although Qian Renxue had not yet reached the Soul Sage level and completed her awakening, with the Martial Soul's exceptional coordination with Soul Skills and Soul Bones, she could still barely deploy it. Its power was merely greatly weakened, and the strain on her was somewhat severe.
"That's right..."
"Who are you..."
Tang San struggled to raise his head, despair and hatred intertwined in his eyes as he stared fixedly at Qian Renxue.
"Qian Renxue, daughter of Qian Xunji, the former Pope of Spirit Hall..."
"From the moment you and I were born, we were destined to be mortal enemies. Unfortunately, you are too young, and the Clear Sky Sect is filled with people who only realize things after the fact. They are not enough to support you against the immense Spirit Hall, nor are you worthy of being my opponent..."
Qian Renxue swiftly slaughtered every Clear Sky Sect disciple within her domain, leaving only Tang San and the other two alive at the very back.
"Spirit Hall forced my mother to sacrifice herself, caused my father to disappear, and left my teacher depressed and miserable. You're right—we have long become enemies who cannot exist under the same sky..."
"Even