Ultimate Three-Attribute Return, Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul

A month had passed.

Ye Que lay within the Angel Temple, a mark of divinity flickering between his brows before slowly fading away.

That was the godhead of the Angel God, a godhead that had long since shattered.

The current temple could only assist descendants in a secondary awakening of their martial souls; even if it bestowed a godhead, it was merely a seed of divinity intended to help Ye Que travel further.

Qian Renxue stood in the great hall and sighed, "All faults and errors are mine. It was I who pushed the Angel clan toward destruction, leaving descendants without even innate level twenty soul power."

At this moment, Ye Que slowly opened his eyes, dazzling golden light erupting from his pupils.

The first thing he did upon waking was to examine his own changes.

As expected, he had undergone a metamorphosis.

Following the secondary awakening, his Two-Winged Angel martial soul had successfully evolved into a Six-Winged Angel, and his deficient soul power had been replenished to Innate Full Soul Power.

Ultimate Light, Ultimate Holiness, and Radiant Divine Fire.

The three ultimate attributes had returned.

Ye Que was also astonished to discover that all three of his soul rings had turned black, and both his soul skills and soul power had undergone transformations.

He had currently broken through to level forty soul power; he was only one soul ring away from advancing to a four-ringed soul master, and his first three soul skills had completed their evolution.

His current soul skills were:

"First Soul Skill, Eye of the Heavenly God."

"Second Soul Skill, Angel Roar."

"Third Soul Skill, Angel Greatsword."

This surprise had come as swiftly as a tornado, leaving even Ye Que stunned.

He never expected that someone like him could one day receive the help of the Angel God and regain the ability to step onto the path of godhood.

Without a second thought, Ye Que bowed deeply to the statue of the first-generation Angel God and declared aloud, "Many thanks to the Angel God for helping me with the secondary awakening of my martial soul, allowing me to successfully possess the pure bloodline of the Six-Winged Angel."

"From this day forward, this junior shall make the eradication of Evil Soul Masters my personal duty, to revive my Angel clan, let the radiance of the angels shine upon the earth once more, and disperse the gloom covering the continent."

The first-generation Angel God did not respond, or perhaps, was unable to.

Ye Que slowly stood up and gripped the divine sword of the Angel clan, feeling his entire body brimming with power.

Beside him, Qian Renxue stepped forward and said, "Under the reinforcement of the power of faith, I helped you fuse six fragments of the Angel Divine Set within the temple, completed the secondary awakening of your martial soul, and sublimated all your soul rings and soul skills."

"From now on, even if you are not a match for an Evil Soul Master, you will not die at their hands."

Ye Que cupped his hands in gratitude, "Many thanks, Ancestor."

He truly had not expected Qian Renxue to leave behind such a safeguard.

The Angel clan truly still had hope.

"Do not thank me, I am a sinner..."

Qian Renxue shook her head in remorse and continued, "Although I cannot make you inherit the Angel God position, I have used the power of faith to plant a seed of divinity within you. In the future, as long as you break your shackles and obtain enough power of faith, you can still create a god position that belongs to you."

"The path of the Angel God does not stop at a first-level god; one day in the future, you might even be able to become a God King through your own efforts."

"My true self has already fallen, and this remnant soul of mine is about to dissipate. The glory of the Angel clan now depends on you to recreate it."

Ye Que bowed, "This junior will certainly not fail your expectations."

Qian Renxue smiled, a very happy smile.

This remnant soul of hers had finally completed the task entrusted by her true self.

Now, she could depart in peace.

Immediately following, under Ye Que's gaze, Qian Renxue's remnant soul turned into specks of golden light and dissipated into the sky.

Ye Que was then teleported back outside the tomb.

He let out a sigh.

The curtain had fallen on the generation of the Angel God, Qian Renxue.

What followed was an era that belonged to him.

Ye Que gripped the Angel God Sword, his gaze incomparably firm, and turned to leave the ruins of Martial Soul Hall, intending to head to the Star Dou Forest to obtain his fourth soul ring, and incidentally find a safe haven in the Heaven Dou Empire to cultivate.

His strength was still too weak; he had to develop in the shadows.

He could not go to the Sun Moon Empire, Shrek Academy, or the Star Luo Empire.

He could only take things one step at a time.

Two days later, Ye Que passed through a small city and arrived at a sparsely populated breakfast stall to eat, intending to continue his journey.

According to his current time estimate, he would arrive at the Star Dou Forest in one more day.

Like a child without a mother, he had to hunt for his own soul rings.

Ye Que waved his hand and called out, "Shopkeeper, one bowl of wontons."

The stall owner, a middle-aged man, nodded humbly in agreement before setting to work boiling water for the wontons.

Before long, the wontons were served. Ye Que ate with great satisfaction, praising the stall owner for his excellent culinary skills.

While eating his breakfast, Ye Que did not forget to ask, "Stall owner, have any Evil Soul Masters appeared in this vicinity recently?"

He wanted to find an Evil Soul Master to practice on and see just how much he had grown.

Even without having obtained his fourth soul ring, he figured he could still slay a mid-level Soul Master.

Ye Que was not a local, so he had no choice but to ask the stall owner.

Eliminating harm for the sake of the people was the duty of an Angel Soul Master.

The stall owner looked around, hesitated for a long while, and asked, "Might I ask if you are a member of the Shrek Supervisory Team, Lord Soul Master? And what is your Soul Power Level? It's not that I'm being a busybody, but I'm afraid of retaliation."

Ye Que frowned and replied, "I am not one of those people from the Shrek Supervisory Team who only care about appearances. You can speak freely; if it is an Evil Soul Master above the sixth ring, I am not yet a match for them."

"This..."

The stall owner stammered for a good while before leaning close to Ye Que's ear and whispering, "My Lord, in this small city of ours, Evil Soul Masters have indeed been committing atrocities over the last half-year. Whenever a baby is born, it disappears a few days later, and by the time we find them, there are only a few rags left."

"We suspect that these infants have most likely been murdered, all turned into nourishment for the Evil Soul Masters."

"Those damned Evil Soul Masters, they actually eat infants—it's simply abominable!"

Ye Que was deeply shocked upon hearing this.

Had these Evil Soul Masters truly become so deranged? To not even spare newborn infants—they were nothing but beasts.

Ye Que then asked, "Did the Supervisory Team and the people from the Empire not come?"

"They came..."

The stall owner sat slowly beside Ye Que, took a sip of tea, and continued, "But what good did it do? The Lord Soul Masters sent by the Empire were inexplicably slaughtered, not even leaving their bones behind."

"Later, the Empire didn't dare send any more Soul Masters, because they couldn't afford the loss of high-level Soul Masters."

"After that, people from the Shrek Supervisory Team came too, but their search yielded no results. It was as if those Evil Soul Masters knew they were coming; as soon as the Supervisory Team left, they continued their evil deeds."

Upon hearing this, the killing intent in Ye Que's eyes became palpable.

These Evil Soul Masters were truly rampant; they had already paved their own path to death.

And as for that so-called Shrek Supervisory Team, they were in cahoots with the Evil Soul Masters. The biggest traitor was Xuan Zi, and they were all singing from the same song sheet.

To put it nicely, they were eliminating harm for the continent; to put it bluntly, they were only doing it for their reputation.

Consequently, Ye Que continued to inquire about the details.

From the stall owner, he learned that this was a gang operation. Every night around two or three in the morning, these Evil Soul Masters would appear to abduct the infants, and there were even spies for this group within the city.

This was the reason the stall owner was so cautious with his words; he was terrified of retaliation.

But judging by the situation, the strength of this group of Evil Soul Masters did not exceed the sixth ring.

That meant this was his home turf.

Eliminating Evil Soul Masters was an unshirkable duty.

Ye Que reached out and patted the stall owner on the shoulder, saying, "Brother, I will stay at your place for these next few days. If the strength of these Evil Soul Masters does not exceed my expectations, I will help you wipe them out. If it does, I can only help you to the best of my ability."

The stall owner, fearing that Ye Que would meet the same fate as the previous Lord Soul Masters, tried to dissuade him: "My Lord, you had better leave. The Evil Soul Masters are too powerful; they are not something an ordinary person can deal with."