The more Ye Que thought about it, the less sense it made. He turned to Guangyu Douluo and asked, "Senior Guangyu, did you notice a powerful spiritual force sweep past?"
Hearing his young master say that, Guangyu Douluo instantly went on high alert. He released his spiritual power and searched the area, but in the end, he found nothing.
That was impossible!
He was a Titled Douluo at Level 94. If his young master could sense a threat, there was no way he wouldn't notice it too.
Could his young master simply be too sensitive?
Guang Yu shook his head, indicating that he hadn't sensed anything.
"Was it just my imagination?"
Ye Que murmured to himself, feeling a little frustrated.
It didn't make sense that even Senior Guangyu hadn't noticed anything.
Ye Wuqing patted him on the shoulder and smiled reassuringly. "Have you not been sleeping well lately? Or did winning too much make you start hearing things? With Senior Guangyu here, who would dare hold a grudge against us unless they were a Super Douluo?"
"I can't wait to exchange my chips for Gold Soul Coins and buy a suitable Soul Bone."
Ye Que shook his head and said firmly, "No way. My senses aren't wrong. The other person is just too powerful for me to find. We'll have to be more cautious from now on."
Ye Wuqing and Yu Mengdi nodded at the same time.
They knew this was a lawless zone, crawling with all sorts of monsters and demons. Even Evil Soul Masters could show up here.
In the VIP box, Nangong Wu withdrew his spiritual power, a look of admiration appearing on his face for the first time as he regarded a junior.
What powerful spiritual perception! He'd actually sensed his presence.
Was this kid really from the Clear Sky Sect?
Damn it, why couldn't he see through that little brat's disguise? Just who was he?
Nangong Wu grew more and more restless, thoroughly frustrated.
Another hour passed. Guangyu Douluo decided the time was right to go all in. He promptly had Ye Que and Yu Mengdi enter a two-on-two match, planning to bet everything and make their first hundred million. That way, they'd have money to spend when they got back.
The kids' resources would be taken care of. Heh heh heh...
Soon, Ye Que and Yu Mengdi arrived at the two-on-two passageway in the Soul Fighting Arena, where their opponents had already been matched.
Their opponents were the Slayers, a team with Bone Dragon and Brain-Eating Beast Martial Souls.
When Ye Que learned this in the waiting area, his pupils contracted sharply.
Evil Soul Masters!
They were Yan Feng and Jili, two of the strongest young Evil Soul Masters in the Holy Spirit Cult, with Bone Dragon Martial Souls.
Though the two wouldn't appear until later, their strength was not to be underestimated. As the personal disciple of Zhongli Wu, the Holy Spirit Cult's leader, Yan Feng had a formidable foundation.
As for the other one, there was no need to explain. He was truly evil.
Ye Que hadn't expected two Angel Soul Masters to run into two Evil Soul Masters.
Wasn't this just more work for him?
It seemed the threat he'd sensed earlier came from someone in the Holy Spirit Cult. He just didn't know which elder.
But since Yan Feng was here, he wasn't leaving the Soul Fighting Arena today.
This place would be the Evil Soul Masters' final resting place.
Ye Que turned to Yu Mengdi and said seriously, "We've run into Evil Soul Masters. Don't hold back. We have to kill these wicked people here today."
"Evil Soul Masters? Really?"
Unprecedented delight appeared in Yu Mengdi's beautiful eyes.
She loved Evil Soul Masters.
Killing them also let her gain power. She didn't know what kind of power it was, but it was a great help to her advancement.
Ye Que nodded firmly. "Just follow my lead."
The Soul Fighting Arena soon closed the betting. The host, standing on a Flying Soul Tool and holding a microphone, announced loudly, "Next, let's welcome today's biggest dark horse teams: the Slayers and the Tang Sect!"
"Here's a little introduction. The Slayers have won five matches in the secondary arenas, while the Tang Sect team is also today's dark horse. Let's wait and see!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the main arena erupted into a frenzy. The spectators who'd placed bets had eyes burning red.
Many people had bet their entire fortunes on this match, hoping to turn their luck around.
The Slayers were still the strongest team, because they were absolutely ruthless.
In their previous match in another arena, nearly all their opponents had been slaughtered. Their methods were cruel to the extreme. They had to be Evil Soul Masters.
By now, no one favored the Tang Sect team. They'd already lost too much money betting on Tang Yin.
Could those damned Tang Sect bastards just drop dead already?
Everywhere, people were shouting that the Clear Sky Hammer was a piece of trash and worse.
Soon, on the vast Soul Fighting Arena floor, Ye Que and Yu Mengdi met their opponents. When they saw that the pair were the ones they'd been looking for, both grew intensely excited.
"Two-Winged Angel Soul Master, you'll fall here today!"
As soon as they met, Yan Feng glanced at Yu Mengdi. He didn't even take Ye Que seriously, and immediately issued Yu Mengdi a death sentence.
Before the match, they'd learned about their opponents. When Yan Feng heard they were Angel Soul Masters, he was thrilled, convinced this was his chance to earn merit.
Angel Soul Masters were renowned for slaying Evil Soul Masters. Evil Soul Masters likewise loved hunting Angel Soul Masters, because it gave them a twisted pleasure.
Beside him, Jili licked his lips, eager to taste the brains of an Angel Soul Master.
Yu Mengdi strode forward, a mocking smile tugging at her lips. "Will I fall? You Evil Soul Masters are celebrating too soon. Don't regret it later. Even if you beg us, we won't spare you."
Ye Que chimed in, "We wouldn't spare you even if you called us Dad."
Yan Feng narrowed his eyes, sensing a dangerous aura.
The opponents were only two Level 48 Soul Masters. Why did they make him feel threatened—and even fill him with an inexplicable dread?
Could Two-Winged Angels really exert such pressure?
But he had no time to think it through. He only wanted to settle the fight with his fists.
Just then, the host called out, "Both sides, step back! The match begins!"
Both sides retreated. Yan Feng was the first to release his top-grade Bone Dragon Martial Soul, and his optimally matched Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.
The giant dragon, more than fifteen meters long, circled overhead. Its entire body was a ghastly white, and it let out a series of dragon roars. An invisible pressure bore down on Ye Que.
Jili refused to be outdone. One of his Soul Rings lit up, and he transformed into a monster covered in black scales, with a triangular head. A straw-like tongue slid between its sinister fangs.
Then Yan Feng raised a hand and shouted, "Second Soul Skill, Dragon Breath!"
Roar—!
The flying Bone Dragon beat its wings. Ice-blue energy gathered in its skull and blasted out in the blink of an eye.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As the Dragon Breath crashed down, Ye Que and Yu Mengdi leaped into the air at the same time, dodging the attack. The ground instantly froze over.
Yan Feng pointed, and the Bone Dragon unleashed its breath again.
At this sight, Yu Mengdi slowly opened her eyes. They turned gold in an instant, and she cried, "You wicked creatures will all fall beneath my sword!"
"Third Soul Skill, Angel's Blessing!"
"Fourth Soul Skill, Holy Blade Sword Qi!"
In an instant, golden light rained down upon Yan Feng and Jili. Yu Mengdi gripped the Holy Dual Swords and swung them toward the Bone Dragon and Jili, unleashing wave after wave of sword qi.
She'd unleashed two Soul Skills instantly without even activating Martial Soul Possession. This woman was a monster... Yan Feng said nothing and immediately moved to the front. The Bone Dragon snapped its wings shut, defending against the sword qi.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A succession of sonic booms rang out as the sword qi kept slashing at them. Several of the Bone Dragon's bones were cut away, and all-pervading holy fire clung to its body.
The Angel Martial Soul could counter all evil, even darkness.
Although Yu Mengdi's Soul Power Level was lower than Yan Feng's, her Martial Soul had an overwhelming advantage against the Bone Dragon's dark attribute. Every strike wounded it.
Yan Feng endured the pain, his killing intent toward Angel Soul Masters reaching its peak.
They had to die!
But the next second, as he looked up to counterattack, he saw a blur streak across the sky. Ye Que had lifted the Clear Sky Hammer and brought it crashing down on him.
The corner of Yan Feng's mouth lifted. The Bone Dragon shifted into a defensive stance, and he sneered, "Even if my Bone Dragon has a dark attribute, it still has the strongest defense, rivaling Bone Douluo's from ten thousand years ago! Do you really think your Clear Sky Hammer is invincible?"
"The Clear Sky Hammer is powerful because of Tang Chen. You're a junior who can't even use Ring Detonation and doesn't understand the gap between your strength and mine, yet you dare challenge a top-grade defensive Martial Soul? You're insulting me!"
"Come on! Let's see whether that meager strength of yours can even hurt me. Hahaha..."
Boom!
The thunderous crash of the Clear Sky Hammer echoed across the arena. The Bone Dragon's spine snapped in an instant, and the sound of cracking bones rang out.
Woooo~
The Bone Dragon let out a pained wail. Yan Feng and Jili both spat out blood, staring in disbelief at Ye Que, who held the enormous hammer.
One moment, Yan Feng had been gloating about having the strongest defense. The next, he'd been slapped in the face.
Ye Que held the Clear Sky Hammer and smiled faintly. "You got happy a little too soon. Next time, don't pop the champagne at halftime."
Yan Feng shouted furiously, "No, that's not a Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul!"
"How is it not? It's a Clear Sky Hammer!" Ye Que said with a smile.
Yan Feng gritted his teeth and pointed at the golden glow on the Clear Sky Hammer. "Whose Clear Sky Hammer has holy attributes?!"
As he shouted, Yan Feng roared and the Bone Dragon flipped back to its feet, knocking Ye Que away with another series of dragon roars.
"So you found me out!"
Ye Que shook the Clear Sky Hammer. The playful look on his face turned cold, and he cried, "Since you've figured it out, none of you are leaving today. Face my judgment!"
"Wings that burn forever, carry me away from the mire of the mortal world."
"I am the guiding lighthouse, and the cleansing spring. A thousand blades' sharpness and the fury of ten thousand feet of flame surge through my heart."
"Holy light shall shine forth. You wicked creatures shall be cast into the depths of hell for eternity."
"Angel Domain, open!"
As he chanted, a beam of golden light shot into the sky and spread outward, covering the entire Soul Fighting Arena. It illuminated all evil, and the Angel God Shadow descended.
The evil spectators, confronted with such holy light, scattered in terror.
Yan Feng's expression changed dramatically. His right eye twitched rapidly.
Danger, danger, danger...
This aura was... the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, which had once produced a god ten thousand years ago—the natural nemesis of Evil Martial Souls and Dark Martial Souls.
Their very father...
This was bad!!
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