Slay Yan Feng, Judge Evil Soul Masters

Inside the VIP box of the Soul Fighting Arena, Nangong Wan narrowed his eyes, his cold, sinister gaze locked onto Ye Que, the killing intent in his eyes practically overflowing.

The Six-Winged Angel martial soul was their natural nemesis.

How could this be? Hadn't the bloodline of the Six-Winged Angel long since degenerated? The Supreme Elder had personally gone to wipe out the last remaining branch before entering seclusion, yet here one was.

Damnable Six-Winged Angel, to think it would dare show its face!

Suddenly, Nangong Wan seemed to realize something, and his heart sank.

Yan Feng was in danger.

No matter how powerful a top-tier evil or dark martial soul might be, it would inevitably be suppressed by the Six-Winged Angel; this was beyond doubt.

Disaster!

Without a second thought, Nangong Wan lunged out of the VIP box, shouting, "Remnant of the Martial Soul Hall, how dare you!"

However, this movement was immediately spotted by Guangyu Douluo.

Guangyu Douluo soared into the air from his position, intercepting Nangong Wan as four purple, three black, and two red soul rings rose from beneath his feet.

"A descendant of Guang Ling!!"

Nangong Wan glared at Guangyu, the killing intent in his eyes turning into something tangible.

He had not expected that the remnants of the Martial Soul Hall had not yet been extinguished, and that such figures had actually emerged.

Guangyu brushed back his white hair and chuckled, "Oh my, although our Young Master exposed himself a bit too early, we were bound to meet sooner or later. You centipede are going to fall here today."

Nangong Wan sneered, "Fall? My sect has several Title Douluo elders, not to mention the Supreme Sect Master. With Shrek watching you from the front and us Evil Soul Masters eyeing you from the back, what do you have to protect the Six-Winged Angel? Your own hot-bloodedness? Hahaha..."

The mocking laughter was loud, echoing through the vast main arena and sending the audience fleeing in all directions.

Guangyu ignored him, turning his head to look at the Young Master. "Leave this to me. This old thing isn't getting away today. You go ahead and do what you must."

The next instant, a silver Coiling Dragon Staff tore through space, slamming head-on into Nangong Wan's skull.

"Ah!"

Nangong Wan clutched his head and howled in agony, feeling as if his brain were about to explode.

What kind of thing could tear through space to strike?

Following that, Dragon Subduing Douluo appeared, wielding the Coiling Dragon Staff.

Guangyu Douluo and Dragon Subduing Douluo exchanged a glance, both understanding the other's intent.

Eliminate this Evil Soul Master to prevent future trouble.

"Strike!"

Dragon Subduing Douluo gripped the Coiling Dragon Staff, turned, and sent Nangong Wan flying with a single swing.

The battle between Title Douluos was on the verge of erupting.

Down on the stage, seeing the situation, Ye Que drew the Angel God Sword, his third soul ring lighting up as he pointed the blade at Yan Feng and Jili.

"Third Soul Skill, Angel Greatsword."

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM—!

The brilliant sword light was blindingly bright. The divine sword in Ye Que's hand instantly transformed into a hundred-meter-long greatsword, ignoring everyone else as it swung down toward Yan Feng and Jili.

The main arena instantly descended into chaos, with countless bettors fleeing in every direction.

Yan Feng and Jili felt the threat of death, but in the blink of an eye, they shook off that fear.

Yan Feng stumbled to his feet, staring at the descending greatsword with a crazed look in his eyes, and roared, "In this world, no one has ever been able to suppress the Bone Dragon, not even an angel!"

His hands transformed into massive dragon claws, his entire body undergoing dragonification. The giant claws slammed into the Angel Greatsword, producing a crisp, cracking sound.

Yan Feng let out a muffled groan, his knees trembling uncontrollably as the ground beneath his feet shattered.

So strong, such powerful sword qi; this sword qi and the power of the ultimate attribute were actually decomposing the bones of his Bone Dragon.

Suddenly, he looked at his companion Jili and made a decision.

With a wet squelch, the Bone Dragon claw tore through his companion's heart, and Yan Feng immediately activated his fourth soul skill, Burial Ground, greedily absorbing his companion's life force.

In a desperate situation, this had to be done.

This action was caught by Yu Mengdi, who decisively activated her second soul skill, Holy Radiance Cross Slash.

Yan Feng abruptly raised his hand to block.

BOOM—!

His entire body was sent flying, crashing into the ruins.

Under the dual assault, even after absorbing his companion's life force, it was merely a drop in the bucket for Yan Feng.

The combined effort of two angel soul masters was too heavy a blow for him to bear.

At this moment, Ye Que retracted his divine sword and said indifferently, "I don't have time to keep fighting you. Go to hell."

"Fourth Soul Skill, Breath of the Angel."

RUMBLE!

The earth trembled as countless strands of holy power converged upon Ye Que, the phantom of the Angel God manifesting behind him while the clock face at his back spun rapidly.

In an instant, an endless torrent of Angelic Power pierced through the air.

Witnessing this scene, the evil-doers no longer dared to watch and scrambled toward the exit of the Spirit Fighting Arena.

Yet, no matter how fast these people moved, they were locked onto by the Angelic Power and pierced through in the blink of an eye.

Those possessing evil martial souls below the seventh ring could only wait for death.

Yan Feng watched this scene and couldn't help but laugh maniacally: "Breath of the Angel, you truly are a Qian..."

Before he could finish, he discovered in shock that several beams of Angelic Power had pierced his chest, and his vitality was severed in that very moment.

Thud—!

Yan Feng collapsed, his Bone Dragon dissipating along with him, while the evil individuals present were indiscriminately locked onto.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Angelic Power continued to erupt, attacking relentlessly, and the Evil Soul Masters hiding in the shadows vanished like snow under the sun.

After a few failed attempts to resist, the Holy Spirit Cult squad led by Yan Feng completely dissolved into energy, becoming merit for the Six-Winged Angel.

Ye Que's Soul Power Level received a massive boost at this moment.

"This..."

Yu Mengdi watched this scene of sweeping destruction, unable to help but cover her small mouth, intuitively feeling the terror of the Young Master's fourth soul skill.

This soul skill was exactly as Ye Wuqing had described; once activated, Evil Soul Masters melted away like butter.

Ye Que's merit continued to soar upward.

After two minutes of release, the low-level Evil Soul Masters present were nearly all dead, and Ye Que's Soul Power Level soared directly to level 52.

He could clearly feel the rise in his soul power.

Although he had not yet obtained his fifth soul ring, the soul power had accumulated nonetheless.

Ye Que was astonished.

This speed of soul power growth was simply too fast!

Even without obtaining a fifth soul ring, his soul power had reached an astonishing level 52; the feedback was significantly stronger than before.

Subsequently, Ye Que looked at the spectators in the venue and finally understood the situation completely.

Those who had survived were all normal people, at most just gamblers, while those evil beings below the seventh ring, along with the Holy Spirit Cult squad, had vanished in the aftermath of the Breath of the Angel.

In this battle, his merit had doubled.

At this moment, Yu Mengdi flew over, exclaiming: "You... Young Master, are you already over level 50?"

Ye Que smiled and nodded, not refuting her.

Yu Mengdi covered her small mouth, her eyes filled with envy.

Such a fast promotion speed—he had completely overcome the issue of slow cultivation speed inherent to an Ultimate Martial Soul.

"You've reached level 49 as well, haven't you?"

Ye Que looked at Yu Mengdi, revealing a gentle smile.

Yu Mengdi had also contributed during the battle just now, so she naturally received merit feedback as an Angel soul master.

Yu Mengdi smiled and said: "Yes! I can finally go obtain my fifth soul ring; we shall travel together when the time comes."

"Good!"

Ye Que nodded in agreement, then looked up toward the sky.