Letting You Go Is the King of Hell's Business; I'm Only Responsible for Sending You to Reincarnation (Please Vote and Keep Reading)

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was terrifying indeed.

Even when outnumbered, it had instantly killed so many low-ranking Evil Soul Masters.

Was this the terrifying power of the Angel Martial Soul to suppress its foes?

The Ghost Soul King and Vampire Bat Soul King were both dumbstruck. They stared in disbelief at the wounds in their chests and at their brothers, who had been sent straight to reincarnation.

They had been instantly killed by a three-ringed Six-Winged Angel.

Damn!

They were completely countered.

However, the two Soul Kings didn't choose to flee. Instead, they launched an attack on Ye Que.

They would be safe as long as they eliminated this guy.

The Soul Ring beneath the Ghost Soul King's feet lit up, and his figure vanished before their eyes. Like a ghost, he pounced at Ye Que, raised the Soul Banner in his hand, and summoned a great horde of undead.

The undead retreated instinctively the instant they saw Ye Que, but their master controlled them, leaving them no choice but to charge.

The Vampire Bat Soul King was no less active. A cursed broken blade appeared in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, he flew into the sky. His fifth Soul Ring lit up as he unleashed a Soul Skill that disrupted the mental magnetic field, hoping to make Ye Que lose himself so he could strike him down.

Facing the two Soul Kings' joint assault, Ye Que curled his lips into a smile and raised the Angel God Sword. "Do you think I'd be afraid just because you're attacking together? Don't forget how your ancestors were suppressed by us."

"Both of you, listen to your lullaby."

"Second Soul Skill, Angel Roar."

As soon as the words left his mouth, the divine shadow of the First Generation Angel God appeared behind Ye Que. Its eyes snapped open, and boundless golden energy surged forth like a tide.

The undead charging at him were wiped out in the blink of an eye, completely reduced to energy.

But it didn't stop there.

Angel Roar was a mental-domain attack Soul Skill. It could shatter all evil and inflict irreversible damage on an enemy's Sea of Consciousness. Against Evil Soul Masters, it dealt triple damage.

The two Evil Soul Master Soul Kings had intended to ambush Ye Que, but their Seas of Consciousness suddenly throbbed with unbearable pain. The boundless golden energy surged in and inflicted triple damage on their minds.

"Ah!"

"My head! My head's going to explode!"

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

With a bang, the head of the Evil Soul Master with the Vampire Bat King Martial Soul exploded into a blood mist. He died under the triple torment of mental and Soul Power damage, while his body was slowly consumed by the flames of light.

Though Ye Que's Soul Power was only at level 40, they couldn't withstand his three ultimate attributes or the power of his Angel Inheritance Soul Skills.

Ye Que's Soul Skills activated instantly. They weren't Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skills, but their power rivaled that of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skills.

And this bunch of Evil Soul Masters, who already feared divine power, couldn't withstand them at all.

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Que beat his wings and soared into the sky as his third Soul Ring lit up.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At that moment, the Angel God Sword became a hundred-meter-long greatsword and came crashing down toward the Ghost Soul Master's head.

Golden sword energy surged as the divine sword descended from the sky.

The Ghost Soul Master trembled with terror, his lips turning pale. Though afraid, he forced himself to swing his Soul Banner, and his fifth Soul Ring lit up.

He transformed into a gigantic undead and raised both hands to catch the enormous divine sword.

The instant the Ghost Soul King grabbed it, the black aura covering his body was purified, and his very soul trembled.

It hurt so much!

Even his Soul Power was being purified.

Catching the Angel God Sword with his bare hands was agonizing, but fortunately, he could still hold on.

Ye Que looked at the Ghost Soul King's pained expression and spoke. "If I remember correctly, you still have another Guardian, don't you?"

"Hahaha! So you're finally afraid. If you kill me, Lord Guardian will hunt you to the ends of the earth!" the Ghost Soul Master said with a bitter laugh.

Ye Que slowly eased up, his voice calm. "I'm not afraid. I just want to know where your Guardian is. Is he nearby? If he is, I can take him out too."

"You should know that my third Soul Skill is far more powerful than this. If I hadn't held back, you'd already have been killed in one blow—just like your companions."

"Tell me where your Guardian is, and I'll spare your life."

The Ghost Soul King's eyes shifted slightly. He asked coldly, "You mean it?"

Ye Que smiled. "I, Ye, have always acted with honor and kept my word. How could I lie to you?"

Hearing this, the Ghost Soul King gritted his teeth and revealed the Guardian's whereabouts.

Their leader was a six-ring Soul Emperor who was recovering from his injuries in the mountains. They had gone out to capture infants so they could help their Guardian heal.

A faint smile curled Ye Que's lips when he heard this.

So he was an injured Soul Emperor.

"Now you can let me go, right?"

The Ghost Soul King gripped the enlarged Angel God Sword, his body and Sea of Consciousness enduring a double assault. He truly couldn't take it any longer.

Ye Que shot him a sidelong glance and shouted, "Go to hell!"

In an instant, terrifying Soul Power surged into the divine sword, and its sword energy erupted.

"You..."

Before the Ghost Soul King could finish, the terrifying golden sword energy struck him. The Angel God Sword cleaved him cleanly in two, killing him on the spot and purifying his Soul Banner as well.

He had never imagined that the famed Six-Winged Angel Soul Master would break his promise.

A despicable scoundrel! What a despicable scoundrel!

After killing all the Evil Soul Masters, Ye Que calmly returned the divine sword to its sheath and said coldly, "I'm only responsible for sending you to reincarnation. Letting you go is the King of Hell's business."

"You stinking Evil Soul Master killed so many people and still dreamed I'd keep my promise."

Then Ye Que slowly descended and returned the kidnapped infants to the townsfolk.

At that moment, the people wept tears of gratitude.

They gazed at the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, a symbol of light and holiness, and expressed their heartfelt thanks, hailing him as a young hero.

No one had seen a wielder of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul for over a thousand years. At long last, they had seen one today.

All this time, the people had only heard that an Angel Family existed to counter Evil Soul Masters. Now that they'd seen one for themselves, it truly lived up to its reputation.

Ye Que smiled faintly and helped the townsfolk to their feet. "Everyone, the Evil Soul Masters have been eliminated. There won't be any more appearing for a while, so you can rest easy."

At that moment, the stall owner who had given him lodging stepped forward and called out, "Thank you, sir! Thank you, Lord Soul Master, for saving us from danger!"

The other townsfolk also voiced their thanks one after another.

Tears gradually filled Ye Que's eyes as he looked at them. He turned and flew into the sky, not staying there any longer.

He was quick to tears and couldn't bear to see the people treat him this way.

There could be many heroes in this world, but there couldn't be only one.

If only there were more compatriots.

At dawn, Ye Que entered the Star Dou Forest to obtain his fourth Soul Ring.

Before leaving that small city the day before, he had left some cultivation resources for the stall owner's daughter. Afterward, he had fought for a while and eliminated the six-ring Soul Emperor in the mountains.

Fortunately, the Evil Soul Master had been injured and was countered by Ye Que, allowing him to be killed at last.

Even so, Ye Que had paid the price of injury. But he was still glad to rid the people of a menace.

A great hero stood for his country and his people.

Ye Que didn't consider himself a great benefactor, but he would never betray his Martial Soul or abandon his duty.

Then he cast the distracting thoughts from his mind, looked out at the boundless Soul Beast forest, and began searching for a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast suited to him.

With level-40 Soul Power, six Angel Soul Bones, and the advantage of attribute suppression, killing a Soul Beast with light attributes on his own wouldn't be difficult.

Ye Que took a deep breath. "Deeper in!"