Fanatical Believers
She took to the air, her eight purplish-black wings fully unfurled, and countless purplish-black feathers fell from her wings.
"Go."
Those feathers Qian Xunji towards Qianxun.
"Angel Shield."
Qian Xunji raised his hand, and the purple-black feathers struck the light shield, where Holy Light and demonic energy scorched each other.
"Sixth Soul Skill - Angel Holy Light Slash"
He stepped out from behind the shield, raised the Angel Holy Sword high above his head, and slashed down.
A golden sword beam pierced the sky, slashing towards the Fallen Angel Clan Leader.
The Fallen Angel Clan Leader smirked coldly.
Her figure flickered in the air, instantly splitting into dozens of clones, each identical to her, with eight wings spread and wielding a black sword.
The Angel Holy Light Slash shattered several of the clones, but more clones surrounded Qian Xunji from all directions.
"Soul Shackles"
All the clones raised their hands simultaneously, and countless black chains flew out from the void. These were not physical attacks, but rather chains that could directly penetrate Qian Xunji's Soul Power shield and pierce through his soul.
Qian Xunji frowned, but his expression remained calm.
"The Sacred Fire".
Golden holy flames ignited from his body, spreading along the chains to all his clones simultaneously.
Where the holy flames burned, the soul chains shattered inch by inch, and the clones were burned to ashes one after another.
The Fallen Angel Clan Leader's true form retreated in a disheveled state from the group of clones, a large patch of the purplish-black feathers on his eight wings scorched by the Holy Fire.
The composure on her face finally vanished. "You..."
"Leave this place. This place does not belong to you demons."
"Eighth Soul Skill - Sword of Angels."
The holy sword in the Angel's hand suddenly expanded, and the holy flames on the sword burned to their most intense intensity.
With a single sword strike, Holy Light cascaded down, Fallen Angel Clan Leader, wings and all, in two.
Her body disintegrated inch by inch in the Holy Light, finally turning into a wisp of black smoke and disappearing completely.
Qian Xunji didn't look at her again. Sensing the increasingly intense energy fluctuations coming from the direction of the Sun Moon Continent, the unease in his heart grew stronger.
The Moonfall Plain, where the sounds of battle echo through the heavens.
The battlefield between 60,000 Soul Master and demons stretched from one end of the plain to the other, with scorched bullet holes and shattered demon corpses everywhere on the ground.
But more demons poured out of the spatial passage, filling the gap that had been blasted open.
The demon tore through the Soul Master's shield, and the Soul Master's Soul Skill pierced through the demon's chest; both sides were killing each other in the most primal way.
Ling Yuan charged at the forefront of the battle formation, her back unfurling a pair of Lie Yan red wings, her Martial Soul Avatar already released.
Her eyes can see further in her Martial Soul Avatar state.
"Fourth Soul Skill - Blazing Prairie Fire!"
The Blazing Spirit Kite suddenly spread its wings, and towering Lie Yan poured down from its surface.
Several Lich were engulfed by the sea of fire, turning into charred bones amidst their agonizing screams.
Ling Yuan flew to Elder Snake Lance's side and asked, "What are all these?"
"Could it be the work of that God Lord?"
"But I wonder about the Pope..."
Halfway through his sentence, Snake Lance Douluo shouted, "Elder Ling Yuan, be careful!"
Suddenly, a demon silently pounced out from behind her.
It was a Shadow Demon, its body semi-transparent, hidden in the shadows of the battlefield.
It darted out from Ling Yuan's blind spot, its dark claws aimed straight for the back of her neck.
Ling Yuan turned around abruptly, but it was too late to completely avoid the attack.
Clang!
A golden sword light slashed from afar, accurately striking the Shadow Demon.
The Shadow Demon's body was split in two.
Ling Yuan suddenly turned her head and saw a figure flying in from a distance.
"Brother-in-law! You're awake?"
Qian Xunji landed beside her and nodded. "You're awake. Where's Dong'er?"
"Dong'er went there soon."
Ling Yuan pointed towards the depths of the Evil Demon Forest, "There's been a very strong aura coming from over there, and it's getting increasingly strange since just now. Brother-in-law, you need to go help quickly, I suspect something's happened."
"Can you hold on here?"
"No problem."
"These monsters are about as strong as us. With the Golden Crocodile offering and our ability to stabilize the situation, plus the support of the Soul Tool, we can hold on. Go and help Sister Dong'er."
Qian Xunji looked around. Golden Crocodile Douluo was on the left flank, charging back and forth among the demons with his Crocodile King body.
Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo used his Martial Soul Fusion Skill to seal off an entire area from the rear.
Several rounds of Soul Guidance Cannon fire forcefully suppressed the demon's charge.
Although the defenses were strained, they were indeed held.
He nodded, said no more, and flew towards the Evil Demon Forest.
The demons along the way sensed his approach and roared as they surrounded him.
Qian Xunji raised his hand, and a blazing golden Sun Fire condensed in his palm. Without turning his head, he smashed it behind him.
The fireball struck the horde of demons and exploded, instantly vaporizing a large number of them.
He passed through the cleared passage and disappeared into the direction of the Evil Demon Forest.
In the distance, the Demon God raised his arms high, his voice echoing throughout the entire Evil Demon Forest.
"My followers, ascend with me!"
Throughout the Evil Demon Forest, the cultists who had survived the battle crawled out of the ruins.
They were covered in wounds, some with broken arms, others with broken legs crushed by rubble, but at this moment they all knelt on the ground as if possessed, raising their hands high, their eyes burning with fanatical flames.
"Welcome the God Lord! Welcome the God Lord! Welcome the God Lord!"
The next second, Dark Divine Power surged from the Demon God's body, pouring down on every follower like a torrential rain.
Their auras began to surge wildly— Soul Ancestor leaped to Soul King, Soul King to Soul Emperor, Soul Emperor to Soul Saint, and Soul Douluo stepped into Titled Douluo in one step, leveling up as easily as drinking water.
But the sparkle in their eyes gradually faded, leaving them hollow.
They were still cheering and kneeling, but they were no longer human.
They were ascended puppets, living sacrifices, the first stepping stones for the Demon God's descent to earth.
Bibi Dong stood up from the pit, looked at the fanatical cultists, and said coldly, "Stop... There's no point in you doing this."