Angel Descends, Ambush in a Dead-End Alley

A strong smell of blood wafted out from the ventilation holes of the arena's protective shield.

In the center of the arena, the lean, victorious man stood beside the mangled corpse.

His five Soul Ring emitted a dark red, murky glow, and his hands had completely transformed into sharp claws covered in black and red scales.

The man lowered his head and licked the blood from his fingertips, letting out a sharp, eerie laugh.

The gamblers in the stands went wild, waving their tickets frantically.

Ye Guyi, standing behind the stone pillar, began to breathe rapidly.

She gripped the short blade tightly with both hands, the veins on her arms bulging slightly from the force.

For her, who possesses the Holy Angel Martial Soul, these Evil Soul Masters who blatantly rely on absorbing the essence and blood of living beings for cultivation are enemies that must be purified immediately.

The Soul Power beneath her feet began to fluctuate violently and uncontrollably, and the pale golden holy aura almost broke through the suppression.

She wanted to rush down from the stands and kill that vile scoundrel on the spot.

"Don't do it."

A deep and steady voice suddenly resounded directly in her mind.

Ye Guyi shuddered, and her movements abruptly stopped.

Spiritual communication.

Moreover, this spiritual energy was extremely condensed and pure, even carrying a faint, gentle vitality, which directly soothed the restless killing intent in her mind.

"At least two Evil Soul Master deacons at the Soul Sage level are lurking in this Underground Black Market."

"The soul-guided monitoring array in the shadows operates around the clock."

"If you unleash your Holy Angel Martial Soul here, you won't even be able to leave through this door."

Dai Huabin's voice rang in her mind again, his tone calm and undisturbed.

Ye Guyi bit her lower lip, her chest heaving violently a few times.

Dai Huabin's words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the impulse in her heart.

She knew what the other person was saying was true.

With her current cultivation level, if she were to expose her Martial Soul and attract the siege of high-level Evil Soul Master, she would only face certain death.

Ye Guyi took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the Soul Power circulating in her body back to her dantian.

She turned her head and took a deep look at the shadow where Dai Huabin stood.

Dai Huabin didn't say anything more. He turned around and walked silently down the dimly lit corridor toward the upper-level stands at the back.

Ye Guyi stood behind the stone pillar, watching the departing figure, her eyes flashing with a complex light.

Back to the corner of the upper stands.

Zhu Lu remained vigilant, and upon seeing Dai Huabin return, she immediately stepped aside to make room for him.

"Have you figured it out?" Zhu Lu asked in a low voice.

"Hmm, I met an interesting person." Dai Huabin sat back down on the wooden chair.

Di Lingxi, standing nearby, was playing with the disassembled wind-up frog, muttering complaints under her breath.

"Huabin, what were you doing over there just now?"

"I saw you standing behind that girl in the skirt for quite a while."

While fiddling with the iron parts in her hands, Di Lingxi questioned them with a righteous air.

"Don't talk nonsense, that's serious business." Dai Huabin tapped her on the head.

Ice Empress leaned back in his chair and let out a soft hum.

"I always said all male humans are the same; they can smell females everywhere they go."

Snow Empress sat beside him, calmly picked up her teacup, took a sip, and spoke in a composed tone.

"The aura of light emanating from that girl was very pure."

"In a city filled with corrupt Soul Guidance Technology, this is indeed quite rare."

Bi Ji nodded slightly and said softly, "She has a very pure and kind heart. When she saw the Evil Soul Master committing the crime, her life force fluctuated violently. She's a child who can't tolerate any injustice."

"It's a pity she's too weak and acts too impulsively," Ice Empress commented bluntly. "If it weren't for Dai Huabin's icy aura suppressing her earlier, she would have already been captured and bled dry by those three small fry."

Dai Huabin did not respond, and turned his gaze back to the stands below.

The battles in the arena have all ended.

The mangled corpse was dragged out like trash by the black market's cleanup crew, and the bloodstains on the ground were washed away by a simple soul-guided rinsing device.

The gamblers in the stands began to leave one after another.

Standing behind the stone pillar, Ye Guyi pulled up the cloth on her head, lowered her hood, and quickly walked towards the exit with the flow of people leaving the venue.

About thirty meters behind her, the three black-robed Evil Soul Master who had been repelled by Dai Huabin earlier reappeared.

Despite being warned by a hidden master, the Evil Soul Master's greed for high-quality life essence ultimately overcame his fear.

They dared not make a move in the black market, but secretly followed Ye Guyi, planning to ambush her when she reached a secluded alleyway on the surface.

Dai Huabin stood up from his chair and dusted off his robe.

"Let's go, the show's about to begin."

Zhu Lu immediately understood, and with a slight movement, she disappeared into the shadows of the corridor.

Di Lingxi quickly stuffed the scattered metal parts into her storage bag and hurried after her.

"I have to make the first move this time. I've been cooped up in the forest for so long, my bones are practically rusting!" Di Lingxi said, waving her little fists as she walked.

Avoiding the crowded flow of people, the six quickly moved towards the ground via another dimly lit safety passage.

The morning mist had completely dissipated on the streets of West Outer Ring of Ming Capital.

Sunlight pierced through the thin clouds and shone on the cold cobblestone streets, but the air still carried a biting chill.

Ye Guyi strode across the two main streets, then deliberately turned into a dead-end alley leading to an abandoned freight pier.

She stopped, slowly turned around, and pulled off the coarse cloth mask from her face.

At the entrance of the alley, three figures in black robes slowly emerged like Gui Mei, completely blocking the only way out.

Beneath the abandoned freight pier, piles of rusty metal components and rotting wooden crates lay scattered.

The terrain here is very low-lying, and it is blocked by towering brick walls, so the sunlight cannot shine in during the day.

"Little girl, you run pretty fast!"

The leader of the black-robed Evil Soul Master let out a sickening, toothy laugh.

He slowly lifted the hood from his head, revealing a face covered in bluish-gray lividity.

"You were protected by a master in the black market, but now that you're in this desolate place, let's see who can save you."

The other two Evil Soul Master spread out to the left and right, blocking both sides of the alley.

Dense gray-black death energy rose simultaneously from the three of them, and fifteen Soul Ring —yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black—lit up one after another in the dark alley.

They were all Evil Soul Master at the level of Five-Ring Soul King.

A strong, putrid stench quickly filled my brain.

Ye Guyi stood deep in the alley, her face icy cold.

With a flick of her right hand, a three-foot-long golden sword fell into her palm.

Since there was no way to avoid it, she stopped hiding.

The girl's Soul Power erupted suddenly, and the dazzling golden-white light instantly dispelled the surrounding darkness.

Three Soul Ring, two yellow and one purple, rose from beneath her feet.