Ninth Soul Skill: Angel Sanction

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The ear-piercing sound of space shattering erupted in succession, forcibly tearing through the clear, pristine sky of Heaven Dou City.

Pitch-black, hideous spatial rifts appeared like scars from purgatory, spreading and expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The... the sky has actually split open..."

"This... how is this possible..."

"No! That's a spatial turbulence... everyone, run!"

Violent spatial turbulence surged out from the fissures, causing the surrounding air to twist violently, making even the sturdy buildings of the city tremble slightly.

Those greedy individuals who had attempted to seize the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone amidst the chaos were torn to shreds instantly by the formidable spatial turbulence.

The lucky ones who escaped the catastrophe fled in all directions, their screams and wails instantly engulfing the entire Heaven Dou City.

"Hmph! A bunch of clowns!"

"With this pathetic display, you still want to seize the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone?"

Qian Wuyou sat upright on his throne, his golden eyes sweeping over the scene below with indifference, completely ignoring the killing intent and greedy gazes surrounding him.

Ignoring these clowns, he led all his clansmen to fly directly into the depths of the spatial rift.

This spatial fissure that had alarmed the entire city was a widened spatial tunnel, created specifically by Qian Wuyou using the authority of the Lord of the Douluo Planet Plane.

The destination—it was their long-prepared new home—the Ice God Secret Realm!

This thing looked terrifying and dangerous, but in reality, it was not safe at all.

Without the protection of his authority as the Lord of the Plane, even a Level 99 Peerless Douluo would be torn to pieces by the powerful spatial turbulence.

"No!"

"Qian Wuyou and his group want to leave Heaven Dou City?"

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi's expression changed drastically.

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, His Excellency Haotian, hurry and stop them! You must not let Qian Wuyou and his group leave Heaven Dou City."

The resources stolen from the World Treasury must not be lost.

Otherwise—their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would have to tighten their belts to survive!

However, before Tang Hao, Sword Douluo, or Bone Douluo could make a move.

Qian Wuyou, sitting on his throne, spoke first.

"Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Ning Fengzhi, as well as the two remnants of the old era, Sword and Bone, and everyone from the Heaven Dou Imperial family..."

He tapped his fingertips lightly on the armrest of the throne, his platinum attire fluttering loudly in the spatial turbulence.

Three black and six red—nine shocking soul rings rotated slowly around Qian Wuyou, as sacred, scorching, bright, and overbearing auras enveloped the surroundings.

"Since you insist on choosing to be enemies with Martial Soul Hall, then I, Qian Wuyou, representing the Angel Family and Martial Soul Hall Pope Bibi Dong, formally declare—total war against you all!"

The moment Qian Wuyou's voice fell—Qian Wulu, Tianzhen, Wuxie, and the other ten Angel clansmen all wore strange expressions on their faces.

What the hell is this "representing Martial Soul Hall"!

What the hell is this "representing Pope Bibi Dong"!

What the hell is this "total war"!

It was as if they hadn't just rebelled and split off.

You bastard, you really seize every opportunity to drag that madwoman Bibi Dong through the mud, don't you?

Must say—

This is truly... well played!

Don't say it, you really shouldn't say it!

It was clearly the other Angel clansmen who caused chaos in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace and ransacked the World Treasury of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Yet, this schemer Qian Wuyou simply dumped the blame onto Bibi Dong and Martial Soul Hall.

With just a few simple sentences, Qian Wuyou precisely directed the fury of the Heaven Dou Empire, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the Clear Sky Sect.

He shifted it all onto Bibi Dong and Martial Soul Hall, completely distancing himself and the Radical Faction he represented.

If Bibi Dong knew what they had done—she would probably be so angry she'd vomit blood on the spot...

Even Qian Daoliu, the leader of the Conservative Faction, could never have imagined that the High Priest he had painstakingly cultivated would lead him to his doom.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Big brother's ability to shift blame is truly peerless!"

Qian Wulu muttered frantically to herself on the side.

Is such blatant framing really okay?

Is he not afraid that the madwoman Bibi Dong will choose to join forces with Qian Daoliu and give their Radical Faction a righteous group beating?

"Heh!"

"Young Master, you need not worry about such trifles!"

"That madwoman Bibi Dong will have her hands full soon enough!"

Tianzhen, Wuxie, and the other clansmen exchanged glances, the corners of their mouths curling into playful smiles.

The massive commotion they had caused in Heaven Dou City today ensured that everyone would pin the blame squarely on Bibi Dong and Martial Soul Hall.

After all—no one else knew that their Radical Faction of the Angel Clan had already severed ties with Martial Soul Hall to strike out on their own.

Just as Qian Wulu chatted with the other Angel clansmen.

Down on the ground, Tang Hao, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Ge Long, who had just arrived at Shrek Academy, all saw their expressions darken.

"Declaring war on the entire continent???"

"Hmph!"

"What arrogance!"

"Heaven Dou Soul Master Legion, hear my order: form the formation!"

With a thunderous roar, Ge Long summoned his Yazi Martial Soul.

Two yellow, two purple, and four black soul rings unfurled in layers beneath his feet.

The soul power of an 86th-level Soul Douluo erupted without reservation.

However, before Tang Hao, Sword Douluo, or Bone Douluo could make a move, Qian Wuyou chose to strike first.

"600,000-year Ninth Soul Skill—Angel Sanction!"

The 600,000-year soul ring on Qian Wuyou's body, marked with six crimson patterns, erupted with an intense red light.

The thousand-meter-tall Avatar of the Twelve-Winged Angel Martial Soul slowly unfolded, its twelve golden wings blotting out the sun.

The pure and violent soul power of a 600,000-year Soul Beast transformed into a monstrous pressure, crushing down upon the entirety of Heaven Dou City. Every soul master in the city felt their soul power stagnate instantly, and even breathing became an arduous task.

Immediately following—countless scarlet specks of light ignited in the sky, and nine blood-colored pillars of light, each dozens of zhang thick, descended.

They fell without warning, striking precise locations within Heaven Dou City.

These included the targets Qian Wuyou had prioritized: Shrek Academy, the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, the Moonlight Pavilion run by Tang Yuehua, as well as the properties of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan within the city.

"What... what the hell is this???"

The pillars of light descending from the heavens made Tang Hao, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Ge Long feel as if they were facing a mortal enemy.

"Citizens of Heaven Dou City, this is my parting gift to you."

"Each pillar of light contains a soul power attack at the 600,000-year level."

"If converted into human Soul Power Level terms, it is equivalent to the full-force strike of a Level 99 Peerless Douluo..."

"A friendly reminder—this means you are about to endure nine consecutive full-force bombardments from a Peerless Douluo..."

As his voice faded, Qian Wuyou looked down with indifferent eyes, gazing from on high at the ashen-faced Tang Hao, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Ge Long.