Sixth Soul Skill: Angel Domination

"Mm! Little sister, you're right!"

"A mere black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring—not even a red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring—is worthy of being called a divine skill?"

"When did 'god' become so cheap?"

Qian Wuyou nodded, fully agreeing with his sister. His voice was filled with undisguised disdain.

He looked at Dugu Bo as if he were a ridiculous frog in a well, his gaze brimming with contempt and scorn.

It was only natural that other people didn't know Deities existed.

On the Douluo Continent, most Soul Masters spent their entire lives barely reaching the threshold of Titled Douluo.

Even encountering a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast would be an immense stroke of luck. As for touching the divine realm, treating a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring as the pinnacle of power was merely a consequence of limited horizons.

But the two siblings came from the Angel Clan, and their ancestor had been a bona fide Deity.

Even across the entire Douluo God Realm, apart from the Five Great God Kings, Angel God, a First-Level God, stood among the highest beings in the Divine Realm.

And let's be honest, there was no denying it.

Just look—even the four Soul Skills produced by Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's Million-Year Soul Ring weren't worthy of being called divine skills.

Even he, with three black and six red Soul Rings, didn't dare call them divine skills.

Did a mere black Ten Thousand Year Soul Skill of Dugu Bo's really deserve to use the word "divine"?

It was utterly laughable.

Blatant blasphemy against the gods!

Qian Wuyou remained perfectly calm. He didn't even move a step, yet a mighty, sacred aura of golden Soul Power burst from his body, leaving no room for doubt.

-Hum—hum—hum—

Black, black, black.

Red, red, red.

Red, red, red.

All nine Soul Rings—three black and six red—slowly rose from beneath Qian Wuyou's feet. Their brilliant radiance shot straight into the sky, illuminating the poisonous mists blanketing the entire Sunset Mountain Range.

The aura released by just the first three black Soul Rings was enough to crush Dugu Bo's ninth Soul Skill.

The six red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings above them bore mysterious markings—the sign of Soul Rings whose age exceeded a hundred thousand years.

The aura from those six Ferocious Beast-level Soul Rings alone swept away Dugu Bo's laughable ninth Soul Skill, Jade Phosphor Divine Light.

"Three black and six red Soul Rings?!"

"Level 96 Peak Douluo?!"

"This... how is this possible?!"

Dugu Bo was struck as if by lightning.

The blood in his body froze in an instant, and the ferocity and savagery on his face were utterly replaced by shock.

Dugu Bo's green eyes widened as he stared fixedly at the nine Soul Rings around Qian Wuyou, each radiating a terrifying aura.

Well, well. Just look at that.

Three black and six red Soul Rings...

Was such a heaven-defying Soul Ring Configuration even possible for a human being?

This brat before him was clearly only in his twenties, yet he was already a Titled Douluo—and a Level 96 Peak Douluo at that.

Was this damn guy even human?

Folks, is there any chance Dugu Bo gets out of this alive?

Waiting online. This is urgent!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

"Dugu Bo, weren't you just acting all high and mighty?"

"Why'd you clam up the moment you saw my big brother's Soul Ring Configuration?"

Qian Wulu put her hands on her hips and lifted her chin slightly, her voice full of teasing.

Her bright eyes glittered with mischief. She had no intention of sparing Dugu Bo's feelings.

"Hmm?"

"Dugu Bo, answer me!"

"Look in my eyes!"

"Why, baby, why!"

As Dugu Bo stared in terror, golden light filled Qian Wuyou's golden eyes.

In the next instant, the three black and six red Soul Rings beneath his feet burst into brilliant radiance!

—Hum—!!!

Brilliant golden light tore through the lingering poisonous mist. A Twelve-Winged Angel Martial Soul, formed from sacred Soul Power, slowly unfurled behind him.

The Angel Martial Soul held a golden Angel Holy Sword. Each feathered wing was covered in gilded divine markings, and as its twelve wings gently beat, countless golden feathers drifted down.

Wherever the golden feathers passed, the poisonous mist was purified.

Before long, the purification power of the Angel Martial Soul had completely dissolved the Jade Phosphor Poison Barrier at the entrance to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

"A... an Angel Martial Soul..."

"Are you from Spirit Hall?"

As an elder of the Soul Master World, Dugu Bo recognized the legendary Angel Martial Soul at a glance.

That mighty sacred power, that radiant twelve-winged form, that Angel Holy Sword that passed judgment on the world's evils—none of it could be faked!

Across the entire Douluo Continent, only the Angel lineage of the Qian Family in Spirit Hall possessed the supreme Angel Martial Soul.

"Heh!"

"You've got some sense, but not much!"

Qian Wuyou chuckled softly.

The Soul Power pressure of a Level 96 Peak Douluo bore down directly on Dugu Bo.

"Ugh..."

Dugu Bo's legs gave way. With a thud, he dropped to his knees, his entire body trembling violently. His face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't even muster the strength to lift his head.

"Damn it..."

Dugu Bo, a Level 91 Titled Douluo, didn't even have the right to raise his head before Qian Wuyou, a Level 96 Peak Douluo.

"You Spirit Hall people have gone too far! I'll fight you to the death, you brat..."

Knowing there was no chance of a peaceful resolution, Dugu Bo's eyes flashed with determination.

Either way, he was going to die. Rather than kneel and beg for mercy, only to be killed at their whim, he might as well stake everything on a chance to survive.

Dugu Bo's gaze fell on Qian Wulu behind Qian Wuyou, and a ruthless, resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

Even if he died, he'd take someone his opponent cared about down with him!

"You brat, you brought this on yourself!"

"Even if I die, I'll take your sister with me!"

Ignoring the agony of his Soul Power running wild and his meridians tearing apart, Dugu Bo darted around Qian Wuyou.

Like a specter, he lunged toward Qian Wulu behind him!

Dugu Bo knew full well—

He had no chance of beating Qian Wuyou head-on.

If he wanted to live, his only chance was to take the girl hostage!

"Heh!"

"You really don't know when to quit!"

A mocking smile curved Qian Wuyou's lips.

He actually thought he could take Qian Wulu hostage right in front of him?

Did that old poisoner, Dugu Bo, really think Qian Wuyou wasn't there?

Daring to touch his own little sister was crossing his ultimate boundary. Dugu Bo had a death wish!

"Hundred Thousand Year Sixth Soul Skill: Angel Domination!"

As Qian Wuyou's words fell, his sixth Soul Ring suddenly blazed with dazzling golden light. Mighty, sacred power swept in all directions, filling the air with an irresistible aura of judgment.

In the next instant, Dugu Bo seemed to have been frozen in place. His entire body hung motionless in midair, his forward lunge locked in place. His limbs stiffened, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't even move a finger.

Then, an even more horrifying scene unfolded!

Under the absolute control of Angel Domination, the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor Martial Soul behind Dugu Bo suddenly opened its enormous jaws against his will and swallowed him whole.