Dai Mubai's Despair! Absorbing the Second Spirit Ring!

The entire scene was stunned, and the knights were trembling in their boots.

Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu wore expressions of utter shock: "This is... the Angel Holy Sword!!"

"Dead...? Uncle Tiger... is Uncle Tiger dead?"

The two brothers of the Dai family were so terrified they collapsed to the ground, their faces twisted in horror.

Only Lin Ye felt his heart boiling: It's real... I can actually summon the divine artifact of the Angel God!!

He wiped the joy from his face.

He stared coldly at Dai Mubai: "I am a man who believes in an eye for an eye. Since you wanted to cripple one of my arms, I shall cripple one of yours!"

"Don't come over! Don't come over! I am a prince of the Star Luo Empire! Aren't you afraid of incurring the wrath of the Star Luo Empire if you touch me?!" Dai Mubai was terrified out of his wits.

He sat on the ground, frantically scooting backward while screaming in terror and making threats.

"What does being a prince matter! Today, I am going to cripple your arm!" Lin Ye did not stop his advance, slowly raising the sword in his hand.

Dai Mubai trembled violently, and a foul-smelling liquid leaked from his trousers as he begged in absolute terror: "Wait! I was wrong, please let me go! Spare me!"

Lin Ye's expression hardened, and he swung the sword down.

"No! Don't~~"

Squelch~

"Arghhh!!~" Dai Mubai let out a desperate, miserable shriek.

His left arm was severed on the spot by Lin Ye. Blood sprayed wildly from the stump as he screamed incessantly: "Ah! Ah! My arm! My arm, ahhh!!"

Lin Ye's gaze then shifted toward Dai Weisi, but his consciousness began to blur.

Summoning the Angel Holy Sword had exhausted every ounce of his physical strength and soul power.

The next second, he fainted.

"Disciple!"

Qian Daoliu flashed forward, catching the falling Lin Ye.

He looked at Lin Ye in his arms, then at the Angel Holy Sword embedded in the ground, his expression shifting uncertainly: "What on earth is happening? Why would the divine artifact of the Angel God..."

Qian Daoliu set his thoughts aside for the moment and addressed Dai Weisi and Dai Mubai: "Go. Today's matter ends here. If your Star Luo Imperial Family is dissatisfied, tell your Emperor to come to my Worship Hall to demand an explanation."

"Worship Hall...?"

"Go! Run!"

Dai Weisi and the others fled in a panic.

The Angel Holy Sword trembled once more, then zipped back toward the Worship Hall, landing firmly back upon its pedestal.

"Grandfather, what is going on? Why did the Angel Holy Sword... why did it suddenly fly over here?" Qian Renxue was completely baffled.

Qian Daoliu couldn't fathom it either, so he could only offer his own interpretation: "Perhaps it is because you are the successors chosen by the Angel God. When you are truly in danger, the Angel Holy Sword will appear to protect you."

Qian Renxue figured that was the only possible explanation.

But what worried Qian Daoliu was that the artifact had protected only Lin Ye and not Qian Renxue.

He had no idea that the artifact had come because Lin Ye had summoned it.

"Let's go, Xiaoxue."

"Mm."

The two of them left the area, carrying the unconscious Lin Ye.

When Lin Ye woke up, it was already noon the next day. He opened his eyes groggily as he lay in bed.

The moment he opened his eyes, Qian Renxue's face was right in front of his.

Lin Ye rolled his eyes and said unhappily: "Don't get so close to me!"

"Yo, you're still angry! I watched over you all night last night!" Qian Renxue said, hands on her hips, displeased.

"How can I not be angry? If we had been even slightly careless last night, we both would have been finished."

When one's own strength is not sufficient, provoking someone stronger is undoubtedly an unwise choice. There is no shame in running when you cannot win; it is better than losing your life.

"I didn't leave when you told me to yesterday because I knew Grandfather would appear to protect us."

"Our Six-Winged Angel clan possesses a unique method of soul power transmission. Those of the same bloodline can communicate within a thousand meters. As soon as I confirmed they were the Star Luo Imperial Family, I sent a message to Grandfather."

"Otherwise, do you think I would have been so reckless? If I were truly that reckless, I would have died in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace long ago," Qian Renxue said haughtily.

"You should have said so earlier." Lin Ye's emotions settled slightly.

In the original story, Qian Renxue was indeed shrewd, but she was only eleven years old now, after all.

"Alright, alright, stop bickering, you two." Qian Daoliu smiled helplessly, then added: "Disciple, see if you can get out of bed. If you can, we shall prepare to depart."

"Alright."

Lin Ye stretched his limbs and found he had recovered.

The three of them immediately headed toward the Star Dou Great Forest.

As for the matter of the Angel Holy Sword, since Qian Daoliu did not question him about it, Lin Ye naturally would not bring it up himself.

Once this matter was brought to light, it would hold no benefit for him.

Summoning the Angel divine artifact had now become a powerful trump card for Lin Ye to use when facing formidable enemies!

After entering the Star Dou Great Forest, Qian Daoliu unleashed his spiritual power to begin the search.

This time, their luck was quite good; within two hours, they found a soul beast that was a perfect match for Lin Ye.

It was a Light Fire Flame Beast with a cultivation level reaching 1,300 years.

It possessed both light and fire attributes.

With a single strike, Qian Daoliu heavily wounded it, and the Light Fire Flame Beast collapsed to the ground.

"Go, disciple."

Lin Ye stepped forward quickly and killed it with a single sword strike.

He then sat cross-legged and began to absorb the soul ring.

A purple thousand-year soul ring slowly rose and settled onto Lin Ye's body, its terrifying energy rapidly beginning to fuse with his physique.

It did not take long for Lin Ye to digest this soul ring.

His soul power increased significantly as a result!

Level 21!

Level 22!

Level 23!

Lin Ye's soul power had broken through three levels in one go!

"He really succeeded—a thousand-year second ring!" Qian Renxue's eyes were grave; she finally felt the pressure.

"Not bad, disciple." Qian Daoliu nodded inwardly and asked, "How is it? What is your second soul skill?"

"Teacher, my second soul skill is an assault-type skill named Angel Twin Slash."

"Angel Twin Slash? Tell me more about it," Qian Daoliu inquired in detail.

"Very well." Lin Ye released his Angel Holy Sword martial soul, preparing to demonstrate and explain: "Angel Twin Slash consists of two slashes. The first slash is a thrusting strike with the light attribute."

"I call it Bright Slash!"

As Lin Ye spoke, the holy sword began to condense intense light energy, and the next second, his body moved in sync with the blade.

He erupted with astonishing speed that he could not normally achieve, his body flashing forward instantly to sever a large tree in front of him with a single strike.

Bang!

This slash was an agility-assault skill; it featured an instantaneous burst of speed for thrusting and assassination, possessing high speed, strong penetration, and armor-piercing capabilities.

"The second slash is a long-range strike with the holy fire attribute."

"I call it Holy Fire Slash!"

As soon as Lin Ye finished speaking, intense flames surged upon the Angel Holy Sword.

"Hah!"

He swung his sword.

A blade of flame flew out, striking and shattering a large boulder a hundred meters away.

Bang!

The stone exploded.

This move possessed immense destructive power and carried a burning effect.

Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue both gasped in unison: "Hiss! This single soul skill is equivalent to two!"