There was not the slightest hint of probing.
Wang Dong'er's strength had already been fully revealed in her earlier clashes with the other members of the Sun Moon Team.
What was more, deep within Ye Guyi's senses lingered an extremely faint, indescribable anomaly.
It dated back to when she had first seen Wang Dong'er during the early stages of the tournament.
The other girl had seemed to faintly emit a murky aura that instinctively repelled and unsettled her.
That sensation had been ethereal and fleeting, like an illusion.
Especially after the opening ceremony, when they met again, that discomfort had vanished without a trace.
The Wang Dong'er before her was pure and radiant, beyond reproach.
Had her senses been wrong back then, or was there another hidden truth?
At this moment, that thread of doubt was utterly insignificant before her surging battle intent.
Standing across the arena was an unquestionable formidable enemy, an opponent worthy of her unleashing all her brilliance. That was enough.
In the blink of an eye, Soul Power around Ye Guyi erupted like a volcano!
The seventh black Soul Ring beneath her feet, the last in the sequence and the deepest in color,
suddenly burst forth with darkness that swallowed all light, before transforming into ultimate brilliance that pierced through the gloom!
Seventh Soul Skill, Angel True Body!
"Buzz—!"
A resonance that seemed to come from the depths of heaven rang through the world.
Ye Guyi's entire body, from her hair to her fingertips,
was instantly dyed an utterly pure, dazzling gold, as though forged from liquid sunlight!
The four wings behind her, once white as snow, also transformed into glorious golden wings of light.
The texture of every feather was clear as if carved, and with the slightest flutter, countless motes of light scattered down.