But she soon thought of something else. But it's already been ten thousand years... And the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is so powerful. You can tell just by how he, a Soul Grandmaster, can take on a Soul Beast that we couldn't defeat together... If he joined the Tang Sect, or... or if he and I...
Tang Ya's thoughts wandered further and further afield. Her cheeks grew redder and redder, and she even began imagining some shameful scenes. If... if we had a child together, the child's Martial Soul would definitely be very powerful, right? Maybe they could inherit both the Six-Winged Angel and Blue Silver Grass... In that case, they could surely lead the Tang Sect to glory again...
No, no! Tang Ya, get a grip! She slapped her cheeks hard, trying to drive away those wild thoughts, but her gaze clung to Su Chen despite herself. She couldn't tear it away.
At that moment, Su Chen paid no attention to Tang Ya's complicated thoughts. His focus was entirely on the Red-Winged Dragon.
The Red-Winged Dragon's forelegs had been severed at the roots. Dark red blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering across the charred ground with a sizzling, corrosive hiss.
The agony drove this five-thousand-year-old draconic Soul Beast completely mad. Its scarlet eyes held nothing but savagery and murderous intent. Ignoring the pain from its severed limbs, it suddenly opened its cavernous jaws.
"ROAR—!!!"
Amid its deafening roar, red-hot flames began to gather furiously in the Red-Winged Dragon's mouth. At first, there were only a few sparks, but in the blink of an eye they coalesced into a blazing fireball, scorching the surrounding air until it warped and twisted. The fireball grew brighter and denser, and the searing heat made Bei Bei and Tang Ya, dozens of meters away, feel their skin sting.
"That's... the Red-Winged Dragon's dragon flame!" Bei Bei's expression changed drastically as he shouted, "Brother, look out!"
Tang Ya also clenched her fists nervously, her nails digging deep into her palms. Her Soul Power was almost completely depleted, so she couldn't go help him. All she could do was watch.
Yet in the face of this terrifying attack, Su Chen's expression remained as calm as ever. He hovered in midair, his six pristine white wings beating slowly, his golden hair billowing in the waves of heat. Not a trace of panic showed in his deep eyes.
"It's time to end this," Su Chen murmured.
As soon as the words left his mouth, the six angel wings behind him suddenly flared! All six wings burst into even more brilliant golden light. The sacred patterns on every feather seemed to come alive, flowing with a liquid golden radiance.
Then Su Chen gripped the Angel Holy Sword with both hands. The golden flames burning along its blade suddenly surged, illuminating his entire figure like a god of war descending upon the world.
"Bzzz—"
An invisible force field erupted outward from Su Chen, instantly enveloping a radius of fifty meters!
Within the Domain, the scene changed in an instant.
A faint golden mist seemed to fill the air, while angelic totem patterns shimmered across the ground. Most astonishing of all, every ray of light in the area seemed drawn by some unseen force toward Su Chen, making his figure grow ever more sacred and dazzling.
This was the Angel Domain, unleashed in full!
Within the Domain, light blazed around Su Chen, and his sacred aura surged several times over. His presence was as weighty as a mountain and as fierce as the sun. Hovering at the center of the Domain, his six wings spread wide, golden hair streaming behind him, the Holy Sword blazing in his hand, he looked just like a true angel descending into the mortal realm.
By contrast, the Red-Winged Dragon let out a pained, terrified shriek.
It could clearly feel its already depleted Soul Power being devoured by an invisible force! That power was warm and sacred, yet carried a deadly purifying effect. Wherever it passed, the fire-attribute Soul Power in its body melted away like snow.
Not only that, but its dark red scales began to sizzle as though scalding holy water had been poured over them, sending wisps of smoke curling upward. The dragon flame gathering in its mouth slowed noticeably, and even staying airborne became difficult.
"A Domain?!" Bei Bei cried out in shock, disbelief written all over his face.
As the successor to Mu En, the Sea God Pavilion Master, Bei Bei was still young, but he knew the Soul Master World's many secrets inside and out. He understood what the ability known as a "Domain" meant—it was a supreme talent that Soul Masters could awaken only upon reaching an exceptionally high level! Even among Titled Douluo, only a handful possessed a Domain!
And yet this boy, who looked no older than twelve or thirteen, already had one?
Tang Ya was also stunned. Though she didn't have Bei Bei's extensive knowledge, she had read about Domains in the surviving ancient books of the Tang Sect. Their ancestor, Tang San, had possessed the famous Blue Silver Domain and Divine Slaughter's Domain ten thousand years ago. Those were among the crucial powers that had helped him attain Dual Godhood as the Sea God and Asura God.
"A Domain... He actually..." Tang Ya murmured. Her gaze at the golden figure in the sky held a mixture of awe and admiration, with a trace of infatuation she hadn't even noticed herself.
Even more alarming to them was the fact that they were inside the Domain, too!
Bei Bei could clearly feel his already heavily depleted Soul Power continuing to drain, slowly but steadily. The effect was nowhere near as terrifying as it was on the Red-Winged Dragon, but if this went on for long, he might be completely drained as well.
Tang Ya was in even worse shape. She had only recently advanced to Soul Elder, and her Soul Power was still unstable. Under the pressure of the Angel Domain, she felt utterly weak, barely able to stand.
"What a terrifying Domain..." Bei Bei was aghast. "It doesn't just suppress and drain enemies; it affects every being inside the Domain... Who exactly is this little brother?"
In midair, Su Chen gave the Red-Winged Dragon no chance to catch its breath.
The purple First Soul Ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up, blazing with light!
"First Soul Skill! Holy Light Slash!"
Su Chen's voice was calm and even, but the Angel Holy Sword in his hand burst with golden light more brilliant than before. He didn't choose any complicated move. He simply swung the longsword forward.
A larger, denser, crescent-shaped golden blade of light flew from the sword. Five meters long, its edges shimmered with tangible golden flames. Wherever it passed, the air hissed as it was purified.
At that moment, the dragon flame in the Red-Winged Dragon's mouth finally reached its limit!
"ROAR—!!!"
With one final roar, the Red-Winged Dragon spat out the scarlet fireball in its mouth, over a meter in diameter! The instant it left its jaws, the temperature within dozens of meters skyrocketed, and the plants on the ground withered and blackened.
The scarlet fireball and golden blade of light collided in midair!
"BOOM—!!!"
A deafening explosion rang out. Golden and scarlet light intertwined and annihilated one another, forming a visible shockwave that spread in every direction. Trees were uprooted in its path, and deep furrows were carved into the ground.
Bei Bei's expression changed. He hurriedly stepped in front of Tang Ya, his right arm undergoing an even greater degree of Dragon Transformation as blue lightning gathered into a shield before them.
"BANG!"
The shockwave slammed into the lightning shield. Bei Bei groaned and staggered back three steps before barely regaining his balance. Cracks already webbed across the shield's surface.
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