Evil cannot triumph over good

Qian Xunji's mind was entirely consumed by his desire for revenge against Bibi Dong.

Opposite him, Zhongli Wu harbored the same deep-seated resentment toward Qian Xunji.

The reason, naturally, was that Qian Daoliu had killed Ye Xishui in an instant.

"Qian Daoliu, you killed my mother and caused her soul to be imprisoned, reduced to a mere spirit."

"Today, I will kill your son and make you experience my pain."

Zhongli Wu cast his gaze beyond the arena, speaking coldly into the empty void.

He knew that Qian Daoliu was surely watching this battle at this very moment.

He was certain that Qian Daoliu could hear every word he said.

Zhongli Wu wanted the other man to know the price of offending the Holy Spirit Cult.

"Insolence!"

"A mere Evil Soul Master dares to threaten my father."

A cold glint flashed in Qian Xunji's eyes.

As a dead man summoned here, he not only understood all the rules but also knew of the feud between Qian Daoliu and the Holy Spirit Cult.

In Qian Xunji's view, Qian Daoliu had done nothing wrong.

The very purpose of their Angel Clan was to eradicate Evil Soul Masters like Ye Xishui and Zhongli Wu.

Ye Xishui's death was entirely deserved.

For an Evil Soul Master like Zhongli Wu to dare threaten the Angel Clan was an utter subversion of the natural order.

"Qian Xunji, you piece of trash, what right do you have to bark at me?"

"Today, I will make you experience the most desperate way to die."

Zhongli Wu did not take Qian Xunji seriously at all.

Even with the attribute suppression, he did not fear Qian Xunji.

He was a favored son of heaven, while Qian Xunji was nothing but a stepping stone.

If not for the need to highlight how impressive Tang Hao was, Qian Xunji would not even be worthy of being recorded in history.

This alone showed just how pathetic Qian Xunji truly was.

Qian Xunji felt Zhongli Wu's contempt and disdain.

In an instant, a surge of killing intent mixed with rage rose within his heart.

Qian Xunji stood silently on the left side of the arena, his holy platinum Pope's robes fluttering without a breeze.

Since he had taken control of Martial Soul Hall, he had fought countless battles.

He had suppressed thousands of fallen soul masters with his holy power, never knowing defeat.

The blood of the angels flowed through his veins; he represented the order of justice.

Qian Xunji admitted that he was inferior to many.

He could not defeat a favored son of heaven like Tang Hao.

But when facing an Evil Soul Master, Qian Xunji would never lose.

He would rather die than tarnish the honor of the Angel Clan.

He was a direct descendant of the Angel Clan.

If he could not defeat an Evil Soul Master, what face would he have to meet his ancestors after death!

On the other side of the arena, Zhongli Wu was shrouded in towering black mist, with deathly silence spreading around him.

A tall, slender figure stepped out slowly, forming an extreme contrast to Qian Xunji's holy light.

"Come and fight!"

As the two locked eyes, sparks flew.

Almost simultaneously, they released their respective martial souls and charged at each other.

Zhongli Wu's martial soul was the Death God Demon Puppet inherited from Ye Xishui.

It specialized in slaughter, armor-piercing, and soul-devouring—tyrannical and treacherous.

Not only that, he possessed the Beast Spirit Bone Dragon King gifted by the Silver Dragon King.

He could simultaneously control the ultimate powers of the wind and fire elements.

With wind and fire intertwined, capable of destroying mountains and seas, he was one of the most feared top-tier powerhouses of the peerless era.

Today, Zhongli Wu would prove to the world that evil could also defy justice.

He led the Holy Spirit Cult and established himself in the world through the evil path, never believing in the so-called orthodox light.

The world claimed that the Six-Winged Angel suppressed all evil souls, so he would personally shatter this shackles of fate.

Qian Xunji's golden vertical pupils narrowed slightly, his voice majestic and vast, like the whisper of a god.

"Mere Evil Soul Master, nothing but a crooked path."

"This Seat shall purify the sinister malice within you today."

As the words fell!

Extreme golden light erupted from within Qian Xunji!

The dazzling, sacred radiance instantly enveloped half the arena.

Endless holy light condensed into feathers filling the sky.

Massive angel wings unfurled from behind Qian Xunji, spanning ten thousand zhang, sacred and domineering.

"Martial Soul True Body, Six-Winged Angel descend!"

The Angel Judgment Domain spread instantly.

Within the domain, all darkness, evil, and soul-devouring abilities were suppressed, weakened, and even purified.

Only the pure light of judgment remained between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, a cold arc curled at the corners of Zhongli Wu's mouth, showing not a shred of fear.

"So what if it is the Angel Judgment Domain? So what if there is attribute suppression?"

Pitch-black, deathly mist surged violently from Zhongli Wu's body, clashing against the holy light filling the sky.

The dense aura of death blanketed everything.

Cold, murderous, and annihilating power swept across the entire arena.

It forcibly tore open a territory of darkness within the Angel Judgment Domain.

Zhongli Wu, a level 98 Super Douluo, unleashed his full firepower.

His vast, sea-like soul power completely crushed Qian Xunji.

Relying on the mutated talent of the Death God Demon Puppet and the blessing of the Silver Dragon King beast spirit, his combat power could even contend with Limit Douluos across ranks.

The battle raged on!

But those with discerning eyes outside the arena could see that Qian Xunji was temporarily at a disadvantage.

Although Qian Xunji's Angel Judgment Domain could purify all things.

Wherever the holy light passed, the deathly black mist around Zhongli Wu rapidly dissolved, the violent wind and fire power attached to the Bone Dragon King was suppressed layer by layer, and the malice of his Evil Soul Master martial soul faded rapidly.

However, Zhongli Wu's strength was too terrifying, far surpassing Qian Xunji!

This battle was destined not to be simple.

"Father, come on!"

Heaven Dou Empire!

Qian Renxue paced around her room in a panic.

Having finally seen Qian Xunji again, seen her own father, she naturally hoped that Qian Xunji could stay forever.

And for Qian Xunji to truly resurrect, he had to win the arena match first.

Qian Renxue was incredibly nervous.

She rarely lost her composure like this.

But since this concerned her father, she could not remain calm.

"Young Master, His Excellency will surely win."

Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo spoke up one after another to comfort her.

But regarding the final outcome, both held a pessimistic attitude.

Zhongli Wu was too strong.

Suffocatingly strong.

Unless Qian Daoliu took action, the number of soul masters capable of defeating Zhongli Wu definitely did not exceed the count of one hand.

On the arena...

Qian Xunji felt immense pressure!

That Zhongli Wu could grow to this extent was simply beyond his imagination.

He dared not think how many people Zhongli Wu had slaughtered to achieve today's accomplishments.

"I cannot lose!"

"I cannot tarnish the honor of the Angel Clan!"

Qian Xunji could lose to anyone, but he absolutely could not lose to an Evil Soul Master.

This was a blasphemy against the Angel Clan.

"Father, lend me the family's divine artifact!"

"No matter the cost today, I will not allow the glory of the Angel Clan to be tarnished by an Evil Soul Master."

Qian Xunji shouted loudly toward the area outside the arena.

He had to win!

And he had to win absolutely!

Worship Hall...

Qian Daoliu watched Qian Xunji fighting bloodily and felt pride in his heart.

Qian Xunji was a fine man.

As one with the bloodline of the Angel Clan, one must never bow to evil, even in death.

"Angel Holy Sword, go!"

"Go and eradicate all evil!"

Qian Daoliu hurled the divine artifact of the Angel God fiercely toward the arena in the void.