The Truth Behind the Destruction of the Martial Soul Hall

Ye Xishui's confidence stemmed from the strength she had cultivated while dominating the continent for years.

In her era, the only opponent she deemed worthy of her attention was Mu En.

It had been a long time since Ye Xishui had truly exerted herself.

She alone could make the million-strong Star Luo army in the Mingdou Mountain Range feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

This was the deterrent power of Ye Xishui.

"Xishui, do not underestimate Qian Daoliu."

"The martial soul inherited by Qian Daoliu is the legendary, true god-level martial soul: the Six-Winged Angel."

"The Six-Winged Angel is the nemesis of all evil."

"If you are outmatched, you must not force it."

Although Long Xiaoyao had never witnessed Qian Daoliu's brilliance with his own eyes.

From records dating back ten thousand years, Long Xiaoyao knew that Qian Daoliu was undoubtedly a legendary figure.

Even if their knowledge of Qian Daoliu consisted only of a few scattered fragments.

It was enough to deduce just how terrifying Qian Daoliu truly was.

Long Xiaoyao did not want any accidents to befall Ye Xishui.

His only goal was to ensure Ye Xishui's safety.

Therefore, Long Xiaoyao felt compelled to offer a warning.

"Rest assured!"

"I will not lose."

Ye Xishui smiled enchantingly.

The next moment, her figure slowly vanished.

When she was seen again, she was already standing in the center of the arena.

Opposite Ye Xishui stood Qian Daoliu, his golden hair flowing like silk.

Qian Daoliu appeared transcendent, his entire being radiating a sacred aura.

Qian Daoliu raised his eyes to look at Ye Xishui.

From her, he sensed an aura he found extremely repulsive.

"You are a fallen soul master..."

Qian Daoliu spoke first, his tone filled with disdain and disgust.

The mission of the Angel clan was to uphold justice.

Soul masters like Ye Xishui had been the primary targets of Martial Soul Hall since ancient times.

When Qian Daoliu was young, he never showed mercy when encountering fallen soul masters.

He had lost count of how many fallen soul masters had died by his hand.

It could be said that his stance was irreconcilable with that of fallen soul masters.

Therefore, upon meeting Ye Xishui for the first time, Qian Daoliu naturally showed no pleasant expression.

"Heh, I prefer you call me an evil soul master."

Ye Xishui had no intention of hiding her identity.

As the Supreme Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, she was the head of thousands of evil soul masters.

This was a matter of pride, not something to be concealed.

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu had already sentenced Ye Xishui to death in his heart.

Good heavens, an evil soul master dared to openly declare her identity to his face.

And her tone even carried a sense of pride.

This was nothing short of seeking death.

Who didn't know that he, Qian Daoliu, was the sworn enemy of all evil?

However, before killing Ye Xishui, Qian Daoliu had one lingering question.

"Can you tell me who the leader of Martial Soul Hall was in your era?"

Qian Daoliu suppressed his killing intent and asked coldly.

Since its founding, Martial Soul Hall had always done its utmost to purge evil soul masters like Ye Xishui.

From the time of the Angel God down to Qian Daoliu's generation, because of Martial Soul Hall, evil soul masters across the continent had either been killed or forced to hide in the City of Slaughter.

It could be said that the peace of the entire continent today relied on Martial Soul Hall to maintain long-term stability.

Yet now, an evil soul master like Ye Xishui had actually managed to grow into a Limit Douluo.

What did this signify?

It goes to show that in the era Ye Xishui belonged to, the leader of Martial Soul Hall was a piece of trash.

Otherwise, how could Ye Xishui have ever managed to grow up?

Qian Daoliu made up his mind.

As long as he could find out who was so incompetent as to give Ye Xishui the room to grow, he would solve the problem at its source.

Once the tournament concluded, Qian Daoliu would return to establish an ancestral decree, ensuring that the person's name would never be allowed to enter Martial Soul Hall.

Indulging an Evil Soul Master like Ye Xishui to the point of reaching Limit Douluo was nothing short of a massive dereliction of duty.

Such a person was not fit to be the leader of Martial Soul Hall.

Qian Daoliu could not tolerate it.

"Martial Soul Hall?"

"Old thing, in my era, Martial Soul Hall had long since ceased to exist."

"And it won't be long before the Martial Soul Hall you hold so dear is destroyed."

Ye Xishui burst into laughter, her voice filled with mockery and amusement.

"What?"

"What do you mean by that!"

Hearing what Ye Xishui said, Qian Daoliu's expression changed drastically.

He instinctively felt that what Ye Xishui was about to say would be a earth-shattering piece of information.

"Since you want to know so badly, I might as well tell you the reason behind it."

Ye Xishui was in no rush to attack.

She began to enlighten Qian Daoliu with the records she had learned.

Of course, Ye Xishui had no good intentions in satisfying Qian Daoliu's curiosity.

As an Evil Soul Master, how could she possibly answer whatever Qian Daoliu asked?

She told Qian Daoliu the reason for the fall of Martial Soul Hall to disrupt his state of mind.

As long as Qian Daoliu's heart was in turmoil, Ye Xishui would have more confidence in the coming battle.

Although Ye Xishui was very confident in her own strength.

But facing Qian Daoliu, Ye Xishui still felt the pressure.

The divine power radiating from Qian Daoliu alone made Ye Xishui feel threatened.

Therefore, Ye Xishui had to resort to some small tricks and schemes.

Besides, she was an Evil Soul Master; it was nothing to be ashamed of.

Evil Soul Masters had always been unscrupulous in achieving their goals.

Simply put, they would stop at nothing.

"In the near future, Martial Soul Hall will be destroyed at the hands of Tang San."

"According to historical records, in the battle at Jialing Pass, Tang San killed the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong and crippled the Angel God Qian Renxue."

"Afterward, a million people in Martial Soul City were slaughtered."

"From then on, there was no more Martial Soul Hall in this world."

"That is the truth you wanted to know."

Ye Xishui said every word clearly.

Her cold face was full of sneers.

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's heart, which had always been as calm as an ancient well, was suddenly unsettled.

"How is this possible..."

"Who is this Tang San?"

"How could Martial Soul Hall be destroyed at his hands?"

Qian Daoliu refused to believe this fact.

He had lived for so many years and had never heard of any big shot in the soul master world named Tang San.

Not to mention, Ye Xishui even claimed that two deities would fall at the hands of Tang San.

Was this not nonsense?

Let alone the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong.

The Angel God of the Angel clan alone was no ordinary deity.

As the Great Elder of Martial Soul Hall, Qian Daoliu knew very well how terrifying the strength of the Angel God was.

For the Rakshasa God and the Angel God to join forces and still lose to an unknown Tang San, ending up with one dead and one crippled?

Who would believe such ghost stories?

"Tang San is a peerless genius who broke through to level one hundred and became a god at only twenty-five."

"Not only that, but Tang San is also the only person in history to hold dual god positions."

"Your Martial Soul Hall falling at the hands of such a genius is not an injustice."

Ye Xishui continued to provoke Qian Daoliu.

If she didn't manage to break Qian Daoliu's composure today, she wouldn't be surnamed Ye.

Su Yu watched everything happening on the arena from a god's-eye view, unable to help but shake his head helplessly.

Ye Xishui was simply stacking buffs for Qian Daoliu.

The angrier Qian Daoliu became now, the more miserable Ye Xishui's fate would be later.

If Qian Daoliu were to lose his temper, what good could possibly come to an evil soul master like Ye Xishui?