Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul?

At this moment, those bats seemed to have sensed something.

A piercing shriek resounded throughout the entire valley.

"Screech!"

Immediately, the swarm of bats launched an attack at maximum speed.

The Law of Destruction activated, and countless dark purple Destruction Thunder bolts swirled around Luo Yun, tearing the charging bats apart and sending them plummeting into the magma.

However, the bats seemed endless, coming in an inexhaustible stream without a moment's pause.

"Let's go!"

Luo Yun thrust his sword out, slaying the bats that drew near, then pulled Qian Renxue aside and took flight.

Although neither of them feared these bats, there was no telling how much further the Hell Road stretched, and it was unwise to waste soul power at this time.

Luo Yun held Qian Renxue's hand and ran rapidly, causing the surrounding bats to instantly boil with agitation.

"Roar!"

In the distance, a terrifying monster opened its eyes, let out an angry roar, and gave chase toward the two of them.

It was a Three-Headed Bat, significantly larger than the other bats.

Three-Headed Bat.

Luo Yun's pupils constricted slightly.

The aura emanating from this bat indicated a cultivation level of at least ten thousand years.

It was not something he could handle right now.

The Moon Eclipse Sword emitted a low hum in his hand, and Destruction Thunder danced along the blade, but Luo Yun suppressed the urge to strike.

No.

The attack range of the Moon Eclipse Sword was insufficient; he had to get close to unleash the full power of the Law of Destruction.

And with that Three-Headed Bat in the sky, he couldn't outrun it even if he tried.

Unless he used the Corona Sword.

Luo Yun did not hesitate.

The Moon Eclipse Sword dissipated into points of light, and as he gripped the air with his right hand, a golden-green radiance surged from his palm.

Corona Sword.

Two purple thousand-year soul rings rose from beneath his feet, rotating slowly.

"First soul skill."

"Holy Spirit Illumination."

A golden orb of light rose from the tip of the sword, ascending into mid-air like a miniature sun.

Golden light spilled downward, shrouding a radius of several dozen meters.

Qian Renxue's body trembled slightly.

In that instant, she felt her blood flow accelerate, her muscles become more powerful, her reactions grow sharper, and even her thoughts become clearer.

All attributes increased by twenty percent.

Speed, strength, soul power, perception—everything felt as if it had been injected with new vitality.

Meanwhile, the movements of the Three-Headed Bat became noticeably sluggish.

All attributes weakened by twenty percent.

Qian Renxue looked at the golden-green longsword in Luo Yun's hand, a complex emotion flashing through her azure eyes.

Twin martial souls.

It really was twin martial souls.

She was lost in thought when her wrist was suddenly yanked hard. She stumbled, nearly falling, and upon regaining her senses, she realized Luo Yun was already pulling her along as they ran.

"Are you stupid?" Luo Yun didn't look back.

"Why are you standing there? Don't you know how to run?"

Qian Renxue was stunned.

In all the years she had lived, no one had ever dared to speak to her in such a tone.

Even in Spirit Hall, those elders had to be respectful when they saw her.

This six-year-old child actually called her stupid?

She wanted to retort, but her mouth opened and then closed again.

Because she saw the small back of Luo Yun as he pulled her along.

A strange, indescribable feeling suddenly welled up in Qian Renxue's heart.

Ever since she was little, she had always been alone.

She bore all the pressure and expectations alone.

No one had ever stood in front of her, and no one had ever grabbed her hand to say, "Run!"

This feeling was strange.

So strange that she didn't know how to describe it.

But the next second, that strange feeling was scattered to the winds by Luo Yun's following words.

"Some 'Angel King' you are, can't even run properly."

Qian Renxue: "...Shut up."

Luo Yun did not shut up, but he said nothing more.

Because he had discovered another problem.

The path ahead was broken.

The Three-Headed Bat's claw strike from earlier had shattered a large section of the passage ahead.

Debris plummeted into the magma, triggering pillars of fire that shot into the sky and completely sealed off the way forward.

Luo Yun stopped in his tracks, standing at the edge of the fracture, looking down at the churning magma below.

Retreating was impossible.

Those blood-colored bats were still behind them, and the Three-Headed Bat was circling overhead; their retreat had long since been blocked.

Fly across?

Dream on; he couldn't fly.

Besides, that Three-Headed Bat wouldn't let them pass through smoothly.

Luo Yun's brows furrowed tightly.

Was a head-on fight the only option?

He was only a two-ring Great Spirit Master.

His first spirit ring was a thousand-year one, and his second was also a thousand-year one; among ordinary people, he was already a monstrous existence, but facing a ten-thousand-year-level Three-Headed Bat, he still didn't measure up.

The destructive power of the Moon Eclipse Sword was indeed strong, but the range of the sword qi he could unleash was limited, and that bat was in the air, making it easy for it to dodge.

He calculated various plans in his mind at lightning speed, but not a single one had a success rate exceeding fifty percent.

Just then, a soft chuckle came from behind him.

Luo Yun turned his head.

Qian Renxue was looking at him, a hint of a smile in her azure eyes.

The corners of her mouth were slightly curved.

"Little guy, watch me."

Qian Renxue let go of Luo Yun's hand and took a few steps forward.

Golden light surged from within her body.

A pair of golden wings unfurled from her back.

They were not phantoms of wings, but real ones, condensed from golden light; every single feather was clearly visible, shimmering with a holy luster amidst the red glow of the magma.

Six-Winged Angel.

Luo Yun's pupils contracted slightly.

He had read records about the Six-Winged Angel martial soul in the library of Frost Ridge City.

It was a god-level martial soul belonging to the angel lineage of Spirit Hall; legend had it that they possessed the bloodline of deities, and the number of people who had possessed this martial soul across the entire continent could be counted on one hand.

Information flashed through his mind at lightning speed.

Spirit Hall, Angel martial soul, golden hair, azure eyes.

Isn't she the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou? How could she be from Spirit Hall? Could it be...

Beneath Qian Renxue's feet, spirit rings rose.

One, two, three, four, five.

Five spirit rings.

Two yellow, two purple, one black.

The fifth spirit ring flickered.

Black light swirled around Qian Renxue, and the Angel Phantom behind her slowly opened its eyes.

They were a pair of golden eyes, devoid of pupils, filled only with light.

The Angel Phantom raised its right hand, and a massive golden holy sword condensed in its grasp; the blade was covered in ancient patterns, radiating a heart-stopping pressure.

"Fifth Spirit Skill."

"Angel Judgment."

Qian Renxue swung her right hand downward.

The Angel Phantom behind her mirrored the motion, and that massive golden holy sword descended from the heavens, moving at a speed the naked eye could not possibly track.

Only a flash of golden light was visible.

All three heads of the Three-Headed Bat froze simultaneously.

The middle head's eyes were wide open, its mouth agape, yet the sound remained lodged in its throat.

A thin line of golden light extended from the center of its crown down to its chin, then continued along its neck and across its body.