Fierce Battle

The Soul Power of a Level 99 Limit Douluo poured from his palm into the Angel Holy Sword. The golden patterns on its blade lit up one after another.

Using his own Angel Soul Power, he awakened the divinity sleeping within the sword and drew forth Angel Divine Power.

Rings of golden light rippled outward. Sacred Angel Divine Power streamed from the sword and infused Qian Daoliu's Martial Soul Avatar.

At once, a faint halo appeared behind the Six-Winged Angel, making it seem even more divine.

Facing Di Tian, who had transformed into a giant dragon, Qian Daoliu had no reservations.

"Angel Domain!"

The Six-Winged Angel's entire body blazed with dazzling golden light, and holy radiance instantly enveloped the sky for a thousand meters around them.

Countless winged angels stood within the domain. Their wings were folded, their heads bowed and eyes closed, their hands clasped before their chests as they prayed without pause to the Six-Winged Angel formed by Qian Daoliu at the center.

The ethereal sound of their prayers instantly suppressed Di Tian's strength by twenty percent.

And because Di Tian's Soul Power was of the dark attribute, the added might of Angel Divine Power made the domain's suppression even stronger, leaving him unable to bring even seventy percent of his strength to bear!!!

Di Tian's Dark Dragon Breath arrived in an instant.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Holy Light Protection!!!"

A golden curtain of light appeared before Qian Daoliu. The Dark Dragon Breath slammed into it like icy snowmelt splashed against the glowing-hot wall of a furnace, letting out a piercing hiss...

"First Soul Skill: Sword of Judgment!!!"

"Second Soul Skill: Holy Light Slash!!!"

Once Di Tian's dragon breath had been blocked, Qian Daoliu swept his wings behind him and flashed before Di Tian. He had already linked his first and second Soul Skills together as he charged in.

The Angel Holy Sword in his hand now blazed with brilliant golden light. As Qian Daoliu swung it, a dazzling cross-shaped slash shot straight toward Di Tian.

Di Tian had lived for eight hundred and eighty thousand years as a soul beast and had once served as the Dragon God's personal guard commander. His battle instincts were naturally monstrous, so dealing with an opponent suddenly appearing right in his face came as second nature.

Di Tian folded both wings over his soft underbelly and used the hard scales on their outer sides to take Qian Daoliu's cross-shaped slash head-on.

The blow tore through the hard scales he had always been so proud of, leaving two terrifying wounds across his wings. The sacred, radiant aura on Qian Daoliu's sword continued to eat away at the injuries, preventing Soul Power from healing them.

After taking the blow, Di Tian didn't waste time trying to dispel the aura from his wounds. Instead, he twisted around in an instant. His thousand-meter-long body did nothing to slow his agility; if anything, it gave him incomparable momentum and force for the collision.

Using the twist of his thousand-meter-long body, Di Tian swept his thick tail through a perfect arc in midair. With a fierce whistle, it slammed heavily into Qian Daoliu, who hadn't yet managed to pull away.

Qian Daoliu had no choice but to brace the Angel Holy Sword before his chest to cushion the impact. But Di Tian's attack relied purely on physical strength, and Qian Daoliu was still in midair.

Under that overwhelming force, Qian Daoliu was inevitably hurled away. He crashed hard into the mountainside, half of which had already been blasted away, sending up a vast cloud of dust.

But the Black Dragon Di Tian's attack didn't stop. Dark-gold dragon patterns suddenly blazed across his enormous claws. His originally massive, scaled talons swelled several times over in an instant, while the pressure of an ancient Dragon God coiled around their tips. Dark Soul Power surged relentlessly, and threads of tremendous force tore through the surrounding space, tiny spatial rifts spreading with the sweep of his claws.

Di Tian's thousand-meter-long body plunged down. His five enormous claws, wrapped in dark Soul Power, came crashing toward the spot where Qian Daoliu had been driven into the ground. The force of the blow ripped through the air, annihilating every cloud in its path and leaving five strips of azure sky behind.

This was clearly Di Tian's ultimate trump card—Dragon God Claw!!!

"Boom!!!"

"No!!!"

Seeing this, Qian Renxue cried out in anguish toward the place where the claw was coming down, but Chi Yuan held fast to her shoulder.

The black giant claw came crashing down with the vast dragon might that could lord over an entire age, pounding the dust that had yet to settle back into the ground.

The mountainside was utterly destroyed, and deep claw marks were gouged into the earth. The thick rock strata had been raked into trenches stretching more than ten zhang.

After the strike, the dark-gold dragon patterns faded from the claw, and it shrank back to its original size. Di Tian held it suspended in midair as his golden eyes gazed silently at the dust rising below.

"Hmph. Insects!!!"

Di Tian gave a scornful snort.

The dust gradually cleared, and Di Tian's golden pupils suddenly contracted.

Qian Daoliu, still transformed into a Six-Winged Angel, was on one knee, panting heavily. The Angel Holy Sword in his hand was planted straight into the mountainside beneath his feet.

Golden divine power rose from the tip of the sword, forming a barrier that tightly shielded Qian Daoliu.

"A divine artifact!!!"

"An intact divine artifact, at that!!!"

"Vile human!!!"

The Black Dragon Di Tian roared. Soul Power had already begun gathering and compressing in his mouth, forming a small, pitch-black sphere. The instant it appeared, the space around it twisted and dimmed, as though it would swallow all the light.

At that moment, Qian Daoliu used the Angel Holy Sword to slowly rise to his feet. His years of battle instinct told him that this was another Dragon God Claw, no less powerful than Di Tian's previous strike.

Qian Daoliu's expression turned even more solemn. He slowly raised the Angel Holy Sword and roused the Angel Bloodline within him, preparing to summon the Angel God's projection.

A killing aura filled the battlefield. All things fell silent, as if awaiting the final judgment.

Both sides slowly gathered their strength, preparing for one last strike.

Just then, an ancient and powerful divine sense appeared on this shattered battlefield as a third presence.

"Stop!!!"

A cool, ethereal voice, carrying an unquestionable authority, suddenly sounded in both their minds, instantly interrupting their techniques.

Both of them grunted and suppressed the surging blood in their bodies and their disordered Soul Power.

Hearing that utterly familiar voice, the Black Dragon Di Tian ignored Qian Daoliu. His body rapidly shrank and took human form, returning to his earlier appearance as a black-robed, golden-eyed man in a gold-patterned robe. He slowly landed and respectfully bowed in the direction of the Lake of Life.

"Yes, my lord!"

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu withdrew his Angel Domain and dispelled his Martial Soul Avatar. Since a single divine sense had forcefully stopped two peak powerhouses from building up their attacks, there wasn't much point in using his domain and Martial Soul Avatar anyway.

After landing, he stood before Lie Xu below, but he still gripped the Angel Holy Sword tightly in his hand, showing no intention of putting it away.

The two warily watched each other. Even when looking elsewhere, they kept the other in their peripheral vision, occasionally sweeping one another with their divine senses...