"What kind of person is that?" Long Aotian cried out, staring at the angel in the air.
Three words burst into Lin Yuan's mind: Ye Guyi.
Lin Yuan's expression turned grave. Wasn't Ye Guyi supposed to be a four-winged angel?
The Six-Winged Angel should have been the Angel Martial Soul passed down by the Angel God ten thousand years ago. It shouldn't exist in this era.
Confusion crept into Ye Guyi's eyes. She had planned to come here tonight to clear out this Evil Soul Master stronghold.
But Lin Yuan and the Evil Soul Saint's arrival had disrupted her original plan, leaving her unsure what to do.
"Guyi."
A cherry-red little mouth appeared beneath Ye Guyi's left eye, speaking in a young woman's voice.
"Let me take control of your body for a while. There are two people down there who won't be easy to deal with."
"Teacher, are you going to kill them?" Ye Guyi asked worriedly.
"No. I'm not that utterly deranged."
With that, Ye Guyi slowly blinked.
Her gaze shifted in an instant from cool and girlish to ethereal and solemn. Her entire bearing seemed to belong to someone else.
"Kid, this is bad. Give me control of your body. The one up there has changed." God of Destruction spoke gravely.
"Changed?" Though confused, Lin Yuan immediately handed over control of his body.
In an instant, Lin Yuan's whole aura changed.
His companions all felt a bone-deep terror coming from him.
It was as if Lin Yuan had become a Demon King capable of destroying the entire world.
"Lin Yuan, what's wrong?" Long Aotian asked uneasily.
Lin Yuan, possessed by God of Destruction, merely glanced at him, and Long Aotian recoiled half a step.
Long Aotian could feel his legs trembling. The look Lin Yuan had just given him had been utterly terrifying.
"Hmph." God of Destruction smiled faintly and paid him no further attention.
He looked up at Ye Guyi, and the two watched each other warily.
"Damn brat! If I don't make a move, are you just going to keep ignoring me?" the Evil Soul Saint cursed.
As he spoke, the phantom of his Martial Soul appeared behind him again. It was a corpse steeped in the aura of death.
His Seventh Soul Ring and Fifth Soul Ring lit up at the same time, and a stench of rotting corpses spread as his Martial Soul Avatar appeared.
"Annoying thing." The grand, sacred woman's voice was full of impatience.
In her eyes, filth like this had no right to exist in the world.
The six layers of wings behind her suddenly blazed with light. Holy radiance flooded the area, making everyone except Lin Yuan shut their eyes.
On a nearby rooftop, Cao Xin, who was with Ju Zi, wore a baffled expression.
He had no idea what was happening up ahead.
"Ye Guyi" raised the Angel Holy Sword above her head and swung it down hard.
A blade of light crashed toward the ground below. All the Evil Soul Masters sounded the alarm.
"Arghhhhh!" The Evil Soul Saint, struck directly by the blade of light, let out a piercing wail as the terrifying holy attribute seared everything within him.
As the holy attribute spread, every Evil Soul Master present began to wail in agony.
Even the slightest trace of this terrifying holy attribute burned their souls like hellfire.
The more powerful an Evil Soul Master was, the more violently the attack affected them.
The two Evil Soul Masters were already burned to ashes by the holy attribute. The others fared little better.
Ye Guyi glanced coolly to the side and asked Lin Yuan below, "There are a few too many people in the way, and I don't have enough power."
"It doesn't matter. I'll take care of it," Lin Yuan replied calmly, possessed by God of Destruction.
While Lin Yuan was still utterly bewildered by their conversation, God of Destruction and the mysterious figure struck without hesitation.
No one knew what means they used, but everyone—including Cao Xin—lost consciousness in an instant.
Lin Yuan also felt dizzy. To knock Cao Xin unconscious, God of Destruction had used up a great deal of his Soul Power and mental strength.
"Now we can have a proper talk." The mysterious figure possessing Ye Guyi flew over to Lin Yuan and returned control of the body to her.
God of Destruction did the same. The two young people, both drained by the old masters possessing them, nearly fell over as soon as their consciousness returned.
"If I'm not mistaken, there are two of you, aren't there? Could the other one show herself?" the little mouth beneath Ye Guyi's left eye asked.
The phantoms of God of Destruction and Goddess of Life emerged from Lin Yuan. With grave expressions, they faced Ye Guyi.
Lin Yuan tossed Ye Guyi a few tangerines, then took a bite of one himself to show they were safe.
"Who are you? I've never seen you in the Divine Realm. Why is the divine power you displayed so similar to that of the Angel God?" God of Destruction asked bluntly.
The little mouth beneath Ye Guyi's left eye pressed its red lips together, as though recalling something difficult to talk about.
"My name is Qian Renxue. I am the Angel God who should have died ten thousand years ago."
"Cough, cough, cough—" Lin Yuan pounded his chest, choking. His eyes went wide.
The ghost possessing Ye Guyi was actually Qian Renxue?
Was this the Qian Renxue who had spared Tang San twice during the divine war, only to be killed by him in the end?
"You know who I am? I suppose that makes sense. By now, there's probably no one on the continent who hasn't heard my name." Qian Renxue's voice was full of self-mockery.
Back then, the Spirit Hall had been so powerful.
And all of it had been wiped out at Tang San's hands because of the absurd things Mother and I did.
No.
More accurately, it had been destroyed by the previous Asura God's scheme.
Ever since the divine war ended, I had become increasingly certain that Asura God was behind the unnecessary feelings I had developed for Tang San.
Otherwise, there was no reason for two people who had barely interacted to feel such an attachment.
Back then, while I was infiltrating the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace and serving Xue Qinghe, I had spent far more time with him than with Tang San.
Tang San's Martial Soul was indeed powerful, but compared with Xue Qinghe, that was his only advantage. Apart from that, he was hardly better than Xue Qinghe.
"Honored guests, could you tell me your names? I can sense that both of your divine positions are far stronger than mine. Are you perhaps at the main-god level?"
God of Destruction and Goddess of Life exchanged a glance. God of Destruction answered, "We are the Divine Realm's main gods, God of Destruction and Goddess of Life. We've heard of you too, Qian Renxue."
"By rights, you shouldn't be here, should you? You clearly died ten thousand years ago, and your divine position should have long since shattered."
"According to what you've said, that's true." Qian Renxue nodded.
"My life should have ended long ago, but when I woke from the darkness, I found myself inside this child."
"I seem to have become part of her body. When her Martial Soul awakened, I nearly devoured her will."
"I don't know why this happened, but I am still Qian Renxue. This child is also a successor of the Angel Clan."
"If possible, let's each go our own way. There are far too many Evil Soul Masters in this era. We only want to do what we can."