Qian Renxue

"Who is that?" Long Aotian exclaimed, staring at the angel in mid-air.

Three words flashed through Lin Yuan's mind: Ye Guyi.

Lin Yuan's gaze turned grave. Wasn't this Ye Guyi supposed to be a Four-Winged Angel?

The Six-Winged Angel should have been the Angel Martial Soul inherited from the Angel God ten thousand years ago; it shouldn't exist in the current era.

Ye Guyi's expression turned puzzled. She had originally intended to come here tonight to clear out this Evil Soul Master stronghold.

However, the appearance of Lin Yuan and the Evil Soul Saint had disrupted her original plan, leaving her at a loss for what to do.

"Guyi."

A small, cherry-red mouth appeared beneath Ye Guyi's left eye, emitting the voice of a young woman.

"Hand over control of your body to me for a moment. There are two troublesome characters down there."

"Teacher, are you planning to kill them?" Ye Guyi asked with concern.

"No, I haven't lost my mind to that extent."

With that, Ye Guyi slowly blinked her eyes.

Her gaze shifted instantly from the slightly youthful, cold demeanor to something ethereal and solemn, as if her entire aura had been replaced by someone else.

"Kid, this is bad. Give me control of your body; the one up there has changed." The God of Destruction said sternly.

"Changed?" Despite his confusion, Lin Yuan handed over control of his body immediately.

In an instant, the aura surrounding Lin Yuan shifted completely.

His companions nearby felt a bone-chilling terror emanating from him.

It was as if the Lin Yuan before them was now a world-destroying demon king capable of obliterating everything.

"Lin Yuan, what's wrong with you?" Long Aotian asked, trembling as he looked at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan, now possessed by the God of Destruction, merely returned a single glance, causing Long Aotian to stumble back half a step in fear.

Long Aotian could clearly feel his legs shaking; the look in Lin Yuan's eyes just now was absolutely terrifying.

"Hmph." The God of Destruction smiled faintly and stopped looking at him.

He gazed up at Ye Guyi in the sky, the two of them locking eyes with mutual vigilance.

"You damn brat! Do you think I'm invisible just because I haven't made a move yet?" the Evil Soul Saint cursed.

As he spoke, the phantom of his Martial Soul appeared behind him once more—it was a corpse reeking of death.

His seventh and fifth soul rings lit up simultaneously, and the foul stench of necrotic energy and his Martial Soul Avatar manifested instantly.

"Noisy creature." A grand, holy female voice expressed extreme impatience.

In her eyes, such filthy things had no right to exist in this world.

The six wings behind her suddenly flared with brilliant light, the holy radiance so intense that everyone except Lin Yuan was forced to shield their eyes.

On a nearby rooftop, Cao Xin, who was with Ju Zi, was also full of questions.

He couldn't make sense of what was happening below.

They watched as "Ye Guyi" raised her Angel Holy Sword high above her head and swung it down heavily.

A blade of light surged downward, sending all the Evil Soul Masters into a state of panic.

"Ahhhhh!" The Evil Soul Saint, struck directly by the light blade, wailed shrilly as the terrifying holy attribute scorched everything about him.

As the holy attribute spread, all the Evil Soul Masters present began to howl in agony.

Even the slightest contact with this terrifying holy energy burned their souls like the fires of hell.

The more powerful the Evil Soul Master, the more violently they were affected by the strike.

The two Evil Soul Masters had already been incinerated into ash by the holy attribute, and the rest were faring no better.

Ye Guyi glanced sideways with indifference and asked Lin Yuan below: "There are too many troublesome people; my power isn't quite enough."

"It doesn't matter, I will strike," replied Lin Yuan, who was possessed by the God of Destruction.

Just as Lin Yuan was left completely bewildered by their conversation, the God of Destruction and the mysterious person launched a fierce attack.

Whatever method they used, everyone, including Cao Xin, instantly lost consciousness.

Lin Yuan also felt a wave of dizziness; the God of Destruction had expended a massive amount of his soul power and mental energy to knock Cao Xin out.

"Now we can talk properly." The mysterious person possessing Ye Guyi flew down to Lin Yuan and returned control of the body to her.

The God of Destruction did the same. Both of them, having been drained by their respective "grandfathers," nearly collapsed the moment their consciousness returned.

"If I'm not mistaken, there should be two of you, right? Would the other one care to show themselves?" the small mouth beneath Ye Guyi's left eye asked.

Phantoms of the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life emerged from Lin Yuan, facing Ye Guyi with solemn expressions.

Lin Yuan tossed a few oranges to Ye Guyi, taking a bite of one himself to signal that they were safe.

"Who are you? I haven't seen you in the God Realm, and why is the divine power you display so similar to that of the Angel God?" The God of Destruction went straight to the point.

The small mouth beneath Ye Guyi's left eye pursed its red lips, as if recalling something difficult to speak of.

"My name is Qian Renxue, the Angel God who should have perished ten thousand years ago."

"Cough, cough, cough, cough—" Lin Yuan frantically pounded his chest as he choked, his eyes widening in shock.

The wandering soul possessing Ye Guyi was actually Qian Renxue?

Was it that same Qian Renxue who, during the God War, had spared Tang San twice only to be killed by him in the end?

"You know me? I suppose that makes sense; my name is likely known to everyone on the continent by now." Qian Renxue's tone was filled with self-mockery.

Thinking back to those days, how formidable Spirit Hall had been.

Yet, because of the various foolish maneuvers made by her mother and herself, it had all been destroyed at the hands of Tang San.

No.

To be precise, it had been destroyed by the schemes of the previous Asura.

Ever since the God War concluded, she had become increasingly certain that the unnecessary feelings she had developed for Tang San were the work of Asura.

Otherwise, there was no logical reason for two people who had barely interacted to develop such sentiments.

Back then, in order to infiltrate the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, she had served by Xue Qinghe's side for far longer than she had ever spent with Tang San.

Tang San certainly possessed a powerful martial soul, but that was his only advantage compared to Xue Qinghe; setting that aside, Tang San was not significantly superior to him.

"May I ask for your names, my lords? I can sense that your godhoods are far more powerful than my own. Could you be powerhouses at the Main God level?"

The God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life exchanged a glance, and the God of Destruction spoke up: "We are the Main Gods of the God Realm, the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life. We have also heard of you, Qian Renxue."

"Logically speaking, you shouldn't be here. You clearly died ten thousand years ago, and your god position should have shattered long ago."

"As you say, that is indeed the case." Qian Renxue nodded.

"My life should have ended long ago, but when I awoke from the darkness, I found myself in this child's body."

"I seem to have become a part of her flesh, and when her martial soul awakened, I nearly devoured her consciousness."

"I do not know why this happened, but I am still Qian Renxue. This child is also a descendant of the Angel clan."

"If possible, let us go our separate ways. There are simply too many Evil Soul Masters in this era, and we only wish to do what we can."