Past Events

Fallen Angel!

Upon hearing these two words, Yuanen Yehui's body stiffened as if a trigger had been pulled.

Her hand, holding the tray of drinks, tightened instinctively.

Under the physical enhancement provided by her Titan Giant Ape Martial Soul, the tray groaned under the pressure, and cracks began to spread across its surface.

It was no wonder.

To Yuanen Yehui, the Fallen Angel Martial Soul was far too significant.

To a great extent, this Martial Soul fit the definition of the evil soul master Martial Souls despised by all.

Yuanen Yehui had always believed that it was because of this Fallen Angel Martial Soul that her mother had been executed and her father imprisoned.

It was precisely because she could not accept such a fate that she had run away from the Yuanen family and come to Shrek City.

Therefore, hearing Leng Hanyuan mention the Fallen Angel Martial Soul, it was only natural that Yuanen Yehui found it difficult to remain calm.

The soul power in her body began to surge.

Yuanen Yehui instinctively assumed that the Mystic Phoenix Douluo before her had come because of her Fallen Angel Martial Soul and was preparing to deal with her as an evil soul master.

These small movements of hers naturally could not escape Leng Hanyuan's eyes.

He chuckled softly and reached out to pat Yuanen Yehui on the shoulder.

"Rest assured, I have no hostility toward you."

Yuanen Yehui's face turned pale in an instant.

Because she suddenly realized that as Leng Hanyuan's palm landed on her shoulder, the soul power within her body felt as if it had been shackled by invisible chains, unable to flow even a fraction.

Only then did she realize a certain fact.

Facing this Mystic Phoenix Douluo who had defeated the Sky-Propping Douluo, she had never possessed any ability to resist in the first place.

In an instant, the vigilance in her eyes dissipated.

It was not that Yuanen Yehui suddenly trusted Leng Hanyuan, but rather that she had come to a clear realization.

It was meaningless.

Her vigilance held no significance in the face of a gap as vast as a chasm.

If Leng Hanyuan wanted to do something to her, whether she was vigilant or not would not change the outcome in the slightest.

"So, are you interested in finding somewhere else to talk now?"

"It's too crowded and noisy here; I'm afraid it's not a good place for a conversation."

Leng Hanyuan spoke with a smile, as if he hadn't noticed the change in Yuanen Yehui at all.

"I still have work."

"Quit. I'll cover your wages."

"You're certainly wealthy."

In the end, Yuanen Yehui chose to follow Leng Hanyuan out of the Nightfall Tavern.

This left the many women who had long coveted Leng Hanyuan green with envy.

They could not hear the conversation between Leng Hanyuan and Yuanen Yehui.

They only assumed that this top-tier young man had taken a fancy to the wine-red-haired waitress, and the two were heading off to a nearby couple's hotel for the usual routine.

They arrived at a hotel.

It was not the couple's hotel those women had guessed, but merely an ordinary one.

A luxury suite on the top floor.

Closing the door, Leng Hanyuan sat down on the soft sofa and snapped his fingers crisply.

Invisible soul power enveloped the entire room, capable of easily blocking any outside investigation.

With Leng Hanyuan's cultivation, even if the Sky-Propping Douluo, Yun Ming, came personally to attempt an investigation, he would be able to detect it.

"Have some tea."

Leng Hanyuan raised his hand into the void.

Gentle soul power carried a cup of tea and placed it on the table in front of Yuanen Yehui.

Yuanen Yehui took the tea, but she had no intention of drinking it.

Instead, she looked at Leng Hanyuan, her moving little face remaining expressionless.

"So..."

"Your Excellency Mystic Phoenix, what exactly do you want to talk about?"

"You're certainly impatient."

Leng Hanyuan chuckled and shook his head.

He did not continue to play coy, but instead went straight to the point.

"Do you know why your mother died, and why your father had his cultivation crippled by your grandfather?"

"Why?!"

Yuanen Yehui asked, her voice urgent and almost subconscious.

The indifferent expression on her face vanished completely.

Her wine-red, ruby-like Crimson Eyes were fixed intently on Leng Hanyuan, the search for answers in her gaze undisguised.

Leng Hanyuan's words had struck the very core of what mattered most to Yuanen Yehui.

This had always been the source of her heartache.

Why did her mother die, and why did her grandfather cripple her father's cultivation before locking him away?

Could the reason for all of this truly be nothing more than a Fallen Angel Martial Soul?

Yuanen Yehui did not believe it.

Yet, until now, she had no idea what had actually transpired.

The only explanation that made even a modicum of sense was the Fallen Angel Martial Soul.

Now that Leng Hanyuan had brought it up, it naturally ignited all of Yuanen Yehui's desire for the truth.

"It's very simple."

"Because your Fallen Angel Martial Soul is, in itself, an extremely special anchor point."

"An anchor point?"

Yuanen Yehui murmured the words softly, not quite understanding what they meant.

She lifted her Crimson Eyes, filled with confusion, to look at Leng Hanyuan.

Leng Hanyuan explained:

"An anchor point that connects to the Demon Plane."

He spoke slowly, revealing information regarding the Fallen Angel Martial Soul.

"The Fallen Angel Martial Soul is a martial soul that should never have existed on the Douluo Plane."

"It is a seed cast by a plane known as the Demon Plane, which covets the Douluo Plane."

"Every possessor of a Fallen Angel Martial Soul is influenced by it."

"Because you also possess the Titan Giant Ape Martial Soul, you haven't been affected by the Fallen Angel Martial Soul to any great extent."

"But your mother was different."

"Back then, she once went mad and even turned on your father."

"She was only stopped by your grandfather."

"Your grandfather wanted to eliminate her on the spot, but he stayed his hand because of your father's pleas."

"Afterward, your mother tried her best to control the influence of the Fallen Angel Martial Soul, and for several years, she didn't suffer another episode."

"They had hoped things could remain peaceful like that forever."

"But the day she reached the Title Douluo realm, everything changed."

Yuanen Yehui held her breath.

This was the first time she had ever heard of such classified matters.

The Yuanen family never spoke a word of that past.

Consequently, Yuanen Yehui had no idea what had actually happened back then.

She could only learn the truth from Leng Hanyuan's lips.

"What happened?"

Yuanen Yehui asked urgently.

"Remember what I said?"

"The Fallen Angel Martial Soul was never meant to be a martial soul of the Douluo Plane; it is an anchor point for the Demon Plane."

"Could it be..."

Hearing this, Yuanen Yehui seemed to realize something; her beautiful eyes widened, and a guess surfaced in her heart.

"Correct."

As if he could read her thoughts, Leng Hanyuan nodded slightly in confirmation.

"Since it is an anchor point, it must naturally fulfill the purpose of an anchor."

"After your mother broke through to the Title Douluo realm, the anchoring function of the Fallen Angel Martial Soul was fully realized."

"Using it as an anchor, a gate connecting to the Demon Plane was opened wide."