The Fusion of Sacred and Fallen: Judgment Angel

The ultimate power of evil descended in an instant. The burning force within those flames far exceeded Zhou Yi's expectations.

Flame collided with flame, and those grayish-red flames almost instantly began suppressing her power in reverse.

Feeling that ultimate evil power, Zhou Yi's pupils suddenly contracted. She abruptly stepped back, her gaze fixed on the angel's phantom.

Zhou Yi's eyes flickered, and the first person she thought of was Li Qingming. Yet instinctively, she dismissed the thought.

After all, Zhou Yi knew the Martial Soul before her as well. It was called the Fallen Angel, a Martial Soul that was exceedingly rare even in this world.

And once this Martial Soul appeared, it meant that it had formed a connection with some kind of realm.

"Damn evil soul master, I never expected you to infiltrate Shrek Academy."

"But since you're here, then please die!"

As Zhou Yi spoke, she abruptly thrust out her palm. The terrifying suppressive force of a six-ring Soul Emperor immediately descended.

The terrifying suppressive force collided with the Fallen Angel's dark flames, and both powers froze in an instant.

Yet Li Qingming's gaze remained calm as his body twisted in an instant.

Besides the power of corruption, he also possessed the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's five great authorities.

As his cultivation reached the third ring, he had likewise gained control of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's third authority: space.

Watching Li Qingming's twisted body reappear in the distance, Zhou Yi's pupils sharply contracted.

However, facing Zhou Yi, Li Qingming had no intention of fleeing.

He could no longer afford to delay. If he did not severely injure Zhou Yi in an instant and allowed her to hold him back—

Once Shrek's inspection corps arrived, or the other teachers came, Li Qingming would have only one path left: death. That was not something he wished to see.

Thus, he calmly raised both hands. Under normal circumstances, he could directly use the Holy Angel Martial Soul and Fallen Angel Martial Soul to fight on two fronts.

After all, his Martial Souls were rather unusual. But naturally, he could not reveal his Holy Angel Martial Soul now.

Of course, being unable to use the Holy Angel Martial Soul did not mean he could not use anything else.

As Li Qingming's gaze gradually grew tranquil, his hands slowly came together. Ultimate evil power and sacred power fused in an instant.

Behind him, the Fallen Angel Martial Soul that had originally been tangled in countless chains lightly fluttered its grayish-purple wings. Then, the Martial Soul's color shifted slightly, becoming dark gold—or rather, a strange orange-yellow.

This color was extremely bizarre. As the two powers continued colliding and dissolving into one another, an angel entirely different from both the Holy Angel and Fallen Angel appeared.

This angel was wholly dark gold. Rings of chains coiled around Its body, and Its eyes were covered by a band of pure white clouds. Behind It, six pairs of dark golden wings slowly beat.

There was no longsword in Its hands, neither one belonging to the Holy Angel nor the Fallen Angel. Instead, It held an enormous scale.

Its hands gripped the massive scale tightly, while Its gaze tilted slightly downward. No emotion or change could be seen in those eyes concealed by the cloud band.

Yet as this angel appeared, an incomparably terrifying pressure descended, far surpassing the one from before.

Li Qingming looked down at Zhou Yi from above. As he raised his arm, a dark golden longsword appeared in his hand.

Though the sword was dark gold throughout, it carried a lightless blackness within it.

As Li Qingming gripped the longsword with both hands and took a slashing stance, the enormous angel behind him likewise raised the scale in Its hands.

As the scale swayed slightly, an utterly bizarre power of judgment gathered within it.

The instant the power of judgment revealed itself, just as Zhou Yi stared at the angel in shock—

That power of judgment descended instantly, slashing directly across Zhou Yi's chest.

A great deal of blood sprayed from her body. She was sent flying in an instant and crashed heavily onto the ground.

This terrifying blow immediately alerted many teachers in Shrek's outer court. Even Yan Shaozhe, the dean, was disturbed.

Watching the massive flames ignite in the sky, Li Qingming lightly tapped the ground with his foot. From above, his eyes gave Zhou Yi one final look.

Then spatial power swept around him, and his figure vanished in an instant.

Nearly two minutes after Li Qingming left, Yan Shaozhe's figure suddenly appeared.

His gaze swept the area before he saw Zhou Yi lying nearby, heavily injured and unconscious.

She was a six-ring Soul Emperor. That someone could severely injure a six-ring Soul Emperor within Shrek Academy was something Yan Shaozhe had never even dared imagine.

Yet now, it had happened.

"It was spatial power. What exactly happened? Why did this kind of power appear?"

Confusion filled Yan Shaozhe's eyes as he looked toward Zhou Yi.

Though Zhou Yi had suffered a heavy blow, her injuries were not actually too serious. Clearly, either the other party's strength was limited, or they had held back.

No matter which it was, Yan Shaozhe let out a sigh of relief.

He lifted Zhou Yi with one hand, and his entire figure vanished, heading directly toward Sea God's Pavilion.

Meanwhile, in Shrek City, Li Qingming was already standing there calmly, his gaze fixed on Shrek Academy.

The entirely dark golden new angel behind him slowly dissolved, turning back into the Fallen Angel filled with corrupt power before vanishing alongside it.

Li Qingming teleported once more, arriving at a closed teahouse.

As he casually slapped the papers in his hand onto the table, Nangong Wan across from him looked at him with a strange expression.

As a Titled Douluo, he had only been able to come to Shrek City with Ye Xishui's help.

Yet as he looked at Li Qingming and the list of new students he had brought, satisfaction still showed in his eyes.

"Good lad, you did well to accomplish this. This old man will be leaving for a while. You probably won't have any missions for the next few months."

"Of course, this old man will give you the antidote pills. You are to continue observing which young geniuses are in Shrek Academy."

As Nangong Wan spoke, he raised a hand. Two emerald-green pills appeared in it—the antidotes to the Soul-Eating Pill.

Li Qingming raised his hand as well, accepting the pills and the bottle on the table.

"These resources are enough for your cultivation. Some of them are resources used by us evil soul masters, and they can help your evil Fallen Angel Martial Soul advance another step."

"This is the reward the Supreme Elder asked me to give you. Treasure it."

Nangong Wan gave Li Qingming a deep look, then his figure departed and completely disappeared.

Watching Nangong Wan's departing figure, Li Qingming felt no gratitude at all. Instead, his eyes were filled with coldness.

If the Holy Spirit Cult had sincerely invited him, he would not have joined, but neither would he have borne them any grudge.

But being coerced by others was hardly a pleasant experience, and he naturally remembered the Holy Spirit Cult's coercion.

For now, he had temporarily escaped the Holy Spirit Cult's control, and the Holy Spirit Cult was also helping him conceal the matter of his Fallen Angel Martial Soul.

Even if Shrek Academy investigated, they would not be able to trace it back to him anytime soon.

And that was enough for Li Qingming. He needed time—more time to rapidly grow stronger.