Extreme Evil power descended in an instant. The scorching force within those flames far exceeded Zhou Yi's expectations.
Flame collided with flame, and the grayish-red blaze almost instantly suppressed her power in reverse.
Feeling that extreme Evil power, Zhou Yi's pupils suddenly contracted. She swiftly stepped back, her gaze fixed on the angel phantom.
Zhou Yi's eyes flickered, and the first person she thought of was Li Qingming. But she instinctively dismissed the thought.
She knew the Martial Soul before her as well. It was called the Fallen Angel, a Martial Soul that rarely appeared even in this world.
And once this Martial Soul appeared, it meant it would establish a connection with a certain realm.
"Damn Evil Soul Master, I never expected you to infiltrate Shrek Academy."
"Since you are here, then die!"
As Zhou Yi spoke, she abruptly thrust out her palm, and the terrifying suppressive force of a Sixth Ring Soul Emperor descended.
The terrifying pressure collided with the Fallen Angel's dark flames, and the two forces instantly deadlocked.
Yet Li Qingming's gaze remained calm as his body twisted in an instant.
Beyond the power of corruption, he also wielded the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's five great authorities.
As his cultivation reached the Third Ring, he had likewise gained control over the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's third authority: space.
Seeing Li Qingming's twisted body reappear in the distance, Zhou Yi's pupils abruptly contracted.
Yet as he looked at Zhou Yi, Li Qingming did not flee.
He could no longer afford to delay. If he did not severely wound Zhou Yi at once and allowed her to hold him back—
then once Shrek's inspection corps or the other teachers arrived, Li Qingming would have no path but 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 the Fallen Angel Martial Soul to fight simultaneously.
His Martial Souls were unusual, after all. But naturally, he could not reveal his Holy Angel Martial Soul now.
Of course, the Holy Angel Martial Soul being unusable did not mean he could not use anything else.
As Li Qingming's gaze gradually grew tranquil, his hands slowly came together. Extreme Evil power and Divine Power fused in an instant.
The Fallen Angel Martial Soul behind him, originally entangled by endless chains, lightly fluttered its grayish-purple wings. Then, the Martial Soul's color subtly changed into a dark gold shade—or rather, a strange orange-yellow.
That color was extraordinarily bizarre. As the two powers continuously clashed and dissolved into one another, an angel entirely different from both the Sacred Angel and Fallen Angel appeared.
This angel was entirely dark gold. Rings of chains coiled around Its body, Its eyes were covered by a band of pure white radiance, and six pairs of dark golden wings slowly beat behind Its back.
It held no longsword representing either the Sacred Angel or Fallen Angel. Instead, It held an enormous set of Scales.
Its hands tightly gripped those massive Scales as It slightly lowered Its head to look down. No emotion or change could be seen in the eyes hidden behind the radiant band.
But as this angel appeared, a terrifying pressure far beyond before descended.
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 entirely dark gold, it carried a pitch-black, lightless hue within it.
As Li Qingming clenched the longsword in both hands and assumed a slashing stance, the enormous angel behind him likewise raised the Scales in Its hands.
As the Scales lightly swayed, an incomparably bizarre Judgment Power condensed within them.
The moment the Judgment Power revealed itself, Zhou Yi stared at the angel in horror.
That Judgment Power instantly fell, slashing open Zhou Yi's chest in a single moment.
A great amount of blood sprayed from her body. She was sent flying in an instant, crashing heavily to the ground.
That terrifying strike almost immediately alerted many teachers from Shrek Academy's Outer Court, even disturbing Yan Shaozhe, the dean himself.
Seeing the enormous flames suddenly ignite in the sky, Li Qingming lightly tapped the ground with his foot. From above, his eyes gave Zhou Yi one final look.
Then space power swept around him, and his figure vanished in an instant.
Nearly two minutes after Li Qingming left, Yan Shaozhe's figure abruptly appeared.
His gaze swept across the area before he spotted Zhou Yi, heavily injured and unconscious nearby.
She was a Sixth Ring Soul Emperor. That someone could heavily injure a Sixth Ring Soul Emperor within Shrek Academy was something Yan Shaozhe would never have dared imagine.
Yet it had happened just like that.
"Space-type power? What exactly happened? Why would such power appear?"
Confusion filled Yan Shaozhe's eyes as he looked toward Zhou Yi.
Although Zhou Yi had suffered a severe blow, her injuries were not actually too serious. Clearly, either the opponent's strength was limited, or he had held back.
Either possibility made Yan Shaozhe let out a sigh of relief.
He lifted Zhou Yi with one hand, and then his entire figure vanished, heading directly for Sea God's Pavilion.
Meanwhile, in Shrek City, Li Qingming stood calmly, his gaze directed toward Shrek Academy.
The completely dark golden new angel behind him slowly dissolved, transforming into the Fallen Angel filled with foul power before the Fallen Angel vanished as well.
Li Qingming teleported once more, arriving at a closed teahouse.
As he casually slapped the paper in his hand onto the table, Nangong Wan across from him looked at him with a strange expression.
As a Titled Douluo, Nangong Wan 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 filled his eyes.
"Good lad. It is indeed impressive that you managed this. I will be leaving for a while, so you should have no missions for the next few months."
"Of course, I will give you the antidote pills. In return, continue observing which young geniuses are within Shrek Academy."
As Nangong Wan spoke, he raised his hand. Two emerald-green pills appeared in his palm—the antidotes to the Soul-Eating Pill.
Li Qingming also raised his hand, taking the pills and the bottle on the table.
"These resources are enough for your cultivation. Some of them are resources for us Evil Soul Masters, and they can help your Evil Fallen Angel Martial Soul rise to another level."
"This is the reward the Supreme Elder asked me to give you. Treasure it."
Nangong Wan gave Li Qingming a deep look as he spoke, then his figure departed and completely disappeared.
Watching Nangong Wan leave, Li Qingming felt no gratitude whatsoever. Instead, his eyes were filled with coldness.
If the Holy Spirit Cult had sincerely invited him, he would not have joined them, but neither would he have borne them any grudge.
But being coerced by others was hardly a pleasant experience, and Li Qingming 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 had also helped 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 in the short term.
That was already enough for Li Qingming. He needed time—more time—to rapidly grow stronger.
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