Do Angel Clans Have a Thing for Building Secret Chambers?

Yin Hongye spoke very directly, and her mindset was quite normal: cultivation is all about bullying the weak.

The one who is defeated by themselves is definitely the weak one.

Then you are the stronger one in comparison.

Isn't bullying the weak something everyone does?

Yue Zhengen was speechless upon hearing this; Yin Hongye's thoughts were practically written all over his face. Besides, this kid's purpose in cultivating was precisely robbery.

Mu Hongchen nodded and said, "That Angel God is clearly a living bodhisattva."

Qian Renxue was so embarrassed she couldn't speak, and wanted to bury herself in shame. Most importantly, she hadn't done it yet.

She lowered her head, but couldn't see her toes clearly.

But then something even more awkward happened.

"And even this god isn't any better," Yin Hongye laughed again. "Tang San pierced his heart with a single Guanyin's Tears. The Angel God's defenses couldn't even withstand a mortal's attack."

Mu Hongchen chimed in at the opportune moment, "I remember this move isn't an ordinary technique within the Tang Sect. And it's not something just anyone can learn."

"The number one Hidden Weapon in the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record Hundred Solutions of Hidden Weapons is Guanyin's Tears. Even Guanyin Bodhisattva would shed tears for it. The conditions for using it are extremely harsh. You must cultivate Mysterious Jade Hand, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to the peak, and Mysterious Heaven Skill must also reach the highest level. When it is launched, it drains all the power in the body. It is a strike that truly concentrates the essence, energy and spirit."

Tang San ultimately used the power of the Blue Silver Emperor's strongest Ninth Soul Ring Detonation detonate, a desperate, all-or-nothing attack.

"Moreover, the records of Guanyin's Tears in the Tang Sect can be summed up in just eight words: Ignore defenses, never miss."

Yin Hongye said, "That doesn't seem to work either. I won't defend or dodge; I'll just tank the damage because I have high HP."

The person in the world who is most prone to losing health points has no feeling for the Tang Sect's ultimate techniques.

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue bit her red lips, her face turning a deep, almost blood-red hue. She also felt a strange pain in her heart.

They continued walking forward. Yue Zhengen was speechless. Couldn't his ancestors accomplish anything worthwhile? They'd been exposed like this in just half a day; he was, after all, a descendant of Angel God.

That's undeniable! Damn it, I want to travel back in time and kick my ancestor to see if he even has a brain.

He thought for a long time before finally managing to stammer, "That... that Hidden Weapon is indeed powerful."

"Is that so?" Yin Hongye smiled faintly, sensing that Yue Zhengen had a rather good temper. "It was only during the Battle of Jialing Pass that we truly faced reality."

"Unfortunately, by then, it was too late. Face reality? Face how Tang San climbed to godhood step by step, step by step, just like an experience pack in a game."

Mu Hongchen laughed and said, "After all, her grandfather gave her a lecture the other day, which filled her with chivalry and made her insist on head-on duels and fair fights. But who talks about these things on the battlefield?"

Yin Hongye turned her head to look at Qian Renxue, a faint smile on her face, "That's right. When it comes to war, you have to say what's on your mind."

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, but all she could hear were Yin Hongye Hongye's words.

She clearly wanted to argue, but couldn't utter a single word.

Yue Zhengen, standing to the side, was completely unwilling to say a word. This Yin Hongye was indeed a jinx to the Federation; just the way he stirred up trouble was enough to make most people lose their temper.

Fortunately, I have good self-control.

If we take action, my own home will be gone.

Now he's just hoping this plague god will quickly withdraw his powers so he can go and wreak havoc on other families in the south.

Some things are beyond your control.

This guy can now suppress Yun Ming.

Who can even challenge him now?

After the dinner, the maids cleared away the bowls and cups.

Yin Hongye picked up her teacup and took a sip, then suddenly cut to the chase. "By the way, Commander Le Zheng, I'd like to witness the Divine Awakening of your Angel Clan. I wonder if that's permissible?"

Yue Zhengen, seated in the main seat, paused slightly, then smiled, "Could it be for this young lady? I recall she possesses Angel Martial Soul; I wonder if I could have a look?"

Qian Renxue didn't say anything and simply stood up.

The next moment, Six Wings burst forth, their Holy Light like flames, illuminating the entire hall.

The sacred aura, imbued with innate majesty, caused the two adjutants behind Yue Zhengen to change color simultaneously, involuntarily taking a half-step back.

Yue Zhengen only sensed it for a moment before the Angel Martial Soul within his body manifested uncontrollably. Six slightly dim wings unfurled behind him, and the Holy Light was immediately suppressed and retracted upon contact with Qian Renxue's golden flames.

The difference in strength is immediately apparent.

He paused for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. "Such Pure Blood divine aura. Could this be the legendary aura that disappeared twenty thousand years ago—"

"Six-Winged Angel."

His eyes were filled with disbelief. "So, the Angel Soul Bone that my Yue Family has stored for 20,000 years has found its owner again?"

Qian Renxue put away her Martial Soul, her brows furrowing slightly, a bad feeling creeping over her.

this...

It's unclear how many people have absorbed the Angel Soul Bone before.

But I will definitely be the last one.

Is that my own Skull?

Yin Hongye and Mu Hongchen exchanged a glance, knowing that absorbing this substance required the approval of the Angel God.

Anyway, it definitely has nothing to do with them.

Yue Zhengen quickly suppressed his agitation, turned to his two adjutants, and waved them away. "You two can leave now. Don't utter a single word about tonight's events."

"Yes." The two adjutants saluted and quickly withdrew.

Yue Zhengen straightened his clothes, a smile returning to his face, but the fervor in his eyes hadn't completely faded. "The three of you, please follow me."

He turned and walked deeper into the castle, his steps much faster than before, as if afraid that if he were a step too late, the Soul Bone would fly away on its own.

After passing through the inner courtyard's corridors, Yue Zhengen stopped in front of a seemingly ordinary stone wall.

He raised his hand and pressed it against a spot on the wall. With a burst of Soul Power from his fingertips, the stone wall silently cracked open, revealing a secret passage sloping downwards.

The deeper you go, the more intense the Holy Light becomes.

The secret chamber was small, with walls as white as jade and ancient angelic Runes engraved on the floor, each line flowing with Holy Light.

Qian Renxue walked last. The moment her foot landed in the secret chamber, she felt her Martial Soul tremble slightly, as if responding to the Holy Light filling the chamber.

"This is the foundation of my Yue Family." Yue Zhengen stood in the center of the secret chamber, his voice devout. "Unless activated by the Pure Blood Angel Martial Soul, this door will never open."

"As long as you are not Evil Soul Master, you will be fine."

Yin Hongye looked around and suddenly said, "This place is quite secluded. Is it common for the Angel Clan to build secret rooms?"

"Can we not talk about this?" Yue Zhengen really wanted to beat Qian Xunji up. Why the hell did I have to compare my character to Qian Xunji's?

Suddenly, golden light burst forth from the front of the secret chamber. A streak of light shot out at incredible speed, heading straight for Qian Renxue's brow.

The light was so fast that Qian Renxue didn't even have time to react.

The light was so fast that Qian Renxue didn't even have time to react. Yin Hongye, however, felt that it was moving at the speed of a tortoise. His right hand shot out like lightning and grabbed the light when it was not far from Qian Renxue's brow.

On his outstretched palm lay a cracked golden crystal.