Sin-Breaking Angel

Upon hearing this, Titan froze slightly.

Then he sneered inwardly. Was this brat insane? At death's door, he was still spouting such nonsense?

But just as Titan raised his massive arm to bring it down, his movement suddenly halted because he felt moisture in his palm.

"Sweat? Why would my palms be sweating at a time like this?

Something's wrong!?"

Titan realized something was amiss. It was not just his palms sweating—his entire body felt wrong.

His instincts had sensed fear and were frantically sounding the alarm!

Yet despite knowing something was wrong, Titan still hurriedly swung down his mountain-like arm, intending to nip the danger in the bud.

But at that very moment!

A pillar of golden soul power shot into the sky, blasting aside his descending arm. Then, dozens of meters in the air, it branched out and became one of the Holy Ten Pillars!

At the center of that pillar of light, Ye Lulu was gradually turning into particles of light and merging into Qian Mo's body.

Qian Mo's expression was taut, without a trace of unnecessary emotion.

Yet the fury in his eyes could not be concealed at all!

It hurts! It hurts so much!

Qian Mo screamed wildly inside, but Ye Lulu had not cried out in pain. How could he, a grown man, possibly say it aloud?

And this was a problem that Deep Attunement inevitably had to face. Deep Attunement connected hearts to hearts; it was no longer merely influencing or hypnotizing others.

What was more, Qian Mo was using an ability he had always kept hidden, so this pain was being inflicted upon him in full as well.

That ability was the [Hundred-Percent Martial Soul Fusion Technique]!

A Martial Soul Fusion Technique was, in the end, nothing more than the resonance and merging of Martial Souls.

If even the future Tang God King could forcibly mash together Huo Yuhao's, Tang Wutong's, and several other completely unrelated Martial Souls to create a bunch of Martial Soul Fusion Techniques—

How could Qian Mo, who knew this field inside out, fail to do the same?

It was just that Qian Mo knew well that once outsiders learned of this ability, he could go from being an insignificant nobody in Martial Soul Hall to someone highly sought after overnight.

But that would also mean becoming a universal enhancer anyone could use, perhaps even losing his freedom because of it. Qian Mo had no desire to live that kind of life.

Besides, even letting one or two people know had originally been more than Qian Mo was willing to accept. On Douluo Continent, people who possessed Martial Soul Fusion Techniques either became spouses or the closest of brothers.

With how clingy Ye Lulu had been, Qian Mo had feared this would make her completely determined to marry no one but him.

But now, Qian Mo regretted it beyond measure.

Because reality had brutally taught him what it meant for life to be unpredictable, and what it meant to only feel heart-wrenching pain after losing something he had taken for granted.

Earlier, Qian Mo had even been reflecting on how, because of his little butterfly effect, the environment of Douluo Continent had improved.

Yet after one encounter after another with Shrek's future members, he had ultimately run into the unreasonable madman Titan, nearly causing Ye Lulu to lose her life.

Qian Mo regretted it. He regretted not recognizing his own feelings sooner.

Ye Lulu had long since become an inseparable part of his life.

She was not his lover. What he felt for her was more like the affection he had for a younger sister.

But even so, for Qian Mo, who had been lonely in his previous life and had endured the ugliness of human hearts—

She was still an incomparably precious "family member"!

If he had understood his feelings sooner, Qian Mo would have told Ye Lulu in advance no matter what. Even if there would be countless troubles afterward, he would not have let Ye Lulu face that danger alone!

It was precisely because of this guilt.

At this moment, Qian Mo's rage had reached its limit, and so had his pain.

The pillar of light dissipated, and Qian Mo vanished with it.

In his place stood an angel who bore a seventy-percent resemblance to Qian Mo, but whose face was majestic and solemn. Luxurious platinum armor covered his entire body, and three pairs of golden wings spread from his back!

The sight left Titan horrified.

Because he knew full well that aside from the naturally six-winged Six-Winged Angel, any Angel Martial Soul wielder who attained six wings possessed strength comparable to a Title Douluo!

And as had been mentioned before, aside from his strength, every one of Titan's other attributes was abysmal. He knew that he absolutely could not outrun his opponent.

Thus, only one path lay before Titan now!

Gamble!

Gamble that Qian Mo was still adapting to the Martial Soul Fusion Technique, so he could kill him before he fully settled into it.

The thought flashed through his mind in an instant. Titan's arm muscles tensed to the limit, and he rapidly swung his fists down toward the ground where Qian Mo stood.

But he was not done. With his heart gripped by extreme tension, Titan continued wildly swinging both arms, his fists pounding the ground like raindrops.

The earth trembled and wailed.

Gradually, hideous cracks spread across the ground with Titan at their center.

It was then that Titan came to his senses.

"Strange. I've been hitting for so long—why doesn't it feel like I've struck anything?"

Titan thought this in confusion. Then, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimmer of golden light several kilometers away.

Qian Mo spread his six wings and placed Xiao Qi and Liu Erlong, whom he held in his arms, there.

Then he turned, fixing Titan with a murderous gaze, and said calmly to the two behind him.

"Stay here and don't move. It'll be over soon."

The instant his words fell, Qian Mo's six wings beat again, and he vanished from where he stood.

Titan's pupils contracted sharply at the sight, and he instinctively raised an arm to block.

Bzzzz—!!!

The blade tore through the air, producing waves of resonant hums.

Then a massive golden sword arc formed and slashed directly into Titan, sending his enormous Martial Soul True Body flying several meters away.

But that was not all. Qian Mo swung his sword again and again, several massive golden sword arcs cutting across Titan's body and leaving enormous wounds that twisted his face in agony.

Yet amid that twisted expression, a sinister grin appeared on Titan's face.

"Roar!"

Titan suddenly unleashed a deafening roar that swept toward Qian Mo like a mountain tsunami. At the same time, his hands did not slow in the slightest as he fiercely threw another punch at Qian Mo.

Titan cheered wildly in his heart.

"What the hell! So he's all bark and no bite! He clearly has six wings, yet he only has the strength of a Soul Douluo?

Then this old man still has a chance to win!"

But Qian Mo only smiled coldly at Titan's appearance.

As he dodged Titan's attacks and slashed wounds across his body with his sword, Qian Mo spoke.

"Titan, do you know what my Martial Soul Fusion Technique is called?"

Titan did not even acknowledge him. Though he did not know that villains died from talking too much, he knew that getting distracted in battle was no good thing.

But Qian Mo continued speaking on his own.

"This Martial Soul Fusion Technique is called the Sin-Breaking Angel.

You must be feeling quite fortunate right now.

Fortunate that despite being an angel with six wings, I do not possess the strength of a Title Douluo, making you think you might have a chance to defeat me."

With that, Qian Mo rose into the sky before Titan's despairing eyes.