Fusion

This... was really a Martial Soul Fusion Skill?

Naturally, the answer was no.

The summoned Qian Renxue had originally been part of Ye Chenxing's Martial Soul.

This so-called "fusion" was merely an innate ability of Ye Chenxing's Martial Soul.

Not only could Ye Chenxing use nearly all the abilities of the Heroic Spirit he summoned, but he could also choose to merge with the Heroic Spirit as one. This was not a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, yet it was not the slightest bit inferior to one. Bearing the power of a Heroic Spirit within a single body—this was his strongest method under normal circumstances.

The pillar of light slowly faded, and the fused figure finally became clear.

It was still Ye Chenxing's face, yet it seemed as though he had crossed ten years of time. The youthfulness of a boy had vanished, replaced by the sharpness and composure of a young man. Between his brows was a faint trace of Qian Renxue's divinity.

Zhongli Ren was already dumbstruck.

Originally, capturing a mere two-ring brat had seemed like an effortless task to him. What kind of waves could a mere Soul Grandmaster stir up, no matter how powerful his Martial Soul was?

But now, the situation had completely slipped beyond his control.

The reappearance of the Six-Winged Angel was simply devastating news for every Evil Soul Master in the world.

He possessed such combat power with only two rings. If he were allowed to grow, who could stop him?

Fear had already arisen in Zhongli Ren's heart, his courage crumbling inch by inch. He gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, turned, and ran!

Run!

He had to bring this news back—the Angel God's inheritor had reappeared! He had to be killed before his wings had fully grown!

Black light surged as Zhongli Ren turned into an afterimage and charged desperately toward the edge of the domain.

Yet the fused figure in the air slowly spoke.

The voice was Ye Chenxing's, yet another clear voice overlapped with it. The two voices resonated together, each word falling between heaven and earth:

"I think I said that you would die here today."

Before the words had even faded, golden light suddenly blazed behind him.

A full twelve wings burst open, blotting out the sky and sun. They flowed with a radiance like holy flames, and with the slightest flutter, countless fragments of light scattered through the air.

This was not the Six-Winged Angel.

At this moment, standing before Zhongli Ren was a twelve-winged angel.

An Angel Sacred Sword condensed in his palm. Ye Chenxing's twelve wings suddenly beat, and his entire figure became a streak of light as he pursued Zhongli Ren.

As Zhongli Ren fled madly, he looked back and discovered that he could not shake him off!

Angel Domain—damn Angel Domain! The border of that golden world seemed endless. No matter how fast he fled, he could not escape its reach. What terrified him even more was that the evil Soul Power within his body was draining away as though a floodgate had opened. With every breath, his strength weakened further.

At this rate, he would eventually be worn to death.

"Damn it, what kind of shitty angel is this? I'll fight him!"

A vicious glint flashed in Zhongli Ren's eyes as he abruptly stopped.

Ruthlessness flashed through his gaze. His hands rapidly formed seals, and the black aura around him boiled violently. All eight soul rings lit up at once. With a roar, his natal beast soul was suddenly released.

The Ghostshadow Leopard Emperor threw back its head and let out an earth-shaking roar. Wrapped in overwhelming evil energy, it became a bolt of black lightning and pounced straight at the pursuing Ye Chenxing!

Not a single ripple stirred in Ye Chenxing's eyes.

He raised the Angel Sacred Sword.

The dazzlingly intricate runes upon the blade lit up one after another. Holy flames suddenly condensed at a single point on the sword tip, and that point of light shone so brilliantly that it was like a miniature sun descending upon the world.

"Angel Judgment."

The next instant, golden light and holy flames became a torrent that pierced heaven and earth, crashing head-on into the charging Ghostshadow Leopard Emperor.

The Ghostshadow Leopard Emperor let out an incomparably shrill scream. Its enormous body twisted madly within the holy light. Its pitch-black beast body was like red-hot iron pressed into ice and snow, rapidly vaporizing in great swathes. Black smoke billowed, ghostly flames scattered, and that once-arrogant ten-thousand-year beast soul nearly dissipated from this single strike!

The angel's suppression of evil Martial Souls was displayed to the fullest at that moment. There was no fairness between light and darkness, no contest between holy flames and evil filth—it was the absolute suppression of natural enemies, branded deep into the laws themselves. Zhongli Ren's natal beast soul, belonging to a mighty Evil Soul Douluo, had nearly been instantly killed in a single exchange.

And this was merely the power produced by the fusion of two two-ring beings. If Ye Chenxing had possessed three rings today—

Zhongli Ren's face twitched as he nearly bit his gums bloody.

That direct clash sobered him up. His opponent looked intimidating, with golden light filling the sky and twelve wings spanning the heavens, but in the end, these were still methods wielded by a two-ring brat. The gap in Soul Power cultivation was not so easily bridged. No matter how strong the fusion of two two-ring beings was, no matter how greatly it suppressed him, it could never truly make an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo like him incapable of fighting back.

Zhongli Ren was not without a chance of victory.

"I have no choice but to risk my life."

A fierce gleam flashed through his eyes. Zhongli Ren suddenly exerted force with both legs, shattering the air beneath his feet as he shot into the sky. No longer fleeing, he instead charged directly at the twelve-winged figure!

The corner of Ye Chenxing's mouth lifted slightly, and a faint mockery flashed through his eyes.

"What, not running anymore?"

"Unfortunately, I won't leave you any time to cry and scream."

"You're the one who's going to die!!! Arrogant brat!" Hearing Ye Chenxing use his own earlier mockery against him, Zhongli Ren was so furious that he nearly lost all reason.

His hoarse roar resounded through the sky. "I, Zhongli Ren, will kill you, inheritor of the angel, today!"

With a wave of his hand, the Ghostshadow Leopard Emperor, which had been burned nearly transparent by the holy light, condensed into shape once more. Yet it no longer lunged forward to attack. Under its master's frenzied infusion of Soul Power, the Leopard Emperor's body began to expand rapidly. The blood-red light around it grew darker and darker, while a heart-palpitating aura of destruction gathered wildly within it.

A suffocating pressure spread through the air. Even the light within a hundred zhang began to distort, as though space itself were trembling before the coming destruction.

He was actually going to self-destruct his beast soul.

Zhongli Ren had calculated it clearly. This was Sun Moon Empire territory, and he could not delay any longer. The Angel Domain's erosion of his evil Soul Power had not stopped for a moment. Every extra breath he remained here reduced his odds of victory by another fraction. If he detonated his natal beast soul with his level eighty cultivation, then even an inheritor of the angel would have no choice but to avoid its edge.

And as long as Ye Chenxing retreated, he could escape the domain's coverage. At that point, he would have a chance to flee with his life!

Moreover, his opponent would surely be injured.

How could a two-ring brat possibly withstand a Soul Douluo-level beast soul self-destruction head-on?

A deeper fear quietly drove Zhongli Ren onward.

The Six-Winged Angel had reappeared, and with only two rings, Ye Chenxing already possessed the ability to severely injure him. If this child were allowed to grow and one day reach the realm of a Titled Douluo—

The Holy Spirit Cult would surely suffer a catastrophe of annihilation.

Even if he had to pay the price of his beast soul today, he had to bring this news back! He had to let the Cult Master, or even the Grand Priest, act personally!

In his view, if the Holy Spirit Cult's top experts wanted to kill Ye Chenxing, then the Sun Moon Empire's bunch of tool-users would stand no chance at all.