Fusion

Was this really a Martial Soul Fusion Skill?

Naturally, the answer was no.

The summoned Qian Renxue had originally been a part of Ye Chenxing's martial soul.

This so-called "fusion" was merely an ability inherent to Ye Chenxing's martial soul.

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

As the pillar of light slowly faded, 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 faded away, replaced by the sharpness and composure of a young man. Between his brows was an additional faint trace of Qian Renxue's divinity.

Zhongli Ren was already dumbfounded.

Originally, capturing a mere two-ring brat had seemed like an effortless task to him. What waves could a mere Great Spirit Master 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 already possessed such combat power at two rings. If he were allowed to grow, who could possibly stop him?

Fear had already risen in Zhongli Ren's heart, his courage crumbling inch by inch. He gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, turned, and fled at full speed!

Run!

He had to take this news back—the inheritor of the Angel God had reappeared! He had to be killed before he fully matured!

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

Yet in midair, the fused figure slowly spoke.

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

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

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

A full twelve wings unfurled with a thunderous roar, blotting out the sky. They flowed with the luster of sacred flames, and with a gentle beat, countless motes of light scattered down.

Not a Six-Winged Angel.

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

A sacred sword formed in Ye Chenxing's palm. The twelve wings behind him beat fiercely, and his entire body transformed into a streak of light as he gave chase.

Zhongli Ren fled madly while looking back, only to find that he could not shake his pursuer!

Angel Domain—damn Angel Domain! The boundaries of that golden world seemed endless. No matter how fast he raced, he could not escape its coverage. Worse still, the evil soul power within him was draining away like water through an open floodgate. With every passing breath, his strength weakened by another fraction.

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

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

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

A ruthless look crossed his gaze. His hands rapidly formed seals, and black mist around him boiled violently. All eight soul rings lit up at once. With a roar, his natal beast soul was suddenly unleashed.

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 lunged straight at the pursuing Ye Chenxing!

There was not the slightest ripple in Ye Chenxing's eyes.

He raised the Angel Sacred Sword.

The intricate, dazzling runes upon its blade lit up one by one. Sacred flame abruptly condensed at the sword tip into a single point of blinding light, as though a miniature sun had descended into the mortal world.

"Angel Judgment."

In the next instant, golden light and sacred flame transformed into a torrent that pierced heaven and earth, colliding head-on with the charging Ghostshadow Leopard Emperor.

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

The angel's suppression of evil martial souls was displayed in full at that moment. There was no fairness between light and darkness, no contest between sacred flames and evil filth—it was the absolute suppression of natural enemies, engraved deep within the laws themselves. Zhongli Ren's natal beast soul, belonging to a mighty Evil Soul Douluo, had nearly been destroyed in a single exchange.

And this was only the power produced by the fusion of two two-ring soul masters. If Ye Chenxing had three rings today—

Zhongli Ren's face twitched, his teeth nearly biting through his gums.

That direct clash had sobered him up. The other side looked intimidating, with golden light filling the sky and twelve wings blocking the heavens, but in the end, it was still a technique wielded by a two-ring brat. The gulf in soul power cultivation was not so easily bridged. No matter how strong the fusion of two two-ring soul masters was, no matter how much it restrained him, it could never truly make an eight-ring Soul Douluo like him unable to fight back.

Zhongli Ren still had a chance to win.

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

A vicious gleam flashed through Zhongli Ren's eyes. He suddenly exerted force with both legs, shattering the void beneath his feet as he soared into the air. He no longer fled, instead charging directly at the twelve-winged figure!

The corners of Ye Chenxing's lips curled slightly, a faint sneer flashing through his eyes.

"What, not running anymore?"

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

"You're the one who's going to die!!! Arrogant brat!" Hearing the words he had used to mock Ye Chenxing now turned back on him, Zhongli Ren was nearly driven mad with rage.

His hoarse roar echoed across the heavens. "I, Zhongli Ren, will kill you, inheritor of the angels, today!"

With a wave of his hand, the Ghostshadow Leopard Emperor, which had been burned nearly transparent by the holy light, condensed into form once more. But it no longer lunged forward to attack. Under the frenzied infusion of its master's soul power, the Leopard Emperor's body began to swell rapidly. The blood-red glow around it grew deeper 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 trembled before the destruction to come.

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 never stopped; every additional breath he remained here reduced his odds of victory. If he detonated the natal beast soul of his level-eighty cultivation, even an inheritor of the angels would have to avoid its edge.

"And as long as Ye Chenxing retreated, he could leave the domain's range. Then, he would have a chance to escape alive!

Moreover, his opponent would definitely be injured.

Why should a two-ring brat be able to withstand the self-destruction of a Soul Douluo-level beast soul?

A deeper fear faintly urged Zhongli Ren onward.

The Six-Winged Angel had reappeared, and it possessed the ability to heavily injure him at a mere two rings. If this child were allowed to grow and one day reach the realm of a Titled Douluo—

The Holy Spirit Cult would surely suffer utter ruin.

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 leader, or even the Grand Worshipper, take action personally!

In his eyes, if the Holy Spirit Cult's top experts wanted to kill Ye Chenxing, then against that bunch from the Sun Moon Empire who played with gadgets, there would be no suspense at all.