Angel Saint King

"All grave trespassers shall rest in the light."

Her golden hair fluttered as the Angel Saint King gazed at Qin Xuan's young, handsome face. The blue crystal atop the golden Angel Scepter in her hand flashed with white light, and waves of golden energy erupted from her body.

"The light I summon is formless, endless, and everywhere." The Angel Saint King held the Angel Scepter in her right hand and slowly raised her left. Countless enormous golden halos unfolded out of thin air behind her.

"Hey, beautiful, can't we talk this out? We've been fighting for nearly three years. Isn't it about time we ended this?" Qin Xuan looked helplessly at the Angel Saint King as she gathered power for her attack.

The cultivation technique within him circulated at high speed, drawing upon the divine power of Crystal Mountain.

His fifth soul skill, Weapon Soul Clone, and sixth soul skill, Ten Headed Fierce Yang Slash, activated at the same time. The Everbright Sword in his hand split into two, while eighteen hundred-meter Ten Headed Fierce Yang Serpents condensed from Vermilion Bird flames and Crystal Mountain's divine power appeared behind Qin Xuan out of nowhere.

"You can actually draw upon Crystal Mountain's divine power as well?" The Angel Saint King's golden phoenix eyes shifted slightly as she spoke in surprise.

"Of course. You only just noticed? I've been here over a hundred times these past three years. Even a pig should have figured out how to call on it by now." Qin Xuan said, "So, can we sit down and have a proper talk now?"

"Hmph, wishful thinking. So what if you can draw upon Crystal Mountain's divine power? Don't forget, I can too. Besides, there is an insurmountable gulf between our cultivation levels."

"Though I do not know how you