Even Divine Thoughts Go Wild

As they spoke, a black orb fell like a meteor and shattered the barrier over New York City. Suspended in the air, Zhong Hunmie spread his arms with an excited smile. He waited for the Rakshasa God's will to possess him and grant him power beyond anything he had known.

The orb entered through Zhong Hunmie's brow. His hair grew to his waist in an instant, the skull sword in his hand became a skull scythe, and his once rugged features softened. The bone armor covering him reverted to his Martial Soul, the Angel of Hatred, which floated behind him. "What a useless fool. He couldn't even kill a few ants..." A voice that was both male and female emerged from Zhong Hunmie's mouth as he fixed a sharp gaze on the people of Spirit Hall.

Qian Xunji soared into the air. Every Soul Bone in his body lit up as he donned the Angel Set, and the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul behind him grew brighter and more majestic.

"So you're a descendant of that slut, the Angel God?" Zhong Hunmie said with a mocking smile when he saw Qian Xunji.

"Insult my ancestor, and you die..." Qian Xunji swung the Sword of Judgment. An enormous blade of holy light cleaved toward Zhong Hunmie with the power to cut through anything.

Zhong Hunmie looked at the enormous Sword of Judgment and smiled disdainfully. With a casual sweep of his skull scythe, he turned the blood of the dead throughout New York City into a gigantic crescent blade that collided with the sword. The Sword of Judgment broke. The crescent blade sliced through it at an angle, flew into the sky, and burst into a rain of blood.

"Boy, you think you can defend that slut's honor? Dream on..." Zhong Hunmie pointed. The Angel of Hatred's bone wings detached and became countless bone spikes aimed at Qian Xunji. "Go..."

The spikes poured toward Qian Xunji like rain. "Third Soul Skill: Angel Shield!" Layer after layer of golden shields formed before him and took the impacts as he poured in more Soul Power.

But the gulf between a god and a mortal was too vast. The Angel Shield shattered. At that instant, Qian Xunji used Angel Wings and escaped the spikes' range.

"Not bad reflexes. But before me, you're only struggling on your deathbed." Zhong Hunmie raised his skull scythe high. Blood energy from across New York City gathered in the sky and formed an enormous scythe of blood. "Cursed Blade, Curse-Slay the Weak..."

The gigantic blood scythe sent crescent blades slashing at Qian Xunji one after another. He darted through the air, dodging what he could. When one could not be avoided, he struck it with the Sword of Judgment—only for the sword to shatter instantly.

Qian Xunji reacted quickly enough to evade the crescent blade and immediately activated his Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar. The enormous angel blazed with holy light, dispersing the crescent blades. With a casual point of her finger, she reduced the gigantic blood scythe to nothing.

"Qian Yuhan. I didn't expect your descendant to summon you down here," Zhong Hunmie said to the enormous angel, his voice thick with mockery.

"Jade Rakshasa. I didn't expect you to be so despicable as to use your divine thoughts to seize a mortal's body." The enormous angel spoke in a cool, clear woman's voice.

"What does that have to do with me? This fool was too useless to even begin the Rakshasa God Trial. He couldn't manage a sacrifice of a hundred thousand lives. And he calls himself an Evil Soul Master of the Douluo Continent? What trash." Zhong Hunmie's face twisted with disgust. "If he hadn't offered himself as a sacrifice and begged me to descend through my divine thoughts, I'd never have used this filthy, stinking man's body!"

"Your divine thoughts descended? Then your true body won't know what happens to you here?" the enormous angel asked.

"Qian Yuhan, what are you going to do?" Zhong Hunmie asked, fear spreading across his face.

"Nothing much. I'm going to shower you with affection." The enormous angel's voice turned icy. "Take your time and feel the might of my angel."

Run... At the sound of Qian Yuhan's voice, Zhong Hunmie's first instinct was not to fight, but to flee. He turned and ran across the air, no longer holding back. Every step sent out a massive shock wave that killed people and destroyed buildings below.

"Don't go, Jade Rakshasa. Let me show you how much I care..." A whip appeared in the enormous angel's hand, and she lashed it at Zhong Hunmie.

The lash shattered and obliterated the Angel of Hatred's bone wings. The enormous angel beat her wings and pursued him. Spotting an opening, she struck again, smashing the Angel of Hatred's bones. Zhong Hunmie spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Jade Rakshasa, stop running! Let's have a nice chat!" The enormous angel flew above Zhong Hunmie and cracked her whip across his backside.

"Ow! Qian Yuhan, you little slut, I'll kill you..." Zhong Hunmie endured the pain in his backside and spat out the threat as he ran.

"Jade Rakshasa, I've been so good to you, and you want to kill me? Why can't you behave..." The enormous angel swung her whip again and struck Zhong Hunmie's backside.

"Qian Yuhan, don't push me too far..." Zhong Hunmie said, his voice venomous.

"I'm pushing you. What are you going to do about it?" the enormous angel replied with utter disdain.

"Just because he never began the Rakshasa God Trial and I can't fully descend in spirit, you think I can't use the Rakshasa God's powers?" Madness crept into Zhong Hunmie's voice. "If you won't let me live in peace, I'll make sure you don't either. Grudge Blood Soul Stain..."

The blood strewn across New York City gathered into a wave in the air that pursued the enormous angel relentlessly.

The enormous angel was about to fly upward when Zhong Hunmie seized her leg. "Qian Yuhan, let's die together..."

The blood wave swallowed the enormous angel and Zhong Hunmie, forming a giant blood cocoon in the air. It spun wildly, and the energy within grew steadily more intense.

"Run..." Golden Crocodile Douluo called to the others. As soon as he spoke, he grabbed Dugu Bo with one hand and Dugu Sheng with the other, then sped away.

Ling Yuan Douluo snatched up Bibi Dong and followed close behind. Thousand Jun Douluo, Demon Subduing Douluo, Huang Batian, and Lei Zhenyun followed them.

Huang Tieyi used the Lingbo Micro-Step, moving as fast as lightning. He had already pulled ahead of Golden Crocodile Douluo.

They fled New York City and did not stop until they reached the nearest hill.

The moment they climbed it, the giant blood cocoon above New York City exploded...