Heaven Dou City, Prince's Mansion.
In the rear garden, Qian Renxue wore a sacred golden silk gown as she sat quietly inside a pavilion. Her elegant posture resembled a breathtaking painting, tranquil and holy.
Her waist was as slender as a willow leaf. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the pavilion, falling upon her delicate face and casting a gentle radiance over it.
"Ever since my Martial Soul reacted last time, my Sacred Ability seems to have undergone some slight changes." Qian Renxue lightly brushed back the strands of hair that had fallen beside her cheek, then slowly opened her palm. A faint golden glow radiated from it, but unlike before the fusion, this golden energy now contained the Dark Energy she had fused from Cheng Xiao.
Clearly, they were two opposing types of energy, yet no rejection had occurred during the fusion process.
Qian Renxue could even clearly sense that her Holy Energy seemed willing to draw close to Cheng Xiao's Dark Energy, as though it had encountered its own kind. But could the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul have kin? She did not know.
Even if it did, Cheng Xiao's Martial Soul should at least have been an angel, shouldn't it? Yet his Martial Soul had nothing to do with angels. What kind of Angel Martial Soul could summon the dead? If not for the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul reacting to his Martial Soul, Qian Renxue had once believed that he was a Fallen One cultivating through evil methods.
After all, the ability to summon dead beings to fight for oneself did not look like something a good person would possess. Yet judging from the Six-winged Angel's reaction, Cheng Xiao was not a Fallen One, and his Martial Soul should have some connection to the Six-Winged Angel. As for