The phantom of Xue Shiming's Holy Light Flying Luan Martial Soul suddenly appeared behind him, its wings spreading wide, every feather shining with sacred light.
The wings fluttered gently, stirring a soft breeze through the surrounding air. A clear, melodious cry rang out like strings and flutes, a heavenly sound that washed the soul clean.
"Second Soul Skill-Divine Blessing!"
Xue Shiming called out in a low voice, and his second yellow soul ring pulsed, radiating dazzling light.
Then a layer of brilliant Divinity light enveloped his entire body, bathing him in a godlike radiance.
This halo not only lent him an aura of Divinity, but also significantly enhanced all his attributes, including attack, defense, and speed. It was as though he had gained the protection of the gods and become utterly unassailable.
Although the halo could support an entire group, Xue Shiming alone enjoyed this power of Divinity at that moment.
He drew a deep breath, feeling the power surging within him as he prepared his next strike.
"First Soul Skill-Divine Golden Feathers!"
Xue Shiming called out again in a low voice that swelled with grandeur, a Brahma Chant ringing forth as he looked up at the sky and spread his hands.
At that moment, countless platinum feathers drifted down from above, filling the sky like a golden meteor shower.
As they fell, the feathers gradually condensed into sharp arrows. Each shone with the light of Divinity and held tremendous penetrating power.
They whistled toward Chen Xiaojun in astonishing numbers. For a moment, the entire sky was blanketed by this dense golden feather storm.
Watching the dazzling, breathtaking sight before him, Chen Xiaojun's lips curved slightly into a resolute, confident smile. His eyes blazed like two brilliant stars.
He gripped the Chun Jun Sword tightly. Its blade trembled faintly with