I Am the God of Light and Undead!

A Limit Douluo. Another Limit Douluo.

This was already the seventh!

The seventh!

Even an ordinary faction with seven Titled Douluo would already be enough to dominate a region, yet Qian Chaoguang's side had seven Limit Douluo!

It was a terrifying number that made it hard to breathe.

Looking at A Fan, who had leaped out, Nether Lightning Douluo and Nangong Wan of the Holy Spirit Cult instantly went pale, as if they had swallowed flies.

The two of them trembled as they looked toward the vice Sect Leader, Feng Ling, hoping to find a trace of comfort, only to see the exact same look of horror on her face.

They would never forget this undead creature for as long as they lived!

That agile figure, that powerful aura, those practiced combat skills, the dark-green armor and Green Dragon Crescent Blade, the wind attribute.

Was this not the Lich from the Underground Soul Engineer Tournament back then?

It... it was actually a Limit Douluo with complete sentience!

Cold sweat had long since soaked their backs.

A name that had almost been forgotten surfaced in their minds once more.

Feng Ling Yue Ying Sect!

So that damned Angel Douluo was actually... actually that little girl with the Angel Martial Soul from the Ordinary Alliance back then!

She had never died!

Kong Deming wiped away the blood flowing from his mouth and nose and stared fixedly at Qian Chaoguang floating in midair.

Lord of Light.

Those skeleton soldiers with the strength of Soul Emperors and Soul Douluo.

The God of Light and Undead of the Eternal God Cult.

Looking at Qian Chaoguang in his Divine Body State, Kong Deming felt, in a daze, as though he had grasped something.

Once, inside the churches of the Eternal God Cult, the towering Divine Statue