Anyone witnessing this scene would find it impossible to believe that Qian Renxue would win; sometimes, Soul Master appears so insignificant in the face of a powerful Soul Beast.
Even though Qian Renxue looked disheveled at this moment, she possessed a captivating charm that made everyone believe her words without a doubt.
It was an innate quality, a quality that made people willingly fall for it, just like Qi Ling herself. Although they only unconsciously exuded this charm, anyone who witnessed it became deeply fascinated by them.
So even though Qi Ling Qi Ling has always seemed unambitious and completely lacking in desire for power, more and more people still follow him regardless of the consequences, and firmly support him no matter what decision he makes.
And Qian Renxue in front of him undoubtedly possessed such an aura. Moreover, Qi Ling understood why the Holy Temple Knight Order had become such an organization; these knights must have deeply revered their leader.
As it turned out, Qian Renxue, like Qi Ling, never did anything without being certain of success; with her next move, the battle situation immediately changed.
" Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul Talent Passive Skill: Justice and Glory!"
Holding the Angel Sword before her, Qian Renxue exuded an aura of inviolable holiness. Even though she was extremely weak, her presence suddenly became immense.
Then, the Angel Sword in her hand emitted Sisi of divine energy, and as if in response to her, the Tyrant Dragon King suddenly became restless, and countless divine energies burst forth from the numerous wounds on its body.
Upon seeing this, Qi Ling's mouth dropped open in astonishment, and she muttered to herself, "No way, is that even possible?"
The explanation for this scene is quite simple: with each of Qian Renxue's previous attacks, she transformed her Soul Power into a special kind of energy and injected it into the Tyrant Dragon King's body.
Then, in that instant, Qian Renxue could unleash this energy instantly through her skill " Justice and Glory," causing a qualitative change from a quantitative one, and inflicting massive damage on the Tyrant Dragon King.
The Tyrant Dragon King, already severely injured, was powerless to resist the powerful burst of energy emanating from within itself. It coughed up large amounts of blood, leaving no part of its body unscathed.
The sudden burst of angelic power had reached the level of Titled Douluo. After all, this was an opportunity that Qian Renxue had painstakingly created, and it became the last straw that broke the Tyrant Dragon King's back.
With a tremendous roar, the Tyrant Dragon King's massive body crashed to the ground, and the oppressive aura it had brought vanished.
After unleashing her Justice and Glory, Qian Renxue had exhausted the last bit of Soul Power in her body, and her physical strength had reached its limit. Her legs gave way, and she was about to fall to the ground.
But just then, a firm hand caught her, letting her lean against him, and Qi Ling's reassuring voice came through. "Well done, sister! You actually killed a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast! You're amazing!"
Qian Renxue felt Qi Ling's presence and immediately relaxed. Over the past month, although she hadn't realized it, she had unknowingly developed a habit of relying on Qi Ling. As long as Qi Ling was by her side, she would have a strange sense of security.
"What's so impressive about that? You're the one who's truly remarkable, little brother. As Soul Ancestor, taking down a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is an achievement that will absolutely shock everyone," Qian Renxue said with a smile.
"And, little brother, I must thank you. If you hadn't intervened, I'd probably be dead in its mouth by now," Qian Renxue said. "I really don't know how to thank you enough."
Just now, at the most critical moment, it was Qi Ling's Immortal-Binding Rope that saved Qian Renxue's life, and Qian Renxue saw it clearly.
Qi Ling joked nonchalantly, "Oh, it's nothing, just a small favor. If you really feel bad about it, how about you repay me with your body?"
Qian Renxue smiled slightly and said, "Young man, do you think you'd lack women? Why are you making fun of your older sister?"
Qi Ling smiled slightly and said, "Of course we need more! Who would complain about having too many beauties like you, sister? With a beauty like you by my side, what's wrong with giving up all the beautiful lands?"
Qian Renxue blushed and said, "You're so glib. I'm not that nice. You should hurry up and deal with that Tyrant Dragon King. Otherwise, if it dies in my hands, it would be a huge loss."
Qi Ling also said, "Okay, sister, thank you very much. Also, sister, you should go and deal with that Golden-Winged Great Peng Eagle quickly; I deliberately left it alive."
Upon seeing these two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the two not only reached a tacit understanding on how to deal with them, but also on which Soul Ring were best suited for which of them.
As the Divine Dragon Emperor, who must use dragons as his Soul Ring, the Tyrant Dragon King naturally belongs to Qi Ling. As an ancient and exotic species no less than the Tyrant Dragon King, the Golden-Winged Great Peng Eagle is also a Soul Beast that is extremely suitable for Qian Renxue's Six-Winged Angel.
At this moment, the Tyrant Dragon King was barely clinging to life. With its last ounce of strength, it watched Qi Ling walk up to it, seemingly falling into an eerie silence.
"Is that so? Oh, it's you." Suddenly, Qi Ling felt a voice ring out in her mind. Although it was extremely weak, the undeniable authority it exuded made Qi Ling's heart tremble.
The voice came from the Tyrant Dragon King in front of him. Qi Ling looked at the Tyrant Dragon King, who was on his last breath, and felt the special emotion in the heart of this king of Soul Beast.
"That's right, it's me." For some reason, Qi Ling suddenly spoke up, " Tyrant Dragon King, you're very good, you could even say extremely good!"
"Hehe, thank you very much. It is my greatest honor to receive praise from the true Divine Dragon King," said the Tyrant Dragon King, a faint smile seemingly appearing on his face. "And to possess the power of the Dragon King is my long-cherished wish!"
"Now, great Divine Dragon King, please allow me to embrace you and accept my power! Long live the Dragon Clan, may their glory endure!"
Then, Tyrant Dragon King slowly closed his eyes, and the Soul Power on his body began to condense, gradually turning into a bright red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. At the same time, it emitted a huge Soul Power fluctuation, as if it wanted to make everything in this world bow down to it.
Even in its final moments, Tyrant Dragon King was proclaiming its imperial status; its kingly dignity would not tolerate any insult.
At that very moment, a similarly assertive aura emanated from the high cliff, surprising Qi Ling greatly.