Teacher, I Will Wait for You in the Darkness...

"Ye Guyi, it's your turn to go on stage!"

A scarred man with a sinister expression pushed open the door, glanced at the girl with a hint of disdain, and seemed to think that in this place filled with killing and death every day, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl would soon be devoured and left with only bones. So he left a sentence and turned to leave.

"..."

Ye Guyi remained silent for a long while.

She didn't meet a master in this life, but fortunately she survived by the skin of her teeth. She then searched for traces of Evil Soul Master in the Heavenly Soul Empire, attempting to avenge her family. That's how she ended up here... the Sun Moon Empire.

He then learned that the Xishui Alliance was backed by the entire Holy Spirit Cult, and thus decided to join the Ordinary Alliance, which was their enemy.

This time, it's her first battle to prove her Angelic Angel Martial Soul's potential as a powerful weapon against Evil Soul Master. She needs to get the higher-ups of the Ordinary Alliance to see her and nurture her; she needs resources.

But now...

She suddenly changed her mind.

Ye Guyi remained calm as she stepped out of the narrow, dark room, her leather boots clasped in the air. She faced countless gazes, some fiery, some disdainful, and Greed, and leaped onto the playing field.

A pair of beautiful golden eyes calmly swept over the audience. So, without my master's protection, is my future path really this rugged and bumpy?

But she did not back down at all. Along with her "rebirth" and the acquisition of the Fallen Angel Twin Martial Souls, her Soul Power jumped from level 47 to level 57. The previously empty fifth Soul Ring position was now occupied by a black Golden Soul Ring, which seemed to carry some of the divinity of the Seraphim.

Ye Guyi gently exhaled a breath of stale air, her expression calm.

As the roar and shouts that had stirred the entire arena slowly appeared in the distance, another tall figure emerged. The burly man looked down at Ye Guyi, a cruel smile slowly spreading across his face, "A fresh girl... It's been a long time since I've tasted such fresh meat. I'll cherish you."

"..."

Ye Guyi remained calm. Having fought the Evil Soul Master for so long, she was already used to the cruelty of those beasts. As for this man's so-called empty talk and pre-match intimidation, it was probably not as terrifying as what she had experienced in her previous life.

Of course, in that life, she had her master protecting her all the way, and she only needed to stay in the back and watch that towering figure, as majestic as a mountain, bear everything.

"The match begins!"

Seeing Ye Guyi's age, the referee felt there wasn't much to watch, so he didn't even bother to warm up the crowd and directly announced the start of the match.

"Hehehe..." The burly man revealed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and the sound of mechanical gears turning rang out from his right arm. His right arm gradually transformed into an iron arm, its surface covered with a dark metallic luster, accompanied by light blue patterns all over it, and his Soul Power began to circulate completely.

"A level five melee Soul Engineer, Blood Fist —this must be his signature Soul Tool, the Blood-Devouring Fist."

"I haven't forgotten the last time I smashed my opponent's head into the arena floor with my Blood Fist. Now, I'm going to ruthlessly crush him like a flower, hahaha, how satisfying will that be?"

"That guy's pretty hot."

"..."

The man known as Blood Fist stretched his arms, looked at Ye Guyi with a mocking expression, stomped his feet, and sprang into action. He raised his iron fist high and brought it crashing down on Ye Guyi's head.

His expression instantly turned serious.

The only rule he has followed to survive in the underground arena for so long is to never underestimate anyone. Therefore, while he talks trash in the arena, every move he makes is deadly, and he goes all out to leave no room for a comeback.

Unfortunately, this time, he encountered an "advanced version" of Ye Guyi.

The girl's expression remained calm as she glanced with interest at the iron fist hurtling towards her and the man, seemingly eyeing some kind of "delicacy." A hint of madness flashed in her eyes as she lightly licked her lips.

As a black -Golden Soul Ring slowly rose from beneath her feet, the girl gently exhaled a breath of stale air. "The Holy Demon Sword..."

Blood Fist's expression changed drastically. In just an instant, he felt a tremendous change in the girl, a terrifying and sinister transformation. He had only ever seen this kind of thing with Evil Soul Master, but it was obviously too late to retreat.

His iron fist was already close to the girl's face.

Under the astonished gazes of countless people.

Two jet-black wings suddenly sprouted from the girl's back. She leaped up lightly, flipped over the Blood Fist, and suddenly grasped a jet-black longsword in her hand. In just a moment, she swept past the iron fist and landed lightly on the ground, the longsword in her hand slowly dissipating.

Iron Fist, propelled by inertia, rushed to the edge of the arena, but suddenly his bloodshot eyes widened, and he struggled, clutching his throat, kneeling on the ground with his back to Ye Guyi. It seemed... he wasn't dead, but had survived by a hair's breadth.

The girl's expression remained calm, even tinged with a hint of joy. She slowly raised her hand, and as the black wings behind her trembled slightly, a jet-black mist, carrying an eerie sense of holiness, surged from her body.

"Holy Demon, Judgment..."

The girl parted her red lips slightly, her voice not loud, yet it filled the entire arena.

Its wings fluttered slightly, hovering above the arena.

The golden eyes were gradually swallowed by the pitch black, as if a demon god had descended upon this place. In the next instant, countless chains stretched out from the black mist, locking the Blood Fist layer by layer, and then dragging it back into the black mist little by little.

The crowd couldn't see what was happening within the black mist, but they could hear a chilling cracking sound and Blood Fist's painful whimper.

The entire venue was completely silent.

This is clearly the work of Evil Soul Master...

Throughout the Douluo Continent, no matter how cruel and tyrannical those old nobles were, their cruelty was far less than that of the Evil Soul Master. Even if these guys enjoyed watching bloody scenes, they would definitely keep their distance from the Evil Soul Master.

For most people, Evil Soul Master are nothing short of a taboo.

But at this moment, the other party appeared so openly and brazenly.

"Ye, Ye Guyi, wins..."

The referee scrambled to find Ye Guyi's name and information, and seeing that the strength column was blank, he turned pale and broke out in a cold sweat.

In the end, they were just a small underground boxing gym under the Ordinary Alliance; how could they possibly afford to offend such a powerful entity?

They are an underground force, but they are genuinely afraid of Evil Soul Master...

"Teacher, I will wait for you in the darkness..."

Ye Guyi "devoured" the Blood Fist with a hint of enjoyment, a smile curving her red lips, and her figure slowly disappeared into the darkness, leaving the arena.

Meanwhile...

On the high platform of the competition venue.

A figure in black robes stood silently among the spectators, his eyes filled with undisguised amazement. "The Fallen Angel Martial Soul, is it? It's rumored to be the opposite of the Angel Martial Soul. Even I, an old man, am seeing it with my own eyes for the first time..."

After saying that, he narrowed his eyes slightly, looking in the direction where the girl had disappeared, a smile on his face.

"This woman is destined to be with our Holy Spirit Cult!!!"