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Chapter 35 Fusion
Is this really a Martial Soul Fusion Technique?
The answer is naturally no.
Qian Renxue, who was summoned, was originally a part of Ye Chenxing's martial soul.
The so-called "fusion" in the present scene is nothing more than the ability of Ye Chenxing's martial soul itself.
Ye Chenxing can not only use almost all the abilities of the summoned heroic spirits, but he can also choose to merge with them. This is not a martial soul fusion skill, but it is by no means weaker than a martial soul fusion skill. To bear the power of heroic spirits in one's own body is his strongest method in his normal state.
The pillar of light slowly dissipated, and the merged figure finally became clear.
It was still Ye Chenxing's face, yet it seemed as if ten years had passed. The immaturity of youth had faded, replaced by the sharpness and composure of a young man, and a faint divine quality belonging to Qian Renxue had appeared between his brows.
Zhong Liren was speechless.
Originally, capturing a mere second-ring brat was nothing more than a piece of cake in his eyes. What trouble could a mere Great Soul Master possibly cause, no matter how powerful his martial soul was?
But now, the situation has completely spiraled out of his control.
The reappearance of the six-winged angel is a devastating blow to all evil spirit masters in the world.
If he already has such combat power in the second ring, what would he be like if he were to grow stronger?
Fear had already taken hold of Zhong Liren, and his courage crumbled inch by inch. He gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, turned around, and ran away!
escape!
Take this news back: the successor of the Angel God has reappeared! We must nip him in the bud before he gains power!
A surge of black light erupted, and Zhong Liren transformed into a blur, desperately rushing towards the edge of the domain.
However, in mid-air, the merged figure slowly spoke.
The voice was Ye Chenxing's, yet it overlapped with another clear tone, creating a double resonance that resonated deeply, each word falling distinctly between heaven and earth.
"I think I said you were going to die here today."
Before he finished speaking, a burst of golden light suddenly shone brightly behind him.
Twelve wings suddenly unfurled, blotting out the sky and flowing with a holy flame-like luster; with a gentle flap, countless fragments of light scattered across the sky.
It's not a six-winged angel.
At this moment, standing before Zhongli Ren was a twelve-winged angel.
The holy sword materialized in his palm, and Ye Chenxing's twelve wings suddenly flapped, his entire figure transforming into a streak of light as he chased after her.
As Zhong Liren ran frantically, he kept looking back and realized that he couldn't shake off his opponent!
Angelic Realm—that damned Angelic Realm! The boundaries of that golden world seemed endless, and no matter how fast he flew, he couldn't escape its grasp. What terrified him even more was that the evil soul power within his body was rapidly draining away like water being released from a floodgate; with each passing breath, his strength was weakened.
If this continues, he will eventually be worn down to death.
"Damn it, what kind of bird angel is this! I'll fight him!"
A fierce glint flashed in Zhong Liren's eyes, and he abruptly stopped.
A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. He suddenly formed hand seals, and black energy surged around him. All eight soul rings lit up simultaneously, and with a roar, his natal beast soul was suddenly released.
The Ghost Shadow Leopard King roared to the sky, carrying an overwhelming evil aura, and transformed into a black lightning bolt, rushing straight towards Ye Chenxing who was chasing after it!
Ye Chenxing's eyes remained completely calm.
The angel's holy sword was raised.
The dazzlingly complex runes on the sword lit up one by one, and holy flames suddenly condensed at a single point on the tip of the sword. That point of light was so bright that it was blinding, as if a miniature sun had fallen to earth.
"Angelic Judgment".
In the next instant, the golden light and holy flames transformed into a torrent that pierced through the heavens and earth, colliding fiercely with the charging ghostly leopard king.
The Ghostly Leopard King let out a bloodcurdling scream, its massive body writhing wildly in the holy light. Its jet-black form seemed to be pressed into ice and snow by a red-hot iron, vaporizing and evaporating in large swaths. Black smoke billowed, ghostly flames dissipated, and the once invincible ten-thousand-year-old beast soul nearly vanished in this single blow!
The angel's restraint over the evil spirit was on full display at this moment. There is no fairness between light and darkness, no contest between holy flame and filth—they are natural enemies, an absolute suppression imprinted deep within the laws. Zhong Liren, the dignified Evil Soul Douluo, was almost instantly killed in a single exchange with his natal beast soul.
And this is merely the power resulting from the fusion of two second-ring powerhouses. If Ye Chenxing were a third-ring powerhouse today—
Zhong Liren's face twitched, and his gums almost bled from biting them.
This direct confrontation brought him to his senses. His opponent appeared intimidating, with golden light filling the sky and twelve wings obscuring the heavens, but ultimately, it was just a trick used by a mere two-ring brat. The gap in soul power realm is not so easily bridged. No matter how strong the two two-ring fusions were, and no matter how much they restrained him, they could never truly be unable to withstand him, an eight-ring Soul Douluo.
He, a man from Zhongli, was certainly capable of fighting.
"We have no choice but to work hard."
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. Zhong Liren suddenly exerted force with his legs, the void beneath his feet exploded, and he soared into the air. Instead of fleeing, he attacked the twelve-winged figure head-on!
Ye Chenxing's lips curled slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
"What, you're not running anymore?"
"Unfortunately, I won't give you time to cry and scream."
"You're the one who's going to die!!! You arrogant brat!" Hearing that the words he had just used to mock Ye Chenxing were now being used to ridicule him, Zhong Liren was so angry that he almost lost his mind.
A hoarse roar echoed through the sky: "I, Zhong Liren, will slay you, the descendant of angels, today!"
He raised his hand, and the ghostly leopard king, almost transparent from the scorching holy light, reformed, but no longer lunged forward. Under the master's frantic infusion of soul power, the leopard king's body began to expand rapidly, the crimson light on its body growing thicker and darker, and a chilling aura of destruction was gathering wildly within it.
A suffocating sense of oppression filled the air, and the light within a hundred feet radius began to distort, as if space itself was trembling in anticipation of impending destruction.
He actually wanted to self-destruct his beast soul.
Zhong Liren understood perfectly: this was the territory of the Sun Moon Empire, and he couldn't delay any longer. The erosion of his evil soul power by the Angelic Domain hadn't stopped for a moment; every breath he lingered diminished his chances of victory. Now, he was self-destructing his natal beast soul, possessing cultivation at level eighty; even if his opponent was an angelic successor, they would inevitably have to temporarily retreat.
"As long as Ye Chenxing retreats, he can escape the coverage of the domain, and at that time, it will be his chance to escape!"
Moreover, the opponent will definitely be injured.
How could a mere second-tier kid withstand the self-destruction of a Soul Douluo-level beast soul?
A deeper fear was urging Zhong Liren on.
A six-winged angel has reappeared, and even at the second ring level, he possesses the ability to severely injure him. If this child is allowed to grow further, he will one day reach the level of a Title Douluo.
The Holy Spirit Cult will surely suffer annihilation.
Even at the cost of beast souls, we must bring this message back today! We must get the sect leader, or even the Grand Elder, to take action personally!
In his view, if the Holy Spirit Cult's top combat forces wanted to kill Ye Chenxing, the Sun Moon Empire's bunch of pranksters would have no chance at all.