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As if sensing the joyous atmosphere, the little angel, who was still clinging to the big white tiger's head, smiled sweetly and said in a delightful voice, "Big tiger is amazing, Feng Zaixing is amazing, let's go kill Evil Soul Masters together!"
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger's eyes narrowed slightly, letting out a proud snort, clearly enjoying the little angel's adoring gaze.
Brother Tiger won't let you call him for nothing, and Brother Tiger's head isn't off-limits for standing, after all, he used to carry little Na'er.
Feng Zaixing looked at this incredibly spiritual little angel, and the more he looked, the more he felt she was like a real living being. He couldn't help but feel joyful and asked with a smile,
"Heavenly Saint and I both have names, what about you, little angel? What's your name?"
A name is the most fundamental form of identity, and Feng Zaixing believed it was necessary to name his future long-term comrade-in-arms.
"Baby's name is..."
The little angel tilted her head, thought for a moment, and then widened her innocent big eyes: "Baby can't think of one."
"Is that so? Alright."
Feng Zaixing nodded, musing: "Though the six wings are illusory, they will eventually become real. How about calling you Xuyan Zhen?"
Naming something was just a casual thought.
"Yanzhen? It sounds good, Baby likes it." The little angel clapped her hands, smiling brightly.
"Awoo awoo ~"
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger let out a happy cry, its tiger eyes darting around. Its body quickly shrunk into a large cat about a meter long, becoming adorably clumsy.
The second resident of the spiritual sea isn't bad... In the central-eastern part of Douluo Continent, Shangling City.
A slender, delicate boy, following the flow of people, stepped onto a soul-guided train. He sat by the window, gazing at his hometown, which was like a paradise. His clear eyes held complex and unspeakable emotions: reluctance, sadness, and also a hint of relief.
"Finally leaving this place. Goodbye, Dad, Mom..."
Above the soul-guided train, a towering figure, invisible to anyone, stood in the clouds. Listening to the boy's whisper, he let out a deep sigh.
It was a tragic mistake; he shouldn't have been soft-hearted back then.
The moving train rumbled forward, and the scenery outside rapidly receded. Even low-level Spirit Masters couldn't capture much.
Yuanen Yehui, disguised as a boy, sat alone. The drifting clouds brought back a few unbearable memories.
When she was seven, her Family underwent a great change. Her mother's past as an Evil Soul Master was exposed, but she had clearly never harmed anyone.
Her once kind grandfather stopped her father, who was trying to help her mother escape. He forced her mother to her death in front of her and her father, then personally crippled her father, imprisoning him somewhere unknown.
All her relatives changed, frantically slandering and accusing her mother.
Now, her clansmen were sending her away to Shrek City to study.
The once famous number one Academy on the Continent, was it out of concern or disgust?
She possessed the same Fallen Angel as her mother. Would she also be considered an Evil Soul Master outside?
Thoughts of sarcasm drifted through her mind, and Yuanen Yehui let out a self-deprecating sneer.
Shrek Academy allowed its students to wreak havoc in Mingdu and other cities, harming countless people. Such actions should be more in line with the definition of an Evil Soul Master than her mother's.
Going there seemed quite fitting for her... Settling her mind, Yuanen Yehui pulled out a small booklet from her storage ring and opened it, quickly entering a focused state. Her eyes reflected vivid human figures in various poses, Cultivating Qi and blood.
"The Body Qi and Blood Collection."
In mid-air, the old man, who stood like a stable mountain, relaxed his brow and let out a sigh of relief.
"The Body Sect has made many of us indebted this time."
Yuanen Zhentian murmured to himself, his expression subtly shifting.
When the Body Sect opened up the "Secrets of the Body," the Qi and blood Spirit Masters of Douluo Star were in an uproar, all flocking to it.
"The Body Qi and Blood Collection" and "The Body Combat Techniques Collection" were released simultaneously, selling out like hotcakes and becoming the federation's best-selling treasures during that period.
The Qi and blood of Titan Giant Ape Spirit Masters were naturally extremely powerful. His clansmen bought them back and discussed them like treasures, which quickly caught his attention.
After reading it carefully, he quickly gained some insights, which he used to verify his own Cultivation. It was greatly beneficial, saving him a lot of hard work and allowing him to better assault the quasi-God Realm.
Afterward, he explained and broke it down, teaching it to every member of his Family. Now, seeing Yuanen Yehui able to dedicate some of her focus to it, he felt much comforted.
His granddaughter's Fallen Angel would eventually be Sealed, and her twin spirits would be destroyed. However, by Cultivating the Titan Giant Ape well, she could also reach the peak.
If he didn't have a choice, why would he want to see a white-haired person send off a black-haired person? Now, sending his granddaughter on her final journey was the last thing he, as a grandfather, could do.
The roaring noise carried a group of people a thousand miles a day. The train left the territory of Shangling City and headed straight towards Shrek City.
Yuanen Zhentian narrowed his eyes and waited. Suddenly, he felt something, and his deep eyes looked several kilometers away, revealing a hint of surprise.
"Hunting Evil Soul Masters? What a handsome young man."
In his line of sight, three Evil Soul Masters enveloped in black wind were fleeing rapidly, two with four spirit rings and one with five. The pursuer behind them only had three spirit rings, yet they dared not stop for a single step.
Yuanen Zhentian saw at a glance that the three Evil Soul Masters were truly fleeing for their lives and not luring them deeper. The three-ringed Angel Spirit Elder behind them also had surprisingly strong combat power, with crimson blood light and sacred golden light surging around her. She was even extremely strong in Qi and blood.
Upon closer inspection, Yuanen Zhentian recognized the person's identity—the second Disciple of the Body Sect who clashed with Shrek in Mingdu, the ace student promoted by the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, a federal major from a heroic background, Feng Zaixing.
It was said that the Spirit Transfer Pagoda intended to include him in the top three of the Young Talent Ranking, but because he preferred to keep a low profile, it never materialized.
Now it seems that this was no exaggeration; in fact, the top three wasn't enough, he deserved the top spot.
"They're fighting this way. I must watch carefully to ensure no accidents happen."
Out of love for his daughter-in-law, Yuanen Zhentian's eyelids twitched slightly. He had already fixed his gaze on the three Evil Soul Masters, intending to help Feng Zaixing if necessary.
Because of his daughter-in-law's situation, he deeply hated Evil Soul Masters. Now, seeing his enemies, a fire of anger ignited in his heart, and he sentenced the three of them to death.
The three Evil Soul Masters naturally didn't know that a demigod had decided to kill them, and even if they did, they wouldn't have time to care—
Behind them, Feng Zaixing calmly said, "You can't escape," then swung his sword, splitting it into dozens of dazzling sword lights that swept in all directions like a torrential downpour.
The dazzling sword gleam cleared the hazy sky, burying the most evil Spirit Masters with the most brutal methods. The weaker Evil Spirit Ancestor was submerged, disappearing between heaven and earth, leaving nothing behind.
In the next instant, Feng Zaixing's magnificent Aura surged, his body's spirit power becoming even more active. He let out a long cry, a powerful and resonant roar that echoed widely, like the sound of a heavenly bell.
The Evil Spirit Ancestor and the Evil Spirit King showed signs of pain. The latter made a decisive move, kicking the former into the sword rain and using the momentum to escape.
The Evil Spirit Ancestor, betrayed by his superior, naturally had no chance of survival. The sword light pierced through his torso, shredding him into pieces.
Accordingly, Feng Zaixing's Aura grew even more vigorous. His wings spread, and his one-word battle armor unleashed its power, pursuing the Evil Spirit King, who also possessed battle armor.
Yuanen Zhentian's forehead twitched—Cultivating by killing people! The Evil Soul Masters had encountered an "Evil Soul Master"!
In the past, they relied on their cunning methods to suppress Spirit Masters of the same Realm. But today, they had encountered the Angel Clan, their natural nemesis. The young man's sacred attribute was terrifyingly strong, and his purification ability was even more dominant.
The enormous commotion from the battle attracted attention, and the train initiated emergency measures, temporarily stopping.
Passengers in the train glimpsed the fierce battle between Spirit Master experts, their excitement and worry intertwined. Some quick-witted individuals had already taken out cameras to capture this rare moment.
Yuanen Yehui's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and she clenched her fists, eager to join the battle; but seeing that both sides had battle armor, she had to suppress that impulse.
Even the most basic one-word battle armor could grant a Spirit King power comparable to a Spirit Saint (without using their true Spirit avatar).
With her current Cultivation, she would be severely injured if she went up there; her Titan Giant Ape would instantly turn into a small roadside ape.
At this moment, the Evil Spirit King's body suddenly became illusory. His fourth spirit ring shone, splitting into two Clones, both possessing a portion of the main body's combat power, and fleeing in three different directions.
"Ghost Shadow Demon Leopard? As expected, he's an agility-attack system waste." Yuanen Zhentian recognized the Evil Spirit King's Spirit and clicked his tongue.
agility-attack systems are fast, but their frontal combat power is the weakest. Since he couldn't fly, he was destined not to threaten Feng Zaixing in the air, only to be chased.
Soon, three golden light vortexes appeared in the Void Realm. Light Judgment descended, and a towering pillar of light suppressed the Evil Spirit King!
The two Clones were instantly purified into ashes. The main body staggered, its strongest chest armor shattered into pieces. Beneath the dim purple light, scattered flesh was exposed, and golden spirit power spread like a festering wound.
Looking down at his chest, the Evil Spirit King said indignantly:
"Feng Zaixing, don't push your luck too much! If you provoke this old man, I'll risk my life to make sure you don't get off easy!"
With wings flapping, Feng Zaixing, suspended dozens of meters in the air, turned his body and raised an eyebrow, looking down at him. His holy sword pointed diagonally at his glabella, emitting a piercing light.
A clear, cold laugh echoed in the heavens and on earth.
"Even if you beg me, I won't let you go; under the Heavenly Saint Sword, there are no living souls. Do you think threats are useful?"