Chapter 52: The higher we fly, the smaller we appear in the eyes of those who cannot fly

Qian Renxue's eight holy wings behind her trembled lightly, greedily absorbing this pure and powerful moonlight.

Strands of moonlight drifted down, entwining Qian Renxue's body and wings.

Qian Renxue and the Suppressing Prison Douluo continually crossed and clashed in the air; sometimes Qian Renxue's eight wings whipped up a gale, forcing the Douluo back; sometimes the Douluo's martial soul true form erupted with great power, only to be soundly beaten by Qian Renxue.

As the moonlight power kept pouring in, Qian Renxue's aura rose steadily, her whole person seeming like a goddess bathed in moonlight; her attacks grew ever fiercer, the more she fought the braver she became.

She suddenly sprang into the air, raising the Angel Holy Sword, condensing a huge column of intertwined gold and silver light—second soul skill! Eight-Wing Moonlight Sky-Shattering Kill! She violently hurled it at the Suppressing Prison Douluo.

Once this soul skill with a long warm-up time is unleashed, its power is far from ordinary.

The Suppressing Prison Douluo's sixth and ninth soul skills flashed in succession; the massive three-headed prison beast's figure expanded another circle, the three-headed prison beast's true form let out an earth-shaking roar, a jet of black energy condensed from the beast's mouth, and it slammed full force at the light column.

The next moment, the two extreme attacks violently collided! The gold-silver light column and the black energy wave instantly intertwined, powerful energy ripples spread like water in all directions, everything they touched was shattered by the impact.

The power contained in the gold-and-silver light was overwhelmingly domineering, directly devouring the dark energy wave; the three-headed prison beast's true form immediately lit up with eerie blood-red patterns, after which a tremendous roar sounded.

The Suppressing Prison Douluo's martial soul true form was forcibly repelled by this mighty power, his body tracing an arc in the air before plummeting straight down like a meteor to smash into the ground.

With a boom, the earth violently trembled; the Suppressing Prison Douluo miserably crashed to the ground, his body scorched to black charcoal, and the town's ground was blasted into a shocking large crater.

His martial soul true form also finally disintegrated at this moment; in order to survive, the Suppressing Prison Douluo disregarded backlash and fully exerted his martial soul true form, just so he wouldn't be blasted down from the air after losing his martial soul true form—for even if he were a Title Douluo bearing the bloody blessing of the King of Carnage, he would surely die today.

Although the dark injury inflicted by the holy light attribute cannot be healed now, and death is not far off, yet if he is given sufficient vital energy now, he can still cling to life.

Qian Renxue gracefully traced a beautiful arc in the air, her eight wings fluttering as she hovered before the Suppressing Prison Douluo.

The members of the Angel Legion also surrounded him, gathering beside Qian Renxue, their various wings flapping in the air, splendid and magnificent.

Qian Renxue's splendid skirt swayed in the wind; armor plus skirt is a symbol of strength, and this is Qian Renxue's clothing preference.

"My lord! Why haven't you come yet!" Fear filled the Suppressing Prison Douluo's eyes—would he die? As a Title Douluo who had dominated the winds and clouds for half his life, now he was dying at the hands of a deity's reincarnation; could this be my retribution? Are evil soul masters truly not favored by the gods?

The Suppressing Prison Douluo stared at Qian Renxue's cold eyes and hysterically shouted, "You bastard, if you have the guts, fight me on land! A Title Douluo with four 100,000-year soul rings actually relies on aerial combat to drain my soul power! What kind of strong are you? You'll always be an insignificant nobody who can't get on stage!"

Qian Renxue's eyes lit up—this Suppressing Prison Douluo really is a good guy, even putting on a show before death; today her mind is full of killing evil soul masters, and she originally didn't want to say flirtatious remarks.

The Angel Legion members behind Qian Renxue glared at him angrily—"to suffer insult is to die as a servant"! Moreover, what face does an evil soul master have to talk about a strong one's self-respect!

Qian Renxue slightly lifted her head, gazing toward the distant horizon; her exquisite face bore a hint of aloof confidence.

She slowly spoke, her voice clear and cold: "The higher we fly, the smaller we appear in the eyes of those who cannot fly."

Qian Renxue's mouth corner curled slightly, carrying a hint of disdain, as if mocking those unable to fly alongside her.

At this moment her bearing became even more noble and inviolable, her words deeply imprinted in every member of the Angel Legion's heart. Qian Renxue gently swayed the pure white wings behind her that shone with golden light, and the skirt matching her golden armor also fluttered lightly in the breeze.

When Qian Renxue said these words, the Angel Legion members who had originally been angry first blinked in surprise, then the more they thought about it the more they felt it was fine, and they soon showed looks of admiration; these honest kids had never heard such flirtatious talk before—"Young Master is so handsome! I'd love to be the Young Master's dog!" They stood in neat rows, the light on their bodies flickering slightly, their eyes filled with reverence and fervor for Qian Renxue.

Wang Xi's face flushed crimson; the thing he was most proud of in his life was becoming the commander of the Angel Legion, loving to hear people praise the Angel Legion, but he had never heard this perspective on the Angel Legion—it was too cool! From now on this would be the Angel Legion's motto! "What the Young Master said is correct! We soar the heavens—how could those who cannot fly understand the greatness of our Angel Legion!"

The other Angel Legion members also chimed in, but soon they quieted down, neatly flapping their wings to produce a rhythmic sound.

"We will follow the Young Master unto death!"

Their fervent expressions all spoke of pride and pride in their own identity, their gazes toward Qian Renxue grew even hotter, as if her words had ignited the flames in their hearts.

For these Angel Legion members who regard honor as everything, as long as you casually say something about honor, justice, and so on, you can quickly win them over.

The Suppressing Prison Douluo spat out another mouthful of blood in anger; he had originally wanted to disgust Qian Renxue's Angel Legion, making them doubt her, but instead she established an aloof persona for herself.

"You!"

"Must evil soul masters definitely die! We've already hidden in the Slaughter Capital! Why! Why won't you let us go!"

"I am the enforcer of the Slaughter Capital, having managed evil soul masters on the Douluo Continent for so many years—I may have no merit, but I have toiled!"

"What kind of justice are you!"

Qian Renxue ignored him, the act already done; she also couldn't be bothered to waste words with the Suppressing Prison Douluo, pointing the tip of the Angel Holy Sword at him, a crimson-gold soul power surge rippled, and a golden light column ruthlessly scoured his body.

With a boom, the Suppressing Prison Douluo died—the Title Douluo who had dominated the Slaughter Capital for most of his life perished just like that.

Seeing the Suppressing Prison Douluo's body lose its vital breath, Qian Renxue finally nodded in satisfaction.

What's there to ask why? If one can slip into the Slaughter Capital and still come and go freely, is it still a prison?

Is that called hiding? That's a stronghold! Since you don't stay honestly in the Slaughter Capital but love coming to the continent to seek death, then stay and never leave!

Moreover, after fighting so long, Qian Renxue certainly knows that this Title Douluo's three martial soul attributes are not innate, but entirely born from devouring other soul masters' flesh and blood; therefore, in this battle, her permanently equipped Eyeball Soul Bone Skill, Divine Law, gave her a high boost.

Furthermore, the Suppressing Prison Douluo's control of his three martial soul attributes is quite poor, utterly unskilled, and in this battle he contributed nothing at all.

An evil soul master who devours soul masters' flesh and blood actually still sits here talking to Qian Renxue about merit and toil? Ridiculous.

Today, third watch, brothers—am I fierce? Praise me quick! Thanks to the brothers who aren't cross-dressers but are Viagra brothers for their rewards; I beg everyone to shove those big tickets hard into my little book, my book's a bit itchy () love you guys ow! ()

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