Chapter 219: Yang Xiong

When Yang Xiong's main martial soul and Soul Ring manifested, a blood‑red light surged skyward—it was the Killing God Domain.

The Killing God Domain and Angel Domain appeared, the red light and golden light colliding in the sky, as if the entire space were about to be completely sealed off, the two auras constantly clashing.

Qian Renxue snorted coldly: "Your Killing God Domain is rather interesting, but under the sanctity of the Angel, any killing and evil will have nowhere to hide."

Qian Renxue moved at blinding speed, holy light emanating from both hands as she rushed toward Yang Xiong—her First Soul Skill: Angel Assault.

Yang Xiong clenched his right fist, the whole fist turning blood‑red, and with all his strength he smashed forward—a Self‑Created Soul Skill: Crushing Bone Fist.

Their fists collided, and the air seemed about to burst apart.

Yang Xiong stood perfectly still, while Qian Renxue stepped back a few paces; in terms of raw power, Yang Xiong was far stronger than Qian Renxue.

Then both moved at lightning speed, continuously attacking each other, like golden and red shadows colliding.

But in less than a minute, after enduring two of Yang Xiong's punches, Qian Renxue was blasted dozens of meters away.

Yang Xiong shook his head: "Miss Qian Renxue, you've disappointed me greatly; your strength is far below mine. If it's just a fight, you're not my opponent."

Qian Renxue snorted coldly: "Yang Xiong, you think that's all my strength? Then you've greatly underestimated me."

Qian Renxue's Fifth Spirit Ring flashed, endless flames emanating from her Six‑Winged Angel, and the holy fire coalesced into a golden longsword—her Six‑Winged Angel Weapon Soul's Fifth Soul Skill: Sacred Sword.

After unleashing the Sacred Sword, Qian Renxue's Six‑Winged Angel Weapon Soul was greatly amplified; the Sacred Sword possessed immense Purification Power, formidable attack power, and a very strong Fire Attribute and Light Attribute energy, even bearing the rare Holy Attribute energy.

Qian Renxue casually swung a sword, a golden sword aura soaring skyward, and under the influence of Purification Power, the Killing God Domain seemed to be suppressed.

Qian Renxue snorted coldly: "The Six‑Winged Angel represents the purest fairness and justice in the world, the bane of all evil; your Killing God Domain is filled with wickedness and slaughter, intolerable to the world."

Yang Xiong continued his Radiant Palm to block Qian Renxue's sword aura, a cold edge in his voice: "That's somewhat interesting; your Six‑Winged Angel Weapon Soul truly is the purest light in the world, but neither you nor the Spirit Hall can represent light; instead you're corrupted by darkness and ambition."

Yang Xiong's Fifth Spirit Ring flashed, and a blood‑red longsword crackling with thunder light appeared in his hand—his Fifth Soul Skill: Crimson Blood Thunder Sword.

"Qian Renxue, your sword technique is somewhat interesting, but in terms of swordsmanship you haven't even entered the basics; let me show you the true sword technique of the world."

Yang Xiong brandished the Crimson Blood Thunder Sword, a swing slicing the air, a blood‑red sword aura shooting upward, colliding with Qian Renxue's golden sword aura.

The two sword auras seemed to counter each other; Qian Renxue's golden aura possessed terrifying Purification Power, while Yang Xiong's blood‑red aura exuded extreme killing aura—both forces resisted each other, and the killing aura even began to corrupt Qian Renxue's sword aura and domain.

The two matched each other move for move, turning into two shadows that raced toward one another, swords clashing continuously as if to cut the opponent in half.

But as they struck faster, Yang Xiong gradually gained the edge in swordsmanship, especially his killing aura being stronger, and his battle experience far richer than Qian Renxue's, even more ruthless.

As Yang Xiong's swordsmanship grew more formidable, several sword auras burst from the Crimson Blood Thunder Sword, all forming a massive killing glyph, entirely blood‑red, resembling an Asura.

Even if Qian Renxue exhausted herself, she could not withstand Yang Xiong's Seven Kill Sword Technique; she was blasted dozens of meters away, a terrifying sword scar appearing on her shoulder.

Qian Renxue, laughing in anger, said: "Yang Xiong, I underestimated you; I didn't expect that even without a sword martial soul you could wield swordsmanship to this degree, even having learned the Sword Douluo's Seven Kill Sword Technique. You, master, have not been wasted."

Yang Xiong snorted coldly: "There are people beyond people, heavens beyond heavens; though your talent is unparalleled, you've been squandering it with scheming in the Tian Dou Huang Gong."

"Your sword technique is proficient, but lacks true rigorous training and any life‑or‑death experience. So it's merely superficial, without real killing power."

Qian Renxue, visibly furious, said: "Yang Xiong, you're becoming more interesting to me. I'll give you one final chance—if you defect to me, join the Spirit Hall, I can ensure the safety of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and let you see a broader world."

Yang Xiong laughed: "That's somewhat interesting; you can't even defeat me, so what broader world could you possibly show me? It seems you're all hype and no real skill."

Qian Renxue's face darkened: "What do you know? The top three sects, the Heaven Dou Empire—none of that matters to me; only my Spirit Hall can reach a higher level of Soul Grandmaster."

Yang Xiong looked at Qian Renxue with contempt: "I didn't expect you to be so self‑deceptive; if you despise the Heaven Dou Empire and the top three sects, you wouldn't have spent all that effort and time plotting to seize the Heaven Dou Empire, nor launch a massive assault on the top three sects."

Qian Renxue shouted angrily: "How dare you look down on me? You know my Spirit Hall has countless masters, far beyond what you've seen."

Yang Xiong said helplessly: "You're not talking about the Seven Great Offerings, are you? Your grandfather Qian Daoliu was indeed formidable, but don't forget that even your Spirit Hall's arrogance was once suppressed and intimidated by Ancestor of Clear Sky Sect Tang Chen. You've avoided confronting the Clear Sky Sect for years out of fear of Tang Chen's retaliation."

Qian Renxue's complexion darkened, and she laughed furiously again: "I'll give you this one chance; otherwise I'll make you feel true despair."

Yang Xiong shook his head: "If we walk different paths, we cannot scheme together. If your Spirit Hall is willing to coexist peacefully, I can give you a chance."

Qian Renxue laughed: "Frog at the bottom of the well, Yang Xiong, your Killing God Domain was earned through assessment in the Killing City; it's not a true innate domain. Today I'll show you that a true innate domain only manifests its power when the Martial Soul True Body is used, and to me you're nothing but an ant."

Qian Renxue's Seventh Spirit Ring flashed, a massive Six‑Winged Angel phantasm seemingly attached to her body, emitting an incomparably holy light; her strength and aura surged dramatically, already surpassing an ordinary Title Douluo, perhaps even stronger.

Especially the golden light radiating from Qian Renxue—Yang Xiong's Killing God Domain seemed completely suppressed, like a golden sun appearing in the sky, and Yang Xiong's soul power was instantly purified at a rapid pace.

Even those around began to feel the effect; under the Angel's radiance, no one could hide, and even soul power was partially purified.

Yang Xiong snorted coldly: "Truly a rare Divine Level Martial Soul; the innate domain is indeed strong, but you still underestimate me. Who says only you possess an innate domain?"

Yang Xiong's blood‑red Hundred‑Thousand‑Year Soul Ring flashed, and a massive blood‑red silhouette instantly formed behind him, his body becoming immensely formidable, especially his strength, which surged dramatically.

At that moment Yang Xiong's domain also changed, turning a blood‑red hue, saturated with killing aura; anyone within its range felt their hearts tremble, and even Soul Ring skills seemed partially restricted.

This is Yang Xiong's Seventh Soul Skill: Asura True Body, which not only maximizes his strength but also greatly boosts his attack and all attributes.

Especially in terms of domain, the blood‑colored light began to suppress Qian Renxue; the golden light she emitted was instantly tainted by killing aura, even her soul power was infected, and her soul skill's potency dropped sharply.

This occurs even though Qian Renxue possesses an Angel Domain and her soul power is a major realm higher than Yang Xiong's; otherwise Yang Xiong could completely restrict her soul skill usage.

That is the terrifying aspect of the Killing Domain: if the opponent's soul power is weaker, you can directly block their soul skill; for those whose soul power exceeds yours by one or several major realms, you can only limit the skill's power.

However, under the Killing Domain, the enemy's mind is affected to some degree; only if their domain is stronger than Yang Xiong's can the gap be compensated.

A hint of terror flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes: "That's impossible; your Killing God Domain was clearly acquired later, so why does it evolve with the use of the Martial Soul True Body?"

Yang Xiong snorted: "You still don't believe I call you a frog at the bottom of the well. Angels may be glorious, but past glory blinds you; let me shatter your illusion."

The most surprised on the scene was actually Tang Hao.

Tang Hao also possessed a Killing God Domain, and today he realized that before he took Tang San to train in the Killing City, the one who had broken through the Killing City was Yang Xiong.

Moreover, to his surprise, although both he and Yang Xiong have Killing God Domains, after Yang Xiong employed the Martial Soul True Body, his Killing God Domain could crush his on a higher level—simply unbelievable.

Qian Renxue shouted: "Enough! The Six‑Winged Angel Weapon Soul is the world's only Divine Level Martial Soul, embodying the will of all under heaven; you're merely an ant—don't think a bit of strength lets you contend with the heavens."

Yang Xiong, brandishing the Crimson Blood Thunder Sword, pointed at Qian Renxue: "What are you? Just relying on a bit of talent? There are countless talented people in this world; you're just an ignorant fool calling yourself heaven."

(End of Chapter)