Chapter 367: Holy Angel

After experiencing several intense matches, the four who finally emerged victorious were Huo Yutong, He Caitou, Huang Zheng, and Ye Guyi of the Fanfan Alliance.

The four of them will draw lots to compete.

To Huo Yutong's surprise, she drew He Caitou in the next match, and she didn't know whether to say her luck was good or bad.

After going on stage, the two secretly discussed via mental detection, then put on an exhibition match, after which He Caitou conceded.

Regarding his choice, An Liting's face turned livid with anger, but in front of everyone he couldn't say much.

He had also seen Huo Yutong's performance just now; facing such a strange ability, it's no wonder He Caitou was afraid.

On the other side, Huang Zheng was matched against Ye Guyi.

Huo Yutong had already extracted Huang Zheng's information from Zhongli Wu.

It is said that this gentle-looking youth is the Third Elder's most proud disciple; although his ability as an Evil Soul Master is not particularly strong, his talent in the soul tool field is unmatched, and before Huo Yutong appeared he was the Holy Spirit Sect's top soul-tool prodigy among the younger generation.

Hearing this, Huo Yutong couldn't help but feel a bit curious about this match.

In her view, Huang Zheng was likely to suffer more losses than gains in this match.

According to Zhongli Wu, Huang Zheng's greatest skill was not his Evil Soul Master abilities but soul tool crafting; yet in the recent soul tool crafting segment, he was suppressed by Ye Guyi.

If Huang Zheng cannot unexpectedly defeat Ye Guyi using his Evil Soul Master abilities, his chances of winning are not high.

The result was within Huo Yutong's expectations, yet in another aspect it far exceeded her imagination.

Ye Guyi had indeed defeated Huang Zheng—his death at her hands was among the outcomes she had guessed—but she never expected that Ye Guyi's martial soul was the exceedingly rare Holy Angel.

She couldn't help but exchange a glance with Tang Wulin, both seeing shock and helplessness in each other's eyes.

Tang Wulin's voice echoed in her mind.

"Can you think of a way to save her?"

Huo Yutong nodded almost imperceptibly.

"I'll do my best."

Ye Guyi was too bold—everyone present from the Xishui Alliance was clearly an Evil Soul Master, yet she dared to appear before them; isn't that courting death? Her only chance of survival was for Huo Yutong to find a way to save her during the match.

As for Ye Guyi, Huo Yutong was determined to find a way to save her.

The reason naturally lay in her martial soul.

The Holy Angel martial soul is very special; it not only has an extremely strong restraining effect on Evil Soul Masters, but it can also strengthen itself by hunting them.

For Evil Soul Masters, perhaps only those who possess a Holy Angel are truly Evil Soul Masters; but considering that Evil Soul Masters have no human rights to begin with, ordinary people would only think that the wielder of a Holy Angel martial soul kills well.

If we could preserve such a Holy Angel martial soul wielder and promote their growth, it would certainly be advantageous for future resistance against the Holy Spirit Sect.

A Honored Douluo-level Holy Angel martial soul wielder could even easily defeat a Super Douluo-level Evil Soul Master—something most people dare not even imagine.

Precisely for this reason, these people of the Holy Spirit Sect will surely spare no effort to strangle her in the cradle.

Huo Yutong took a deep breath and stepped onto the match platform, facing Ye Guyi from a distance.

Ye Guyi let out a cold snort.

"You're also an Evil Soul Master, right? Prepare to die!"

She had just slain a Soul Emperor-level Evil Soul Master, her cultivation had surged, and the soul power she had just expended was fully restored—this was when her confidence was strongest.

Huo Yutong sighed helplessly inside, but said coldly on the surface: "Don't just talk big; you're speaking so confidently now, but if I later turn you into a puppet, don't blame me for not warning you."

Ye Guyi smirked contemptuously.

"Haven't you realized after seeing that just now? You Evil Soul Masters can't do anything to me."

Huo Yutong snorted.

"Whether I can do anything to you, we'll find out by trying."

Ye Yulin gave Huo Yutong a complex look.

He truly admired this gifted little girl, but unfortunately she is an Evil Soul Master, which destined her not to become his disciple. According to his estimate, Huo Yutong is sure to lose this match; the restraining power of a Holy Angel against Evil Soul Masters is not ordinary suppression, and normally Ye Guyi should regard her as a Soul Sage or even a Soul Douluo when facing Evil Soul Masters.

Still, we should save her later—consider it a favor to the Holy Spirit Sect.

Ye Yulin sighed inwardly and rose into the sky.

"Match begins."

Offstage, Nangong Wan anxiously said to Zhongli Wu: "Sect Leader, is it really okay to have the Holy Maiden face that opponent named Ye Guyi? Abilities of the necromancy summoning type are the most afraid of the Holy Angel, right?"

Even though they are all Evil Soul Masters, the degree to which they are specially attacked by the Holy Angel varies.

Naturally, the one least affected by such special attacks is a tool martial soul master like the Fourth Elder; his ability merely uses spirits to activate the companion space inherent in his martial soul, and the Holy Angel's targeting of him is not significant.

Conversely, the one most severely targeted is naturally a necromancer like Huo Yutong; nearly all of their abilities come from the undead, and in this situation facing a Holy Angel they would hardly have any chance of victory.

However, Zhongli Wu wore a confident smile.

"Old Two, you haven't seen Old Three's report, have you?"

Nangong Wan was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

The Third Elder helplessly explained: "You think I was so eager to recommend her into the sect at first because the attribute of the undead she summons is holy?"

"Impossible!"

Nangong Wan blurted out.

No wonder he was so shocked; a necromancer can be said to be the most incompatible existence with the holy, and hearing the Third Elder say that Huo Yutong's undead creatures actually have a holy attribute made it hard for him to accept.

Feng Ling said coldly: "Shut your mouth; we'll see soon enough whether it's possible or not—regardless of whether her undead creatures are holy-attributed, we won't let her die here."

"Yes."

Nangong Wan hastily closed his mouth and looked toward the match platform.

At this moment, Ye Guyi had already spread her pure white wings and flew toward Huo Yutong.

Just as she was about to launch an attack, a voice suddenly rang out in her mind.

"How dare you be so bold—aren't you afraid of dying here?"

She recognized this voice—it was exactly the voice of Huo Yutong, whom she had just spoken with.

This must be a trap set by an Evil Soul Master—that was her first reaction.

However, something surprising happened.

"This isn't a trap. Do you know what level the Evil Soul Masters sitting below are? They're nothing you can oppose, and even the tiny Plain Alliance couldn't protect you. If you want to survive now, you can only trust me."

"Can you see through what I'm thinking?"

"I can."

A cold smile appeared on Ye Guyi's face.

"Why should I believe you?"

"Because I'm on the same front as you, my hatred for Evil Soul Masters is absolutely no less than yours."

Ye Guyi let out a cold snort and suddenly swung her sword.

"More talk is useless; first defeat me, then we'll talk."

"Alright."

Regarding her proposal, Huo Yutong had no objection; she stopped trying to persuade the other side, instead raising the staff in her hand, and the gray soul rings on her body shone brightly.

(End of chapter)