Chapter 421: Angel vs. Rakshasa?
Outside Heaven Dou City.
The Spirit Empire army had surrounded Heaven Dou City completely.
Golden Seraphim flags fluttered in the wind; the heavy armor legions were arrayed on the plains outside the city, Soul Master Legions were distributed on all four sides, and flying Soul Masters circled high above, sealing off all possible escape routes.
On the city walls, the Heaven Dou defenders were pale.
Dugu Bo, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Yang Wudi, and others had just been suppressed by a single palm from Qian Renxue; Heaven Dou City's final confidence was almost completely shattered.
Everyone knew that if Qian Renxue wished, she could slice open the gates of Heaven Dou City with a single sword strike. But at this moment, Qian Renxue suddenly raised her head. She hovered in mid-air, her six wings unfurled, golden Divine Force enveloping her entire body. In her previously calm and indifferent golden eyes, a cold killing intent suddenly emerged.
In the distance, behind the Spirit Empire's lines, Rakshasa Death Qi surged into the sky.
And it wasn't just in one place.
That Death Qi was extremely dense, carrying the residual aura of vengeful Souls being forcibly devoured.
Qian Renxue didn't need to see it with her own eyes to guess what had happened.
Tang San.
He had taken advantage of her attacking Heaven Dou City to circle behind the Spirit Empire's army.
Those cities were ones the Spirit Empire had just captured.
She had personally issued orders: do not kill those who surrender, do not disturb the common people, and maintain strict military discipline.
But now, those cities had been turned into rakshasa altars by Tang San.
Qian Renxue slowly gripped her Angelic Sacred Sword; golden flames ignited inch by inch along the blade.
"Tang San."
Her voice was very soft, yet it sent a chill through all the Spirit Empire experts nearby.
Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped through the air and asked in a deep voice:
"Your Majesty, what has happened?"
Qian Renxue gazed into the distance and said coldly:
"The rear towns are under attack. It is Tang San."
Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression changed abruptly. He certainly knew what Tang San represented now.
Slaughtering cities to devour Souls.
The Rakshasa Divine Court.
Undead Titled Douluo.
That was no longer just an ordinary enemy, but a Rakshasa demon hiding in the darkness.
Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately said:
"I will take men to provide support!"
"No."
Qian Renxue rejected him directly.
"If you go, you cannot stop him."
Golden Crocodile Douluo fell silent.
These words were harsh, but they were the truth. Tang San now possessed the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe, had an undead army, and could come and go without a trace using Rakshasa Space. If ordinary Titled Douluo went, not only might they fail to stop him, but they might even be devoured and turned into undead themselves.
Qian Renxue slowly turned to look at Heaven Dou City.
On the city walls, Xue Beng, Dugu Bo, Ning Fengzhi, and the others had also sensed her change.
They didn't know what had happened.
But they could feel that the killing intent on Qian Renxue had changed.
It was no longer the coldness of the siege, but a grim, true fury.
Qian Renxue said calmly:
"Second Priest."
"You take the various Elders of the Priest Hall and continue to surround Heaven Dou City."
"Do not attack the city without authorization, do not slaughter, and do not let anyone leave the city."
"If Heaven Dou surrenders voluntarily, take over the city defense temporarily and wait for me to return."
Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately knelt on one knee.
"Yes!"
The other Elders beside him also echoed the command in unison.
"We obey Your Majesty's divine decree!"
Qian Renxue looked again at Xue Beng on the Heaven Dou City wall.
Her voice spread across the entire battlefield:
"Xue Beng."
"I am leaving temporarily."
"If you wish to take this opportunity to break out, you can try. But next time I return, if you still refuse to surrender, Heaven Dou City will not have a second chance."
Xue Beng's face was pale; his lips moved, but he could not say a word.
Qian Renxue ignored him further; her six wings suddenly vibrated behind her.
Boom!
Golden Divine Force surged into the sky.
She transformed into a brilliant meteor and sped toward the rear of the Spirit Empire.
Her speed was too fast—so fast that everyone only felt a flash of golden light before that sacred and noble figure had vanished at the edge of the horizon.
On the city wall, Dugu Bo watched the direction Qian Renxue left in, his eyes flickering slightly.
"Tang San has made a move."
Ning Fengzhi's expression also darkened.
"It should be."
"There is only one possibility for Qian Renxue to leave suddenly."
"Tang San is slaughtering cities and devouring Souls behind her."
Bone Douluo said in a low voice:
"This guy is truly completely insane. While Qian Renxue attacks Heaven Dou in the front, he turns the cities the Spirit Empire just occupied into dead zones in the back."
Sword Douluo gripped his Seven Kill Sword, coldness emerging in his eyes.
"He is forcing Qian Renxue to divide her forces."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head.
"Not just that."
"He is telling everyone that no one can truly unify the continent."
"The cities Qian Renxue conquers, he will go and slaughter."
"Heaven Dou cannot hold, and the Spirit Empire cannot hold either."
"Tang San wants to turn the entire continent into his rakshasa altar."
Dugu Bo sneered:
"Then we shall see if Qian Renxue can catch him."
Saying this, he looked up toward a more distant direction.
There, was the Star Dou Great Forest.
"That brat should be rushing back soon, too."
Behind the Spirit Empire.
Qinghe City.
When Qian Renxue arrived, the entire city was completely quiet.
It was so quiet there was not a trace of Life Qi.
The city gates were wide open, and the golden Seraphim flags still hung on the gate tower, but beneath the flags, all the guarding soldiers had collapsed to the ground.
Their armor was intact, and their swords were still in their hands.
But everyone's eyes were gray and hollow, and expressions of extreme horror were frozen on their faces.
Their Souls had been extracted.
Qian Renxue landed slowly in front of the city gate.
Her golden boots stepped onto the blood-stained bluestone slabs.
She did not walk in immediately.
She just stood at the city gate, looking at this city she had just sent people to take over not long ago.
On the streets, there were corpses everywhere.
There were Spirit Empire soldiers.
There were Heaven Dou remnants who had just surrendered.
There were ordinary commoners.
And there were wounded soldiers whom the Spirit Empire had settled.
They had no traces of being hacked by swords.
But their Life Qi and Soul aura had all vanished, and Rakshasa Divine Power remained in every inch of the air, like a layer of filthy sludge covering the entire city.
The grain shop on the street had its door open, and the rice bags inside had been knocked over.
An old man had collapsed beside the threshold, still clutching a bag of grain in his arms that was meant to be distributed to the people.
Before the City Lord's Mansion, the Spirit Empire officer who had temporarily taken over the city knelt on the ground, his hand still maintaining the posture of drawing his sword. His Soul was also gone; he hadn't even had a chance to resist.
Qian Renxue walked into the city step by step.
With every step she took, the golden Holy Light around her grew richer, and those residual Rakshasa Death Qi let out shrill hisses under the Angel Holy Light, rapidly dissipating into black smoke.
But the dead could not return.
At least, they would not be resurrected by her Holy Light.
Qian Renxue stopped in the center of a long street.
She saw a line of twisted characters corroded by Rakshasa Death Qi on a collapsed wall.
Those were not ordinary characters.
They were traces left by Tang San using Rakshasa Divine Power.
It was like he was deliberately provoking her.
"Qian Renxue, the cities you conquer are nothing but my altars."
Qian Renxue's eyes finally turned completely cold.
The Angelic Sacred Sword vibrated gently.
Boom!
That wall was instantly incinerated into ash by golden holy flames.
"Tang San."
"You are courting death."
She raised her head, and the Seraphim divine mark appeared in her golden eyes.
"Angel God's Eye."
"Holy Light Source Tracing."
In an instant, the entire Qinghe City was enveloped in golden radiance.
In Qian Renxue's eyes, the World changed.
The ordinary streets, corpses, houses, and bloodstains all faded.
Replacing them were traces of Karma remaining between heaven and earth.
She saw Rakshasa Death Qi pouring into the city.
She saw Tang San standing above the City Lord's Mansion, opening a rakshasa altar.
She saw Undead Titled Douluo shuttling through the streets and alleys.
She saw countless Souls being forcibly extracted, converging into a river of Souls, and pouring into Tang San's body.
Finally, she saw Tang San tear open a purple-black spatial rift when he left.
That rift led to the north, to the next city.
Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed.
"Found you."
Her six wings unfurled behind her.
But just as she was about to leave, she suddenly stopped.
She looked down at the corpses all over the city.
A moment later, she slowly raised the Angelic Sacred Sword.
"Angel Holy Light."
"Soul Purification."
Golden rain of light fell from the sky.
The light rain fell on the corpses, on the streets, and on the land polluted by Rakshasa Divine Power.
The pain and fear that remained after the Souls were extracted began to dissipate bit by bit.
The Rakshasa Death Qi was purified.
The cold, gloomy aura in the city also gradually dispersed.
Although she could not save them, at least she would not let these dead remain polluted by Rakshasa Divine Power.
After doing all this, Qian Renxue did not linger.
With a flash of golden Divine Force, she soared into the sky again, following the traces left by Tang San.
Jiamu City.
This place had also become a dead zone.
When Qian Renxue arrived, Tang San was still not there.
There were even more corpses in the city because Jiamu City was larger than Qinghe City and had a larger population.
Moreover, a Spirit Empire logistics army was stationed here.
The grain and fodder were burned, and transport convoys lay scattered across the streets.
Qian Renxue stood in the city, her expression cold to the extreme.
Tang San did not attack the city; he only launched surprise attacks.
Slaughter, devour Souls, then leave.
His goal was not occupation, but destruction.
Destruction of the order she had just established.
Destruction of the Spirit Empire army's logistics.
Destruction of all the cities' trust in the Spirit Empire.
Qian Renxue activated the Angel God's Eye again.
This time, the traces she captured were clearer.
The injuries left by the Dragon God Claw on Tang San had not yet healed.
He was devouring Souls in large quantities.
Moreover, his number of undead had increased.
Through the residual images, Qian Renxue saw six undead wielding Clear Sky Hammers.
The leader was tall and sturdy, and the gray-black Clear Sky Hammer in his hand was entwined with Rakshasa Death Qi.
Tang Xiao.
And the Five Elders of the Clear Sky Sect.
Qian Renxue's eyes flickered slightly.
"Even the people of the Clear Sky Sect have been refined into undead."
"Tang San, you really have less and less of a bottom line."
She continued to pursue.
The third city.
The fourth city.
Along the way, all Qian Renxue saw were corpses.
All were cities ruined by Tang San.
These cities had originally just escaped the flames of war.
The Spirit Empire had strict military discipline and did not kill or loot indiscriminately.
The common people had even begun to reopen their doors for business.
But once Tang San arrived, everything was gone.
The streets were corroded by black mist.
Trees withered, and the well water turned black.
The Soul Master strongholds in the city were completely destroyed.
Everyone had their Souls extracted.
Those cities were not destroyed by war, but were turned into graveyards by Tang San.
The killing intent on Qian Renxue grew heavier and heavier.
By the fifth city, she finally stopped just tracking the traces.
She stopped in the center of the city and closed her eyes.
Her Angel divine armor emitted a brilliant radiance.
Her six wings spread, and the golden holy flames illuminated the entire dead city like a sun.
"Angel God Domain."
"Holy Light Judgment Eye."
Boom!
A giant phantom of a six-winged Seraphim appeared in the sky.
The phantom slowly opened its golden eyes.
In an instant, the darkness and Death Qi for hundreds of miles had nowhere to hide.
Qian Renxue used her Angel Divine Force to forcibly scan the heavens and earth.
Rakshasa Divine Power was good at hiding in shadows, but Angel Divine Force was the nemesis of shadows and evil spirits.
Soon, she captured a purple-black rift moving in the northwest direction.
Tang San was not far away.
He was heading to the next city.
Qian Renxue opened her eyes abruptly.
"This time, let's see where you can escape."
Her figure vanished instantly.
Outside Muyun City.
Night had just fallen.
The people in the city had not yet sensed the danger.
On the city walls, the Spirit Empire guards were changing shifts.
But ten miles outside the city, a purple-black rift had opened silently.
Tang San stepped out of the rift.
His face was still pale, and the wound left by the Dragon God Claw on his chest was still glowing faintly.
But compared to when he had just retreated in defeat from the Star Dou Great Forest, his aura had recovered quite a bit. After slaughtering several cities and devouring a large number of Souls, he had finally temporarily suppressed the injury from the Dragon God Claw.
Behind him, the undead legion emerged one by one.
Xiao Wu, Bibi Dong, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Flender, Liu Erlong, Zhao Wuji, Qin Ming, Tai Long.
And Tang Xiao and the Five Elders of the Clear Sky Sect.
Seventeen Undead Titled Douluo stood in the black mist.
Their aura was cold and gloomy, and their presence was startling.
Tang San looked up at Muyun City, a sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"Another one."
"Qian Renxue, I will accept this city as well."
But just as he was about to raise the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe, the sky suddenly lit up.
It was not moonlight, nor firelight, but golden Holy Light.
Tang San's expression changed abruptly.
He looked up sharply.
He saw that above Muyun City, a golden sun tore through the night sky.
A Seraphim phantom descended, and Qian Renxue, holding the Angelic Sacred Sword, hovered in mid-air, her golden eyes looking down at him coldly. She shouted angrily:
"Tang San."
"I've finally found you."
Tang San's eyes were gloomy as he gripped the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe.
"Qian Renxue."
"You aren't attacking Heaven Dou City, so why have you come to chase me?"
Qian Renxue slowly descended, the golden Holy Light illuminating the wilderness outside the city.
"You slaughtered the cities I had just taken over, killed my Spirit Empire guards, and destroyed my rear supply lines."
"You tell me, why have I come to chase you?"
Tang San sneered.
"Your cities? Those cities used to belong to Heaven Dou."
"Now they have become yours."
"But have you asked if those people were willing?"
Qian Renxue's eyes were ice-cold.
"So you slaughtered them all?"
Tang San spread his hands, his tone calm and pathological.
"If they were alive, they would only sway between you and Heaven Dou."
"Dead, they can instead provide me with power."
"Qian Renxue, you want to unify the continent, and I want to complete my Rakshasa God Position."
"In the end, we are both using this continent."
"What qualifications do you have to judge me?"
Qian Renxue's gaze turned completely cold, and she said in a deep voice:
"I am unifying the continent to establish order."
"And you, you only create dead zones."
Tang San scoffed,
"Order?"
"Do the rules set by the strong deserve to be called order?"
Qian Renxue did not argue with him further.
She slowly raised the Angelic Sacred Sword.
"Tang San."
"Today, I, in the name of the Angel God, shall judge you."
Ghostly green flames flickered in Tang San's eyes.
"Judge me?"
"Qian Renxue, do you really think that after becoming a god, you can kill me?"
"Don't forget, I also have a Divine Artifact in my hand."
He raised the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe.
Purple-black light surged into the sky.
Angel Holy Light and Rakshasa Death Qi collided in mid-air, emitting a piercing, explosive sound.
The defenders in Muyun City finally sensed the anomaly.
Countless people rushed onto the city walls, looking in shock at the two figures, one gold and one black, outside the city.
The Angel God, the inheritor of Rakshasa. Two completely opposite powers met head-on outside Muyun City. (End of chapter)
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