"Leave Medemos to me."
Yu Mengdi smiled, suddenly flapping her wings and quickly arriving in front of Medemos.
She swung her sacred twin swords at Medemos's head.
Medemos's eyes narrowed and he said,
"You're courting death!"
LHigh-temperature crystals attached themselves to his hands, gripping the sacred twin swords tightly, and then he swung them forcefully, sending Yu Mengdi flying.
Yu Mengdi used her angelic wings to protect her body and slammed into the mountain behind her, countless fragments of rock falling and crashing to the ground with a thunderous sound.
Then the mountain emitted an earthy yellow soul power light, this was Huo Suier's first soul skill, Gravity Attraction.
Yu Mengdi's wings were nailed to the mountain like pure white crosses, the immense attraction constantly tearing at her body.
"Sigh, a two-winged angel is ultimately not a six-winged angel, the strength is a bit low."
Yu Mengdi's smile remained unchanged as she watched Medemos rush in front of her, grab her head, and slam it against the heavy mountain, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Hmm, you really don't know how to cherish a woman,"
Medemos said coldly. "Who knows what your gender is?"
Then, crimson, high-temperature crystals gradually covered Yu Mengdi's body, rapidly eroding her protective soul power.
"Sure enough, I still need to use some special methods to improve my martial soul strength."
Unseen by Medemos, several Time Worms merged into Yu Mengdi's soul.
These Time Worms had already stolen a considerable amount of light-attribute bloodline.
They even stole a few strands of Bai E's ultimate light last time in the Mingdou Mountains.
Yu Mengdi's body radiated dazzling white light, and two pairs of pure white wings appeared out of thin air on her back, though one pair was rather illusory, and it slammed Medemos away.
"So something's missing after all?"
An illusory door instantly opened, engulfing Medemos and teleporting him to the side of the arena.
The six-winged Angel Martial Soul emitted a holy radiance, breaking free from the constraints of the mountain rocks behind it.
It was as if the six-winged angel of the Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago had reappeared on earth, though only somewhat similar.
This six-winged angel was forcibly pieced together by Amon using a large amount of light bloodline and a few strands of ultimate light; its strength was not as great as Qian Renxue's from ten thousand years ago.
Everyone on the imperial city, including Xu Jiawei, immediately stood up, staring in shock at the six-winged angel below.
"This, this?"
"A six-winged angel?"
"Where did it come from?
The bloodline of the Qian family of the Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago still exists?!"
"Quickly investigate the background of that Yu Mengdi."
Xu Jiawei immediately ordered the Prime Minister to investigate Yu Mengdi's background.
The six-winged angel was related to many things, but he didn't act maliciously.
If possible, he wanted to win over this six-winged angel.
This kind of super holy martial soul was a special attack against evil soul masters!
According to records from ten thousand years ago, a level 70 six-winged angel could beat a titled Douluo-level evil soul master to a pulp.
Once a titled Douluo-level six-winged angel appeared, evil soul masters could just give up and go to sleep.
Even limit Douluo-level evil soul masters would be completely restrained.
Yu Mengdi wielded even more dazzling holy twin swords, using the third soul skill, Angel's Blessing, to enhance the power of the next attack, and then used the second soul skill, Holy Radiance Cross Slash.
The holy blazing white cross caused the earth to crack inch by inch.
Countless scarlet high-temperature crystals appeared around Madmos's body, then turned into spikes and collided with the blazing white cross.
White and scarlet confronted each other, and the energy that erupted made the soul guidance barrier at the boundary tremble a few times.
Immediately afterward, Medmus conjured a crimson crystal longsword and clashed head-on with Yu Mengdi, who wielded two sacred swords.
Spatial portals appeared intermittently around them, granting Medmus exceptional agility and allowing him to attack Yu Mengdi's defensive blind spots from various angles.
However, Yu Mengdi possessed multiple Amons within her, and their coordinated movements gave her astonishing control over her body.
Her six wings acted like six nimble hands, each wielding a lightsaber, parrying Medmus's attacks.
Meanwhile, in the distance, Yang Yifan, a speed-attack type Soul Master whose martial soul was a long dagger, faced off against Xia Die.
"Clang!"
The long dagger and the purple scythe clashed rapidly, producing a series of crisp sounds.
The domain of death gradually eroded Yang Yifan's body, even causing the Time Worm within him to feel his body beginning to sink.
However, Xia Die intentionally restrained the power of death, preventing Yang Yifan from directly stepping into the River Styx, if the River Styx existed in this world's underworld.
Yang Yifan swiftly swung his long dagger, while Xia Die met him with her long scythe held horizontally in front of her. During the stalemate, a smile appeared on her face as she softly said,
"My dear sister, you'll stay here with me for now."
A serious look appeared in Xia Die's purple eyes as she looked into Yang Yifan's eyes and asked,
"Brother Amon, what do you want to do?"
"I won't let you hurt my companions."
Xia Die quickly swung her long-handled scythe, causing Yang Yifan to freeze in mid-air.
Then, she swept the purple butterfly-like handle across his abdomen, nearly knocking out his breakfast.
"Embrace new life, Polyces."
Xia Die gently swung her scythe, and a pair of giant purple claws seemed to tear through the void, emerging from the unknown.
Then, with a sudden burst of force, the purple light almost illuminated the entire arena.
Even Medemos, engaged in battle, couldn't help but glance in their direction.
To be honest, this was the first time Xia Die had fully unleashed the Death Dragon given to her by Huo Yuhao.
The power of death caused the defensive soul tools on the arena to melt away little by little.
The soul masters responsible for security on the perimeter worked together, and since they were all seven-ring soul saints, they quickly maintained the soul tool barrier.
The power of death caused the temperature in the entire arena to plummet, and the aura from the underworld made everyone shiver.
Soon, a colossal purple dragon flew out from a rift in the void, standing behind Xia Die. Its majestic head stared intently at the tiny Yang Yifan before it; the arena was too small for it to fly.
The terrifying dragon's might and the power of death plunged the entire spectator area into silence.
Even weaker Soul Masters and ordinary people trembled involuntarily, feeling as if they were facing death itself.
"This…"
"Why are you all silent, my esteemed ministers?"
Xu Jiawei was somewhat confused. What was going on with that dragon?
He had heard of the existence of separated martial souls, but wasn't that thing on the field a bit too overpowered?
Was this still a two-ring Soul Master?
Even he felt a tremor in his soul, the primal fear of death that the living instinctively experience.
The Prime Minister wiped the sweat from his brow and said,
"Your Majesty, this old minister doesn't know what to say."
"This power seems to be the power of death."
"That's right, it is the power of death."
From the shadows, an elderly woman with white hair and a robust old man, with sparks occasionally appearing around him, appeared beside Xu Jiawei.
They were Wang Xian'er, the deputy head of the Hall of Offerings, and Zhuo Tian, the head of the Hall, the Crimson Dragon Douluo.
Xu Jiawei hurriedly asked,
"Your Excellency the Healer and Your Excellency the Crimson Dragon?"
"Isn't the power of death a standard attribute of evil soul masters?"
Wang Xian'er shook her head, walked to the front of the battlements, and looked at the terrifying purple dragon below, saying,
"Who taught you this theory? It's misleading!"
"It's true that the power of death is evil, but someone possessing such pure power of death could never be truly evil!"
"I've been lying in a coffin for most of my life, so I still have some understanding of the power of death."
"So pure! This level of power of death can actually exist in a child."
"And there hasn't been the slightest backlash."
"Since records began on the entire continent, this level of power of death is unprecedented."
"Truly unparalleled!"
"In my opinion, that purple-haired girl's future achievements will likely be even more terrifying than those two ultimate martial souls."
"If possible, I'd like to talk to her. Life and death are two sides of the same coin, and I can no longer find my own future in the realm of life."
"Perhaps we can explore this further through the lens of death."
Crimson Dragon Douluo gazed at the majestic purple dragon, his eyes gleaming with wonder.
"Not only is it the power of death, but its dragon bloodline is also the highest level of true dragon bloodline!"
"My martial soul is suppressed by its bloodline!"
Xu Jiawei, listening to the two hall masters' words, looked down at Xia Die with his blue eyes, lost in thought.
Meanwhile, on the arena, Yang Yifan glanced at the dagger in his hand, then at the purple dragon above him, his smile fading.
He immediately contacted the Time Worms within Ye Wuqing and the others through the Time Worms.
"Hey, you guys don't really want me to attack our sister's Death Dragon with a dagger?"
"Hahaha, you're overestimating me."
Ye Wuqing was currently engaged in fierce combat with Bai E using the Golden Leaf Blade, and immediately replied in his mind:
"Heh, I don't care, you go face it yourself."
"Just hold off Xia Die, and by the way, don't hurt her."
"If we hurt her, the peeping tom and Father will beat us up."
Amon inside Yang Yifan: "..."
"Are you awake? I can't hurt her?"
"I really hope I don't get slapped into Time Worm Sauce by that dragon named Polykes."
Back in reality, knowing that his other companions couldn't be relied on, Yang Yifan touched his right eye socket and said with a smile:
"You named the Death Dragon?"
Polykes lowered its imposing dragon head, letting Xia Die stroke it, and its ethereal and indifferent voice rang in the other's ear.
"Hmm."
"I named her Polyces, and I can sense she likes the name very much."
"So now, brother, please step back."
"Roar, Polyces!"
(End of Chapter)
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