Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Hei Yuan wasn't faring much better. His black shield was completely shattered, and the black beam of light was neutralized by the golden pillar of light and the dragon-shaped soul power. The black mist around his body dissipated considerably, revealing a golden wound on his chest. Black mist continuously seeped from the wound, being purified by the remaining angelic power. His aura had weakened somewhat, but he was still significantly stronger than Lin Mo and Qian Renxue. Hei Yuan slowly walked up to Lin Mo and Qian Renxue, his crimson eyes fixed on them, a cruel smile on his face: "It seems you're nothing special after all. Now, it's my turn to make my move, to reduce you to nothingness!"

Just as Hei Yuan was about to make his move, a red figure suddenly rushed over and blocked Lin Mo and Qian Renxue's path. It was Zhao Feng. He had woken up at some point, and his injuries were even more severe. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his battle axe was teetering on the verge of falling. But he still gripped the axe tightly, staring at Hei Yuan with unwavering eyes: "If you want to harm Lady Xueyan and Brother Lin Mo, you'll have to get past me first!"

"Overestimating yourself!" Hei Yuan sneered, raising his hand and sending a black tentacle reaching for Zhao Feng. It was incredibly fast, and Zhao Feng had no time to dodge. The black tentacle struck his chest, and the black mist instantly corroded his body. Zhao Feng let out a painful scream, staggered back a few steps, and fell heavily to the ground. He could no longer stand up and could only gasp for breath, but his eyes remained fixed on Hei Yuan without flinching.

"Zhao Feng!" Lin Mo and Qian Renxue shouted at the same time, their eyes filled with anger and heartache. They tried to stand up, but found themselves powerless, their soul power completely exhausted, and even moving a finger became extremely difficult.

Looking at the three fallen figures, Hei Yuan revealed a smug smile. He slowly raised his hand, and a massive black beam of light condensed in it. This beam contained powerful void energy, enough to completely engulf Lin Mo and the other two. "Goodbye, insignificant humans. Your sacrifice will become the offerings for me to open the void rift!"

Just as the black beam was about to be unleashed, a dazzling golden light suddenly shone in the sky, and a huge golden figure slowly descended from the light. This figure was tens of feet tall, with a pair of huge angel wings on its back, and exuded a pure and powerful holy power. The oppressive feeling was several times stronger than that of Hei Yuan. The golden light dispelled the surrounding black mist and illuminated the entire earth. Even Hei Yuan couldn't help but tremble, a trace of horror flashing in his eyes. He subconsciously took a few steps back, and the black beam in his hand also dissipated considerably.

"Angel deity? Impossible! The angel deity has already fallen, how could it possibly reappear?" Hei Yuan exclaimed, his tone filled with disbelief. He could clearly sense that the aura emanating from this golden figure was that of an angel deity—pure and powerful, the nemesis of the power of nothingness.

The golden figure slowly lowered its head, its gaze falling on Qian Renxue, its voice gentle yet authoritative: "Child, you have done well. You have not failed the mission of the angel race, nor have you failed my expectations."

Qian Renxue stared at the golden figure, a flash of shock crossing her eyes, which then filled with tears. She recognized the figure; it was the remnant soul of an angel deity, the ancestor of the angel race. "Ancestor..." Qian Renxue's voice was weak as she tried to stand up, but her body was too weak to move.

“Child, no need for formalities,” said the remnant soul of the angelic deity, turning his gaze to the Black Abyss, his eyes instantly turning icy, and his holy power surging. “Remnants of the Void, how dare you invade this world and harm living beings! Today, in the name of the remnant soul of the angelic deity, I will thoroughly purify you and stop your conspiracy!”

Although Hei Yuan was horrified, he still pretended to be calm, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes: "So what if you are the remnant soul of an angel god? I am the Left Protector under the Void King, and my strength far exceeds your imagination. Today, I will devour you as well and turn you into my own power!" As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist around Hei Yuan surged again, and all the power of nothingness within him erupted, rushing towards the remnant soul of the angel god. He condensed a black beam of light in his hand that was even more powerful than before, and shot it towards the remnant soul of the angel god.

The remnant soul of the angelic deity sneered, raising its hand to summon a massive golden shield. The black beam struck the shield, instantly being purified and reduced to ashes. Then, the remnant soul waved its hand again, sending countless golden feathers from its wings, carrying powerful purifying energy, towards the Black Abyss. Wherever the golden feathers passed, the black mist was completely purified. The Black Abyss let out a painful howl; the black mist around it dissipated, its wounds multiplied, and its aura grew increasingly weak.

"Impossible! I can't possibly lose to you!" Hei Yuan roared furiously, his void power surging wildly as he desperately tried to fight to the death. He condensed all his void power into a huge black sphere and smashed it toward the remnant soul of the angel god. This black sphere contained all his power, and if it were hit, even the remnant soul of the angel god would suffer considerable damage.

The remnant soul of the angel god narrowed its eyes, conjuring a massive golden holy sword in its hand, identical to Qian Renxue's Angel Holy Sword, but with power countless times greater. "Angel Holy Sword - Ultimate Purification!" The golden holy sword, imbued with world-destroying purification power, slashed towards the black sphere. The golden holy sword collided with the black sphere, producing a deafening roar. The black sphere was instantly cleaved in two by the golden holy sword, the black mist completely purified. Hei Yuan let out a shrill cry, its body rapidly shrinking, its crimson eyes dimming. Finally, it completely dissipated into the air, leaving only a faint black aura, which was thoroughly purified by the light of the golden holy sword and vanished into thin air.

Having defeated the Black Abyss, the golden light emanating from the remnant soul of the angel deity dimmed considerably, clearly indicating that the battle had drained its power. It slowly approached Qian Renxue, extending its hand and channeling a golden light into her body. Qian Renxue's angelic power instantly returned, the wounds deep within her soul were healed, her complexion regained its rosy hue, and her angelic wings shone brightly once more. Following this, the remnant soul of the angel deity channeled golden light into Lin Mo and Zhao Feng respectively. Lin Mo's soul power instantly recovered, his wounds healed rapidly, his pale blue soul wings became more complete, and his dragon might intensified. Zhao Feng's void power was completely purified, his injuries were healed, and he slowly opened his eyes, regaining his strength.

“Ancestor, thank you.” Qian Renxue stood up and respectfully addressed the remnant soul of the angelic deity, her eyes filled with gratitude. Lin Mo and Zhao Feng also stood up and bowed slightly to the remnant soul of the angelic deity to express their gratitude. (End of Chapter)