Douluo Continent: Peerless Angel Qian Renxue

"Soul-Devouring Spider Queen—"

Tang San's large eyes suddenly narrowed at that moment.

He was aware that Bibi Dong had forcibly devoured the soul of Qian Xunji, the angelic martial soul, with her Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor, and then initiated the Rakshasa Divine Trial.

He later pondered Bibi Dong's martial soul and concluded that while her Death Spider Queen was the most potent poison in the world, the martial soul that truly enabled Bibi Dong to unlock the Rakshasa Divine Test was the Soul Devouring Spider Queen.

Because of the Soul-Devouring Spider King's abilities and attributes, Bibi Dong's heart began to be invaded by negative emotions, making her hate Qian Xunji, hate the Spirit Hall, and even hate the world.

However, he did not expect that the martial soul that Qian Renxue inherited also had the power to devour souls!

Of course, he didn't know whose plan it was that Bibi Dong had gone through.

The killing intent and death power that Qian Renxue had previously displayed were more like Bibi Dong's Death Spider Queen, while the occasional devouring ability he attributed to something behind Qian Renxue that was similar to his Eight Spider Spears.

But in reality, what he thought was completely opposite to what Qian Renxue actually possessed.

Tang San possessed the Eight Spider Lances, which gave him the ability to devour; while Qian Renxue's second spirit was a combination of the Death Spider King and the Soul Devouring Spider King, so devouring was a spirit ability, albeit manifested through her spider legs.

Moreover, devouring physical entities is secondary; the Little Devil's original target should have been souls.

"Together?" the little angel retorted to the little devil.

"Okay." The little devil was unusually not arrogant.

The two soul entities flickered simultaneously, resonating with the chaotic core within the Sea of ​​Spirit.

Just then, a hint of fear finally appeared in Tang San's big eyes.

"The power of chaos! The power of chaos! How could you possibly possess the power of chaos?!"

Tang San screamed in terror, his voice echoing in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"This thing isn't easy to get, is it?" The little angel covered his ears. "Also, when you're a guest at someone's house, remember not to make loud noise. It's really rude."

"Why waste words with him?" The little devil rubbed his head, and then the spider silk of his mental energy shot out, directly to the edge of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Tang San's eyes were not actually outside the Sea of ​​Spirit, but rather, as Qian Renxue absorbed this external soul bone, they became firmly attached to the protective layer of her Sea of ​​Spirit.

"laugh--"

A sound came, and a spider silk entered Tang San's eyes. The spider silk was tainted with chaotic power and emitted a series of sounds.

At the same time, the little angel and the little devil connected their hands, their four palms facing each other. Their different auras began to merge at this moment, life and death, positive and negative, and then another beam of light and fire shot out, merging with the spider silk emitted by the little devil.

The power began to change, slowly transforming into the power of reincarnation.

"You not only want to erase me, but you also want to read my memories?!" Tang San endured the excruciating pain, but his tone revealed his fearlessness.

"You won't get any of my memories! I severed some of my important memories before, and I can't even recall some things from before."

The little devil and the little angel both let out a cold laugh, then reached out together. The power that had been injected into Tang San's big eyes changed again, with the power of reincarnation and the soul-controlling fire working together.

"Memory is a very mysterious thing. There is no ability in this world that can forcibly restore memories," Tang San said calmly.

Although he forced a calm expression in his eyes, he couldn't hide the surging power emanating from Qian Renxue, like waves, or perhaps searching for something. "Oh, really?" the little devil said indifferently, "What a coincidence, while we were being controlled by your spacetime array, we gained some new abilities."

"What ability?" Tang San asked instinctively.

As soon as he finished speaking, something resembling a solar flare appeared in his purple eyes. However, it was not a solar flare, but a combination of black and white, which moved constantly within his purple eyes, looking ferocious and terrifying.

"Soul-Controlling Flame!" the little angel uttered in a low voice. Compared to the little devil, she had a deeper understanding and mastery of the Soul-Controlling Flame.

"Ah! Ah!"

Tang San cried out in pain, "What did you do?"

His eyes were firmly suppressed by Qian Renxue, partly because the external soul bone around his eyes was being continuously absorbed. He couldn't escape yet, as if he was firmly imprinted in the sky above his spiritual sea.

"It's nothing, it's just that I used magic to transfer your current memories," the little angel said with a slight smile, but the content of her words was chilling.

"What?!" Tang San was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"Simply put, a person's memory is like a painting. When I was absorbing this soul bone, I discovered your life experiences. Some of them had indeed become blurred, and I had already come up with a solution at that time."

The little angel's voice held a sinister undertone: "What you call severing memories is actually just forcibly erasing your experiences, like color being painted away from a picture, but the outline remains, because you can't deny your own life and time!"

"What I did was simply transfer the colors from other places to fill in the missing part, and then your memory area will be restored."

"However, the color of the transferred area will disappear." The little devil focused her gaze at this moment, and then the spider silk she released began to stir.

She was forcibly extracting the memories that had been reawakened.

Tang San's voice began to change: "You—"

His voice began to become high-pitched—

"May you die a horrible death!"

The little angel remained expressionless, but not angry: "I've already died once."

"Ah~" Tang San's pupils began to change.

The little devil looked at him strangely: "What memories of his did you erase?"

The little angel said nonchalantly, "One of the deepest memories a person has of themselves is their gender. Even if you forget your name, it's hard to doubt your gender unless you have a congenital gender identity disorder. But obviously, Tang San doesn't have this problem; he already has a daughter."

About ten minutes passed, and the Chaos Core in the Sea of ​​Spirit continuously released chaotic power, helping them transfer and extract memories.

The extracted memories were immediately devoured by the little devil's soul-devouring ability.

"What are you doing, touching me like that? It's so annoying, it's driving me crazy!"

A hint of resentment flickered in Tang San's eyes, but he still glared fiercely at the two of them. (End of Chapter)