Douluo Continent: A hundred years pass in an instant, the fleeting scenery of the world is like morn

But before Chen Jingheng could figure out what was happening, two shrill screams suddenly rang in his ears.

"ah--!!!"

"Ah! This...this is...what! Ah!"

Upon hearing the sound, Chen Jingheng turned his head sharply.

The moment he saw the source of the sound, his blood ran cold.

The reason was that the chef and the gray-clad man who had been fighting him earlier had now turned into two people on fire.

The way the flames look... it's like something inside them has been ignited, burning them from the inside out.

At this moment, the man in gray had already fallen to the ground, curled up in a ball and rolling around.

His clothes, hair, and skin were on fire, and golden flames licked his body rapidly.

"Help! Help!!"

Seeing that Chen Jingheng was unharmed, the man in gray cried out to him in anguish, "Save me...please save me! Ah—!"

But even he himself didn't realize that his voice no longer sounded human.

The chef on the side was in even greater agony, as flames started burning from his hand holding the knife handle and climbed up his arm.

The irritation spread along his shoulders, neck, and chest, turning his skin from pale to charred black, and then from charred black to cracked dark red.

"What the hell is this thing?! Let me go! Ah!"

Then, Chen Jingheng saw something even more terrifying.

As their injuries continued to worsen, the soul power of the two evil soul masters began to leak out of their bodies.

But the moment those soul energies touched the golden flames—

"boom--"

The flames suddenly shot up high.

Soul power was transformed into fuel.

The more soul power leaks out, the more fiercely the flames burn.

The man in gray and the cook screamed, their voices growing weaker with each scream.

Their bodies gradually became transparent in the flames; their skin, muscles, and bones—everything about them—dissipated bit by bit as the flames burned them away.

"No! Help me!"

Upon seeing this scene, Chen Jingheng's stomach churned violently.

He had seen blood, wounds, and life-or-death battles, but he had never seen anyone burned alive in front of him.

Just then, a pair of hands reached out from behind and gently covered Chen Jingheng's eyes.

The hands were small, even somewhat slender, but when they covered his eyes, the boy felt as if the whole world had fallen silent.

The screams, the sounds of burning flames, and the acrid smell seemed to be blocked out by these hands.

"Shh~"

"If you find it disgusting, don't watch it."

"You must remember what I'm about to tell you."

"In this world, besides the diligent and hardworking Soul Masters, there is another type of Soul Master called the Fallen Ones, also known as Evil Soul Masters in the records of the Spirit Hall."

"Soul Masters like this, whether due to psychological distortion or limitations in their own talents, ultimately went astray—to slaughter."

"Part of it involves killing others and absorbing their essence, blood, and flesh as nourishment for one's own breakthrough."

"Another group is simply psychologically twisted, using the torture and killing of others to vent their malice."

"Those two people in front of you are evil Soul Masters."

Qian Xingning sighed and continued, "To cultivate by taking human lives, one's hands are stained with the blood of countless innocent people."

"Such a sinful soul, when it encounters the angel who judges all evil, will naturally be locked onto by that holy aura."

"As for the True Fire of the Sun, unless the two of them are reduced to ashes, it will never be extinguished."

"This is my martial spirit, the six-winged angel, which is also the power of the angel god that has been passed down and worshipped by the Spirit Hall from which I was born."

To be honest, he didn't understand what was going on either.

He clearly had no soul power, yet he was able to summon such a massive celestial phenomenon.

Not only that, it could directly suppress and indirectly destroy two Soul Sects.

You should know that he had only ever seen the True Sun Fire on those two guys in ancient books before.

Even Grandpa's flames were just martial spirit flames, not true solar flames.

Is it because of his divine status that his aura has such an effect in exorcising evil?

A moment later, Qianxing Ning released her hand from the boy's eyes, then placed it on his head and gently rubbed it twice.

"You can open your eyes now."

"Xiao Jingheng, you've worked hard."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jingheng's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing I saw was Qian Xingning's face.

The face was indistinct in the darkness, only its outline illuminated by the distant city lights. The expression was calm, with a slight curve at the corners of the lips, as if to say, "It's alright."

"Lord Xingning..."

Chen Jingheng opened his mouth, about to speak, but then suddenly remembered something and turned to look.

At this moment, the phantom of the six-winged angel had already dissipated.

The golden light that had just illuminated the earth had now completely disappeared.

Night fell again, and clouds gathered from all directions, completely obscuring the sky.

As for those two evil soul masters...

All that remained was scorched earth; there wasn't even ashes left, let alone corpses.

So, that was the real Lord Xingning just now... The sacred feeling he gave me was like facing a god, making it impossible to feel any rebellion.

Qian Xingning turned her head and looked at Chen Jingheng's face.

The boy was staring intently at the scorched earth, his brows furrowed, his mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to ask a question but didn't know where to begin.

However… Qian Xingning’s gaze passed over Chen Jingheng and looked toward the city in the distance.

Lights could be seen moving faintly on the city wall, and they were moving in a very regular pattern, as if someone was organizing people.

really……

He sighed helplessly and patted Chen Jingheng's head again: "If you have any questions, we can talk about them later."

"We shouldn't stay here any longer. Let's leave first. The Soul Masters in the city will probably be here soon."

Not only the strange phenomena in the sky and earth just now, but also the soul power fluctuations from the previous battle—such a huge commotion couldn't possibly have gone unnoticed by the city.

The reason no one has come yet is probably because they are afraid of being caught in the ongoing battle.

But as the fighting subsides, it will probably come soon.

Most importantly, once daybreak, the accomplices of those two evil soul masters will discover their disappearance.

Qianxing would rather not be able to recreate that extraordinary celestial phenomenon a second time.

If they can't figure it out, and then encounter an even stronger evil soul master, then he and Xiao Jingheng will be in danger.

It's better to avoid trouble.

Chen Jingheng nodded, suppressing the questions churning in his mind, and his eyes instantly became clear.

He summoned his martial spirit, took Qian Xingning with him, and they rose from the ground, transforming into a streak of azure light as they sped away from the city.