Douluo Continent: Phoenix Plays with Two Dragons, Reincarnated as Ye Xishui at the Start

My name is Ye Guyi, and I am a direct descendant of the angel god from ten thousand years ago.

If it weren't for that divine war that swept across the entire continent ten thousand years ago, perhaps my real name would be Qian Guyi.

From as far back as I can remember, my people have been like rats that can't see the light of day, relentlessly hunted down by various forces and evil spirit masters in the dark corners of the continent.

They seemed to be searching for some lost treasure within us, or perhaps they simply wanted to eradicate the last remaining bloodline of the angels.

The struggle for the Great Dao has always been a matter of life and death.

Although Tang San, the Sea God of Shrek Academy, shattered the divine position of his ancestor Qian Renxue and destroyed the foundation of the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago.

But after thousands of years of inheritance, my remaining clansmen and I don't actually harbor much deep-seated resentment towards the Sea God lineage.

The victor is king, the loser is villain; it's all just like that.

If we are outmatched in skill, we accept our defeat.

But what I find most ironic and perplexing is why, ever since Shrek Academy replaced the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago and became the "absolute orthodoxy" ruling the continent's spirit master world, those evil spirit masters who should have been severely suppressed have instead sprung up like mushrooms after rain, becoming more and more numerous and impossible to eradicate.

And now, because of hunting evil soul masters, I've been unlucky enough to be captured by a powerful evil cult leader.

Feeling the nauseatingly strong evil aura emanating from this hidden underground palace, one can only imagine what my final fate would be.

Falling into the lair of the evil spirit master, even death is a luxury.

I only regret that my strength is too weak...

Ancestors above, the bone garment has ultimately failed to live up to the legacy of this sacred angel!

……

The gaze shifts back to the other side.

Ye Xishui had just returned to the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters without making a sound when she received a message from Long Xiaoyao informing her that he had successfully brought back the girl with the Angelic Martial Soul.

At this moment, Ye Guyi was being held in a secret room deep within the headquarters.

According to the report from the guards, after the girl sensed that she was surrounded by the aura of evil soul masters, she became completely despondent and resigned herself to her fate.

In the long corridor outside the secret room, Ye Xishui stopped and turned to look at Long Xiaoyao, who had been silently guarding her side.

"Xiaoyao, come inside with me. There are some things it's time for you to know."

Ye Xishui's voice was calm, "Even when I was burdened by darkness all these years, you have always protected me... I believe that with your experience, you will naturally have a scale in your heart to judge right and wrong."

Upon hearing this, Long Xiaoyao remained silent for a moment, then nodded heavily.

He didn't ask any more questions, but simply followed quietly behind his beloved.

For this once-renowned Dragon Emperor Douluo, no matter what Ye Xishui wants to do, even if it means tearing a hole in the sky of the Douluo Continent, he will not hesitate to act as her sharpest spear and strongest shield!

.....

The heavy stone door slowly slid open to both sides, the dull scraping sound particularly jarring in the deathly silent chamber.

Ye Guyi suddenly raised her head, like a small beast cornered in a desperate situation, staring intently at the two figures that emerged from the shadows.

The woman walking in front was stunningly beautiful and exuded an air of elegance, but at this moment, she made no attempt to conceal the nauseating crimson aura and piercing resentment emanating from within the Pagoda of Merit.

That intensely evil aura, almost tangible, was like a demon that had just crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The man trailing half a step behind the woman was the black-clad powerhouse who exuded pure darkness and had easily captured her and brought her here.

Extreme evil, coupled with extreme darkness.

In Ye Guyi's eyes, the two of them standing together were simply the source of all depravity and evil in the world!

"Pah! A bunch of disgusting maggots who only dare to hide in the gutter!"

As the two drew closer, Ye Guyi bit her lip and spat a mouthful of bloody saliva at their feet.

Even though her soul power had been completely sealed, her inherent pride would never allow her to show the slightest cowardice in front of evil soul masters.

In those clear, beautiful eyes, undisguised disgust and anger ignited. She met Ye Xishui's gaze without fear and burst into a tirade:

"Don't think I don't know what you filthy evil spirit masters are up to!"

"For the glory of the angels! Even if I die, I will not let your evil schemes succeed!"

She stood upright against the cold wall, her legs trembling slightly uncontrollably under the unintentional pressure emanating from the two Limit Douluos, but she still kept her spine straight, like an unyielding sword.

"If you have the guts, kill me now! If I, Ye Guyi, even blink an eye or beg for mercy today, I am unworthy of possessing this Sacred Angel Martial Soul!"

"You want to humiliate me? You want to make me submit to your darkness? You bunch of inhuman beasts, you'll never succeed in your next life!"

Faced with Ye Guyi's hysterical and resolute attitude of wanting to die, Long Xiaoyao, who was following behind, frowned slightly and was about to reprimand the girl for her ignorance of the immensity of heaven and earth.

But Ye Xishui, who was walking in front, slightly raised her hand to stop Long Xiaoyao's actions.

She gazed silently at the blonde girl before her, who was determined to die rather than submit; her small face, covered in blood, was filled with a sense of unwavering resolve.

Ye Xishui was not angered by the harsh insults; instead, a hint of undisguised admiration flashed in her deep eyes.

"He certainly has a fiery temper, no wonder he's a descendant of the angel god from ten thousand years ago. This unyielding spirit is much more pleasing to the eye than those hypocrites from Shrek Academy who only spout empty words of benevolence and morality."

Ye Xishui chuckled softly, and the surging scarlet blood aura and evil resentment around her instantly subsided like a tide in Ye Guyi's astonished gaze.

Immediately afterwards, she twitched her fingertips slightly, and a wisp of gentle soul power brushed past.

Ye Guyi felt a sudden lightness throughout her body. The dark power that had been tightly sealing her meridians dissipated completely in an instant, like ice and snow melting away.

Having regained her freedom, Ye Guyi staggered back two steps and leaned against the cold stone wall.

She rubbed her wrist, which ached from being constricted, her clear eyes filled with wariness and confusion. Her mind was a jumbled mess, and she was completely bewildered.

What's going on?

These two evil tyrants, riddled with sins, went to great lengths to capture her and bring her back to this dark and hopeless lair, yet they didn't kill her.

They just let her go so easily?

Just as Ye Guyi was on guard, suspicious, and even wondering if the other party had some more perverse torture methods, Ye Xishui simply smiled faintly.

"Girl, open your eyes wide and take a good look at what this is."