Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

Chapter 181 Merging with the Snow Empress, From Adversity to Prosperity

Two days later, at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, Test Site Zero.

Ji Juechen looked at the shattered corpse of the level-seven soul guide sword on the ground, then looked up at Ling Bai, who had an innocent look on his face, and fell into deep thought.

Meteorite Iron Sword, Level 6 Soul Guidance Sword, Level 7 Soul Guidance Sword...

This was the third sword he had lost to Ling Bai; he had spent almost all the extra money he earned from fighting in the open-air arena on it.

Having lived for over twenty years, Ji Juechen felt for the first time that challenging someone required caution; continuing indefinitely might lead to bankruptcy.

"Been taught a lesson."

Savoring the swordsmanship he had just grasped, Ji Juechen clasped his hands in a salute. The Sun Moon Academy students in the audience sighed with regret, their eyes fixed on Ling Bai below as he retrieved the Angelic Holy Sword.

"Is this guy truly invincible?"

Some people expressed their feelings, which also reflects the sentiments of the vast majority of Sun Moon students.

For three whole days, the relentless battle from morning till night completely disrupted Jing Hongchen's original plan. From level five to level seven, every soul master from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy who met the challenge requirements was defeated by the Angelic Holy Sword. Some were even unconvinced and fought on despite repeated defeats, getting beaten up for three consecutive days.

Upon hearing the man's words, Nana said softly, "Don't forget he's a six-winged angel; he's invincible in heaven."

"This is outrageous..."

The friendly match concluded successfully. Since an eighth-level Soul Master wouldn't allow Jing Hongchen to renege on his promise, he gifted the Sword of Judgment to Ling Bai and sincerely invited him to stay at the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy for a few more days, so he could also guide the Sun Moon students in their combat abilities.

Ling Bai declined Jing Hongchen's offer under the pretext of hunting for the seventh spirit ring, stating that he would leave the Sun Moon Royal Spirit Master Academy early the next morning, leaving Jing Hongchen with deep regret.

Nighttime, on a path within the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, Ning Tian gently took Ling Bai's hand and asked, "Brother Bai, where are you planning to hunt soul beasts?"

"The Demonic Forest."

The seventh spirit ring had already been decided, but the necessary procedures still needed to be followed. The reason for mentioning the Demon Forest was simply because it was relatively close to Mingdu and was home to 100,000-year-old spirit beasts, which would not arouse Ning Tian's suspicion.

"What if you get into the Soul Beast Forest all by yourself? Ask Aunt Yu to come with you." Wu Feng crossed his arms, as if to say, "You should lean against a big tree for shade."

"Little Wind..."

Ning Tian glared at Wu Feng, but her words, though rough, were not without merit. The Demon Forest was the territory of the Evil Emperor, the second most ferocious beast on the continent, and she was equally worried about Ling Bai's safety, so she advised him:

"My aunt's soul power is already at level 88. As a top-level plant-type martial soul, the Azure Vine Emperor is good at controlling other plants in the forest to explore the environment. Having her with you is an extra layer of protection."

"Forget it, Xiaotian, you know Aunt Yu's personality." Ling Bai's expression twisted. "I'm afraid she'll do one of those weird things again, it's a childhood nightmare..."

When the topic of childhood nightmares came up, Ning Tian couldn't help but chuckle. Wu Feng also grinned and laughed heartily. They were well aware of the disadvantages of being childhood sweethearts and what dark history Ling Bai had.

"I survived in the Star Dou Great Forest for a year and a half. The Demon Forest can't be more dangerous than the Star Dou Great Forest," Ling Bai said. "You can focus on your studies; I'll be fine."

"it is good."

Ning Tian's azure eyes flickered, seemingly absent-minded yet hinting at something:

"I heard that in five days it will be the Sun Moon Empire's traditional festival, the Holy Brightness Festival. There will be a grand fireworks display in the evening, and many young men and women from the Sun Moon Empire will row boats on the Ming River that runs through the capital, and then get engaged..."

Upon hearing this, any human being with normal emotional intelligence could understand Ning Tian's subtext. Wu Feng suddenly froze; if a strange gust of wind blew by, she would probably crack open.

After praying silently for a long time, the day that Wu Feng least wanted to face finally arrived.

"I'll be back on Christmas Day."

Ling Bai reassured Ning Tian.

"Um!"

These words were like a promise, and Ning Tian nodded excitedly.

"Get some rest. I won't bother you tomorrow."

"Okay, goodnight, Brother Bai!"

Ning Tian was so excited that her pretty face flushed red. She clenched her little fists and left quickly, secretly planning how to carefully arrange the Holy Festival. She didn't notice the walking corpse next to her, as if her whole body had turned into a gray and white witch.

After bidding farewell to the two women in advance, Ling Bai returned to the single dormitory that Jing Hongchen had prepared for him over the past three days.

Jing Hongchen was not a stingy person. There were no monitoring soul tools installed in the dormitory, and there were no neighbors to disturb him. The environment was quiet and peaceful.

The pitch-black gate to the undead silently rose, and Ling Bai slowly stepped into the undead demiplane.

Upon entering the undead demiplane, the first thing you see is the humanoid soul tool, followed by the Death Prison Bone Dragon. It is very interested in this huge metal lump and keeps touching and stroking it with its dragon claws.

With time running out and the task heavy, Ling Bai ignored it and sank into the sea of ​​his mind. The Snow Empress's stunning figure came into view. She waited for a long time, and the smile on her lips was like the shimmering light on the snow.

"Finally, it's here..."

He reached out and summoned the blood-red soul ring hanging in the sky above the sea of ​​spirits, which was engraved with seven dazzling golden patterns.

Xue Di understood what Ling Bai's breakthrough to level 70 meant: her spirit rings would finally have a purpose, and she was about to create an unprecedented 700,000-year-old martial spirit true body in the history of Douluo Continent.

"Can't wait, huh?" Ling Bai joked.

"If I give you the Soul Ring, I can learn health preservation like Elder Yi." The Snow Empress smiled faintly. "As long as you successfully complete the path to godhood, both I and the Far North will have someone to rely on."

"I am willing to receive from you, and I am equally willing to give to you in the future."

"Yes, I didn't misjudge you."

Xue Di smiled and looked at Ling Bai. Like a glacier shrouded in sunlight, her skin seemed to have the texture of ice crystals under the white dress. A cool fragrance wafted over. She took the initiative to move closer to Ling Bai and took his hand.

The wispy chill, guided by the Snow Emperor's gentle soul power, merged with Ling Bai. The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul took over on its own, and six soul rings—yellow, purple, black, red, and red—rose, coating the sea of ​​spirit with a dazzling luster.

"Old Yi, time to get to work!"

"Isn't this just giving you young people some time to be alone?"

A powerful laugh rang out, and Ilex appeared, holding a golden staff. He chanted a deep, polysyllabic incantation, and the staff touched the soul cores of Ling Bai and Xue Di respectively.

"Snow Emperor."

Electrolux solemnly said, "You are the strongest ice-attribute soul beast in Douluo Continent, born with the mutated attribute of ultimate ice, ultimate snow. However, one of the attributes of the six-winged angel is ultimate fire, which is completely opposite to ultimate snow."

On the surface, you seem completely incompatible with the six-winged angel, but there's an old saying that goes, "after the worst comes the best."

When the cold reaches its extreme, there is a chance of a qualitative change: the extreme snow transforms into the extreme fire, and the coldest power becomes the hottest energy. This is precisely where you resonate with the six-winged angel.

Open your soul power, and let me guide you…

(End of this chapter)