Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

Hey, no green!

Huo Yuhao was overjoyed. The moment Wang Dong'er closed her eyes and tacitly accepted it, he had even accepted being cuckolded. After all the darkest times, Ling Bai took the initiative to abandon his treacherous actions and chose to embark on a deep adventure!

"That's incredibly principled..." Huo Yuhao sighed, feeling grateful to Ling Bai for the first time in his life.

At the central circular platform, Wang Dong'er lowered her eyes, a hint of bloodlust appearing in them.

Girls are sometimes very conflicted; agreeing is like being a beast, refusing is worse than being a beast. Clearly, Wang Dong'er's self-esteem was severely hurt, but she didn't have the chance to lash out in anger. Ling Bai turned into specks of golden light and dissipated.

With a flash of light, Ling Bai appeared out of thin air in a military camp. The night was thick and pitch black, and all around him were soldiers dressed in Sun and Moon military uniforms.

Ling Bai vaguely sensed that the mastermind behind Qiankun Wenqing Valley was trying to break up the women around him, and pushed Wang Dong'er into his arms.

Deep adventure is deep adventure, but kissing is absolutely out of the question. If we kiss, we'll be tied up!

"Who are you!"

The sudden appearance of a stranger in the headquarters camp startled the Sun and Moon soldiers, who then pounced on Ling Bai like wolves.

A seventh-ring Soul Master officer led the charge, wielding a level-seven Soul Guidance Greatsword, unleashing a three-foot-long blade of light. His poorly configured Soul Rings—three yellow and four purple—clearly indicated his drug-fueled nature. The Sun Moon Empire's Martial Soul talent was far inferior to the three great empires; breaking through realms by taking secret drugs was perfectly normal in the Sun Moon Empire.

When the seventh-level Soul Master was less than ten meters away from Ling Bai, a terrifying and fierce aura rushed towards him head-on. In an instant, the Soul Master felt as if a ferocious beast was standing in front of him, and the overwhelming pressure made him almost suffocate.

With a snap, his forward momentum was abruptly halted. To his horror, he saw a hand crush a level-seven soul-guided greatsword as easily as crushing a thin, crispy cookie. In a daze, his body was easily lifted up.

A dragon's roar shook the heavens. Under the night sky, the Holy Dragon Judgment transformed into a Holy Dragon of Light, soaring straight into the clouds. Its dragon might was awe-inspiring, and its blazing golden light was exceptionally dazzling. After circling once in the sky, the Holy Dragon of Light crashed down.

The powerful force of light erupted, and how could these Sun and Moon Soldiers, whose cultivation levels ranged from Soul Venerable to Soul Emperor, possibly withstand a 100,000-year-old soul skill? They were all burned to ashes under the judgment of the Holy Dragon of Light.

The gates of the dead rose, and Ling Bai reached in, donning the Thousand Enchanting Demon Mask that had originally belonged to the Death Prison Douluo. He then asked the seventh-level Soul Master:

"Which military camp is this?"

"South...Southern military camp."

The seventh-level Soul Master trembled like a leaf, answering with trepidation.

At the same time, he was very puzzled. Ling Bai had already ventured deep into the heart of the territory, yet he didn't know which military camp this was!?

"The southern military camp..." Ling Bai's golden eyes narrowed slightly. "The one in southern Mingdu, to prevent Soul Masters from escaping from the Douluo Three Kingdoms?"

"Yes, yes, you have an excellent eye!"

The Soul Master nodded vigorously.

As soon as she finished speaking, the voice of the nine-colored woman from Qiankun Wenqing Valley suddenly rang out: "Deep adventure begins."

Those who manage to escape the southern military camp of Mingdu and return to the Xishan area within one hour will be considered truly dead if they die during the assessment. Those who fail to return to the Xishan area within one hour will fail the assessment, and the punishment will also be death.

"The South..."

Ling Bai quickly recalled the deployment of the Sun Moon Empire's southern military camp. Through the retelling of Holy Spirit Cult Master Zhongli Wu and Xu Jiujiu, Xu Tianran had arranged multiple Soul Master Corps in the three directions of southeast, north, and south, with a Level 9 Soul Master dispatched in each direction. In addition, there were also Evil Soul Masters from the Holy Spirit Cult.

The evil soul master stationed in the Southern Military Region is none other than the Extreme Evil Douluo, the Nightmare Douluo, and Ye Xishui, the Supreme Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, one of the three Limit Douluos of the present era, and the Death God Douluo!

"It's a pity, it would have been better if it were in the East."

Ling Bai felt a slight regret. The Eastern Military Camp was guarded by Zhongli Wu. Although Zhongli Wu had a Bone Dragon King under his command who was at the Limit Douluo level, the Bone Dragon King actually knew what he was talking to. If they really met, it would be like two old friends meeting and then shooting each other in the back!

Death God Douluo Ye Xishui is countless times more troublesome than Zhongli Wu. Not only is she a Limit Douluo, but she also controls the Death God Tower.

The key to the Death God Tower's advancement to a level ten soul tool lies in the countless innocent souls who perished in the Mingdu explosion. Even if the Death God Tower hadn't yet reached level ten, it would still be a peak level nine soul tool with an attack radius and power far exceeding Ye Yulin's Sun and Moon Divine Needles!

"Let's try to avoid direct confrontation..."

Due to the existence of the same resonance dual soul cores, Limit Douluo and non-Limit Douluo are completely different concepts. For example, Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao can easily deal with Xuan Lao and Du Busi, two level 98 titled Douluo, in another time and space. However, Ye Xishui and Death God Tower are even more troublesome than Long Xiaoyao when they cooperate.

Fortunately, Ling Bai possessed the disguise skill of the Thousand Charms and Demonic Appearance, making it not difficult for him to sneak out of the southern military camp as an officer, so Ye Xishui wouldn't have to keep an eye on everyone at all times.

Suddenly, Ling Bai looked up at the sky. With his external soul bone, the Demon Eye, and the Eye of the Autumn Water, his mental perception was no less than that of a mental soul master. Figures rushed out from all directions, heading towards a certain place in the military camp.

"What happened in your military camp?"

"It's...it's an enemy attack."

The Soul Master officer swallowed hard, trembling as he said, "A female Soul Douluo launched a surprise attack. She killed many people in the military camp. I only went to provide support after receiving a summons..."

"A female...Contra?"

In the distance of the southern military camp, the golden rope swayed like a golden snake dancing wildly, whipping away swarms of locust-like Sun and Moon soldiers. Han Ruoruo was sweating profusely, her face was deathly pale, and her soul power was sounding an alarm that it was about to be exhausted.

Her deep adventure mission was also to break out of the Sun Moon Empire's southern military camp. Unfortunately, she encountered an eighth-level Soul Master as soon as she transmigrated. She dealt with him as quickly as possible, but was still discovered and suffered repeated losses at the hands of the Soul Master.

These Soul Masters were not individually strong, with only one being an eighth-level Soul Master. However, there were too many of them. After the initial painful lessons, the Soul Masters gradually figured out how to restrain Han Ruoruo. More than fifty sixth- and seventh-level Soul Masters formed a seemingly loose encirclement, trapping Han Ruoruo within it.

The Soul Masters primarily used long-range attacks with their Soul Guidance Devices. Large swathes of rapid-fire cannons and high-explosive shells bombarded Han Ruoruo relentlessly, while aerial attacks with Eyes of Terror and Aging Rays provided no respite.

With sufficient resources, firepower can cover the area. Once the number of Soul Masters reaches a certain level, combat power will experience a qualitative leap. Even a high-level Soul Douluo will find it difficult to break through the encirclement of dozens of well-trained Soul Masters.

Two figures in black robes watched the battle. One of them stared at the corpses of Soul Masters scattered on the ground and said in a sinister tone:

"Sleepyhead bro, this woman's not simple, she's held out for almost half an hour..."

"That's right, Brother Ji'e. Two level-eight soul masters and nine level-seven soul masters have already died at her hands. But after besieging her for so long, her soul power should be almost gone."

The Evil Douluo warned, "Be careful, such good living corpse materials shouldn't be wasted by the Soul Masters."

You can rest assured that I'll handle things well!

Sleepy Douluo chuckled. They watched from the sidelines, reaping the benefits from both sides. The souls of the Soul Masters killed by Han Ruoruo were refined into vengeful spirits. Once Han Ruoruo was defeated, they would immediately capture her alive and turn her into combat zombies in the future.

A burst of light erupted, and several figures were sent into the sky by the golden light array, their soul power completely sealed. The eighth soul skill of the Golden Rope, Golden Ascension!

The next second, a strange, eerie green spiderweb pattern appeared between Han Ruoruo's brows, and the distorted mental magnetic field instantly permeated the entire battle center. All the soul masters in the air froze on the spot, and their souls let out broken groans!

100,000 points of Soul Devouring Spider King's head soul bone skill, Soul Burial!

After a long period of restraint, the attack finally erupted, wiping out the attackers. Han Ruoruo gasped for breath. The Soul-Devouring Spider King was treacherous and evil, and its soul skills had placed a great burden on her, making her already exhausted body even worse.

"Damn it!"

The Soul Burial Technique directly buried the souls of those affected, preventing them from getting a single bite of the long-awaited feast. The two Evil Douluos instantly flew into a rage, their eyes turning bloodshot as they attacked Han Ruoruo.

With both her soul power and mental strength exhausted, Han Ruoruo had prepared herself for death before voluntarily entering the deep adventure. Her expression did not show fear of death, but only deep regret.

Because of her love for the house, if one of herself, Ning Tian, ​​or Wu Feng had to die, then Han Ruoruo would rather it be herself.

A resounding dragon roar echoed through the heavens, and golden lightning descended from the sky, instantly turning an area of ​​several hundred meters in radius into a dazzling gold.

Amidst the golden light, lightning flashed and thunder roared, as if forming a unique, independent world. A scream rang out, blood splattered everywhere, and Nightmare Douluo's body swayed slightly before he fell from the sky like a bird with broken wings.

The surrounding temperature soared at an alarming rate. Han Ruoruo felt the familiar scorching heat, and a look of relief and joy appeared in her eyes.

The golden holy fire, accompanied by dragon-shaped lightning, caught the Extreme Evil Douluo off guard. Before he could even react, the Radiant World and the Holy Light Heavenly Flame descended, his body already burned to black dust.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A magnificent seven-pointed star array flashed, and a violent roar exploded in a circular shape. Several exploding radiant arrays merged together, transforming into a huge tornado that soared into the sky.

The explosion swept over the endless stream of Soul Masters, like a cataclysmic disaster. The Soul Masters hurriedly flew into the sky, but even so, the scorching heat from below still made them tremble.

Within a radius of one kilometer, the entire area was covered by the explosion of the Radiant Spirit Array, tearing apart all military facilities. The earth cracked, and countless fissures spread from the center of the explosion. Energy-type Soul Masters are best at large-scale destruction, and the Six-Winged Angel is a master in this regard.

At the epicenter of the explosion, filled with radiant light, Han Ruoruo spotted a golden figure with bright, dark eyes that seemed to reproach her playfully:

"It's too dangerous here, you shouldn't have come!"

"What will you do if I don't come?"

Without a word, Ling Bai grabbed Han Ruoruo's hand and pulled her into the sky: "Let's go, we can talk later. If she realizes what's going on, we'll be in trouble."

As the angel's wings unfurled, the six-winged angel, known as the Lord of the Sky, naturally possessed unparalleled flight speed. Every gust of air in the sky seemed to help the six-winged angel accelerate. Han Ruoruo hugged Ling Bai tightly, looking at his expressionless profile, and her heart skipped a beat.

She rarely saw Ling Bai in this state, as if a prehistoric beast was chasing him frantically.

The Soul Guild launched their Soul Guidance Cannons, beams of light streaking across the sky and hurtling straight toward the two. Ling Bai, relying on his powerful flight ability, dodged most of the Soul Guidance Cannonballs. He defended against the few that had a locking function with his Radiant Spirit Array or directly struck them down with the Angelic Holy Sword.

Knowing that her flying speed was far inferior to Ling Bai's, Han Ruoruo regained a little bit of her soul power and then lightened her body. At the same time, she released the Golden Rope to deflect the soul-guided cannonballs that were chasing her.

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The Spider King's senses trembled like never before, and an indescribable sense of oppression surged into Ling Bai's mind, as if the entire world was about to be destroyed in the blink of an eye. Ling Bai urged his soul power to accelerate his breakout from the southern military camp, but the horror still lingered in his heart. He felt a chill pierce through his body, and a demon was lurking in the shadows, watching him.

A gray tower rose in the core area of ​​the military camp, haunted by the wails of wronged souls and filled with malevolent energy. The cone-shaped spire was brewing the Death Light, the continent's first offensive soul tool!

Tower of Death!

The aura of the Death God Tower was too evil and powerful. Han Ruoruo could feel that aura. Even those who did not understand soul tools could tell that the Death God Tower was no ordinary level nine soul tool. Even a titled Douluo, no, a super Douluo would perish on the spot if hit by it!

"Can you stop it?" she asked softly.

"Disaster."

Ling Bai had no confidence that even the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Di Tian would be injured and cough up blood if he took a hit from the Death God Tower.

"I've recovered some of my soul power. If I were to self-destruct at full power, it would probably buy you half a second. And without me as a worry, you should be able to unleash your full power."

Han Ruoruo sighed with relief.

"I love you, so I'm willing to die for you."

At this moment, a beam of white light shot out from the Tower of Death. It was pale white, as thick as a water vat, and did not appear to have any imposing aura. When it appeared in the air, it transformed into a beam of light that was thousands of meters long and swept out horizontally.

Time seemed to freeze. Wherever the light of death passed, space was cut open, but there was no powerful suction force after the space was torn apart as usual. It was as if the Grim Reaper had raised his scythe and stunned the spatial rift.

"Senior sister, some people say that in the face of death, love is nothing. I am honored to have your true heart." Ling Bai's pupils reflected the pale light of death.

"But love isn't about willingly dying for someone; it's about finding ways to live together!"

Eight spirit rings, appear!

The blood-red eighth spirit ring, engraved with four golden patterns, shone brightly!

When despair engulfs heaven and earth, when darkness forever shrouds the world, a sacred melody resounds in the deepest silence!

Like the most radiant rays of dawn breaking through the boundless darkness, its light pierces the veil of time and space, surging and intertwining in the sky to form magnificent patterns. Under the holy light, the figures of those praying appear even more majestic, elevated in the light!

The Six-Winged Angel's Eighth Soul Skill: Prayer in Desperation! (End of Chapter)