Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

Feng Ling, Nangong Wan, Ancient Demon Douluo...

The number of Evil Douluo who died at Ling Bai's hands has exceeded double digits. As Ling Bai grows stronger, Zhong Liwu is filled with unease. Now that he has successfully surrounded the three forces in Mingdu West Mountain, he can spare others for the time being, but he is determined to kill the Six-Winged Angel, the natural enemy of evil soul masters, first!

The seventh spirit ring shone brightly, revealing the true form of the martial spirit: the Death God Demon Puppet!

The Death God Puppet inherited Ye Xishui's first martial soul, the Blood Soul Puppet, but underwent a positive mutation and evolution, its evil attributes surpassing the original. The student has surpassed the master; Zhongli Wu is truly the one more suited to the title of Death God!

A phantom black shadow, its face obscured, appeared behind him. Zhongli Wu held a pitch-black scythe in his hand, emanating a chilling aura of evil, as if he had transformed into the Grim Reaper and was wielding the Grim Reaper's scythe!

Zhongli Wu's cultivation level was already very close to that of a Limit Douluo, second only to the three Limit Douluos and Kong Deming, who controlled the level 10 soul tool Silver Moon Divine Light Shield. With the blessing of his Martial Soul True Body, he was like a black lightning bolt. The people who came out with Ling Bai couldn't react at all, and their expressions were frozen in their initial state of fear.

A sword light, dazzling even in broad daylight, swept out with a sacred blade of light, enveloping Zhongli Wulian and his scythe in its glow.

This sword strike was not a smooth motion; Ling Bai's wrist trembled slightly as it was swung out. The Angelic Holy Sword drew a beautiful arc in the air, and its holy, fiery aura was a bone-chilling cold to Zhong Liwu!

"boom--"

The clanging of metal against metal was like a needle piercing the eardrums. The Grim Reaper's Scythe was blocked, and the torn black robe fluttered and fell. Zhongli Wu stared at the angelic holy sword that was so close to him, his pupils involuntarily focusing and shrinking.

His heart was sounding an alarm; it seemed that if he moved forward even half an inch, he would crash his throat into that sacred blade. The terrifying angelic purifying power made the Death God's puppet retreat in fear.

The golden light gradually subsided and completely disappeared into Ling Bai's body. Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, red, red, red—eight extraordinary soul rings brought an exceptionally moving visual feast. Sacred light swords rained down from the sky, unleashing the fourth soul skill, Myriad Blades of Radiance!

The six-winged angel is the natural enemy of all evil in the world. No matter how powerful the Death God Puppet is, as long as it has not reached the ultimate evil, it will be restrained by the three ultimate attributes.

The radiant light swept down, unleashing a divine rain of swords that was so vast it even interfered with other battle groups, especially several Evil Douluo, who felt as if they were being pierced by a thousand swords.

At this moment, Ning Tian also summoned the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and all six soul rings lit up at the same time, increasing strength, speed, attack, defense, and soul power. A 70% increase in all six attributes was presented as a grand gift, and the radiant light of ten thousand blades cleansed the heavens and earth!

"boom--"

The gloom that had gathered the evil spirit masters dissipated, revealing the blazing sun that represented light. The brilliant sunlight shone down on the earth, and after the dazzling brilliance, the glass-like ground seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light, refracting a magnificent radiance.

A dark cloud flashed, and Zhongli Wu clutched his chest in pain as the Grim Reaper's scythe shattered in half. Absolute suppression was no joke.

In another timeline, Huo Yuhao, a two-ringed soul master, could easily suppress Ling Luochen, a five-ringed soul master, with his Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion. Meanwhile, Ling Bai and Zhongli Wu were less than ten levels apart in soul power. The former had already condensed the first angel soul core, and behind him stood the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the number one support-type martial soul on the continent.

If Zhongli Wu tries to suppress others with his soul power, his dream is destined to be shattered.

"Damn it..."

Zhongli Wu spat out a mouthful of blood mist, suddenly noticing Ling Bai's slightly disordered soul power fluctuations. After a moment of stunned silence, a ferocious smile appeared on his face:

"Hahaha, your breathing is unsteady. Are you still recovering from your injuries?"

The angelic sword twirled in a beautiful golden flourish, but Ling Bai, too lazy to conceal it, said indifferently, "Yes, but can you kill the wounded six-winged angel?"

Although his body was almost as strong as a humanoid beast, the Death Tower controlled by Ye Xishui was much more powerful than Zhong Liwu. Ling Bai needed to rest for a few days and it was not suitable for him to fight now.

Upon hearing this, Zhongli Wu seemed to instantly regain his peak power, his aura rising like a raging dragon, his cruel eyes like those of a man-eating wolf:

"I am not good at brute force; all my soul skills are only for supporting beast spirits, which is why you were able to take advantage of me!"

"Let me show you the true power of the Holy Lord! Come out, Bone Dragon King!"

The shattered scythe transformed into a skull staff. Zhongliwu muttered incantations as the Bone Dragon King emerged from the alternate dimension, unleashing a deafening roar!

"roar--"

With a roar from the Bone Dragon King, the air rippled violently. The weaker Soul Masters were struck as if by a heavy blow, and snaking blood snakes flowed from their ears.

Jianmu Douluo sensed an unfamiliar, extreme soul power on the battlefield. Turning his head, he saw that Zhongli Wu had summoned the Bone Dragon King, a Limit Douluo-level being!

"Oh no, Xiaobai! Xiaotian!"

Jianmu Douluo's expression changed drastically. Limit Douluo had already surpassed ordinary Title Douluo. Even Ling Bai in his full state was no match for Limit Douluo, let alone one whose strength was damaged!

When his disciple was in trouble, Jianmu Douluo immediately wanted to rush down to rescue him, but the figure enveloped in silver light blocked him at the right moment, and an aged voice came from within the silver light:

"Zhou Jiren, forget about them, just stay with me!"

"Kong Deming, get out of my way!"

The vast life force was like a torrent, and the branches of the Jianmu Sacred Tree lashed fiercely at Kong Deming. However, the Silver Moon Divine Light Shield was a true level 10 soul tool, and Kong Deming relied on it to ascend to the Limit Douluo level in one fell swoop.

As a powerful figure standing at the pinnacle of Sun Moon Soul Guidance Technology and the number one person in the Sun Moon Empire, Kong Deming is definitely not someone who can break through easily.

The Sun Moon Empire has deployed all its powerful warriors, seemingly determined to achieve victory in one decisive battle. The combined forces of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, Shrek Academy, and the Star Luo Empire are still at a disadvantage.

Ning Fengyu, who had always been complacent and unassuming, unleashed his full power. Tianqing Tenghuang, amplified by the Everlasting Life Domain, single-handedly fought against the three evil Douluo, Crow, Wanhun, and Hatred. Ye Guyi barely managed to fight against Minglei Douluo by relying on the advantage of the Holy Angel Martial Soul.

Taotie Douluo Xuanlao and Qingying Douluo Songlao fought desperately to entangle Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao and Death God Douluo Ye Xishui.

Ye Xishui has a stubborn and irritable personality. The more Qingying Divine Eagle tries to dodge with its speed, the more she wants to use the Death God Tower to hit Old Song.

Long Xiaoyao was suspected of holding back, as his level 99 Dark Holy Dragon was actually evenly matched with the level 97 Gluttonous Divine Ox.

With the Bone Dragon King joining the battle, he is now virtually invincible on the battlefield!

Looking at the ashen-faced crowd, Zhongli Wu felt a sense of triumph, as if victory was within his grasp and he was on top of the world. His fifth, sixth, and eighth soul rings bloomed, and his skull staff pointed at the Bone Dragon King. Streams of beast souls entered the Bone Dragon King's body and became nourishment, causing the Bone Dragon King's aura to surge once again!

"Death row is still somewhat useful."

In that instant, Zhongli Wu suddenly felt less resentful towards Death Prison Douluo; at least Death Prison Douluo had made the Bone Dragon King incredibly perfect!

"Bone Dragon King, tear them apart!"

Zhang Lexuan, Han Ruoruo, Wu Feng, Ling Qiuxi...

Everyone did their best to stop the Bone Dragon King's advance, but how could a Limit Douluo be stopped by such an attack? The Bone Dragon King flapped its bone wings and its massive dragon body charged towards the crowd!

The Bone Dragon King pounced, its evil shadow enveloping the earth. In their dying moments, they all looked towards the one they cherished most. Then, under the watchful eyes of Ning Tian and the others, the six-winged angel rose into the air, his handsome face seemingly radiating a holy and pure light. Ling Bai sternly rebuked:

"You wicked creature, why don't you repent and follow the right path!"

"...No, you're just using your mouth!"

Wu Feng covered her face in despair. She had thought Ling Bai had some trump card, such as bringing out that purple-gold dragon again, but it turned out he was just shouting!

What, you think you can subdue the Bone Dragon King?

"joke!"

Zhongli Wu laughed wildly, laughed loudly, laughed stiffly...

Suddenly, I couldn't laugh anymore!

Because the Bone Dragon King turned its mouth around and came straight at him, it was a ball of blue and red fire, mixed with the power of gale and raging fire!

Bone Dragon King's innate soul skill: Wind and Fire Transformation!

"Bone Dragon King, you've gone mad! I am your master!"

Zhongli Wu frantically dodged the Wind and Fire Transformation, his eyes wide with disbelief as he roared in fury. The Bone Dragon King, however, paid no heed and opened his mouth to unleash another fireball!

"So you've truly converted to the right path? Is that even allowed?"

Everyone's jaws dropped to the ground. How could a six-winged angel be so perceptive?

Wu Feng glanced at Ling Bai's lips. Whether they were effective or not, he didn't know, but they were definitely kissable!

"Bone Dragon King, heed my command!"

Ling Bai's voice echoed across the sky.

"If you've strayed from the right path, you'll find a way back. I, representing the angels of justice, offer you a chance to repent and reform. Kill that evil spirit master!"

"roar--"

Upon receiving the order, the Bone Dragon King seemed to be injected with adrenaline, unleashing a barrage of fireballs and windballs at Zhongliwu. Zhongliwu darted around frantically, desperately trying to evade the once most proud Bone Dragon King!

"Why...why did the Bone Dragon King go out of control...I spent ten whole years refining it, ten whole years!"

Zhongli Wu felt as if the sky had collapsed, constantly recalling every detail of his time with the Bone Dragon King.

He simply didn't believe in such an outrageous ability as to convert someone with a single word; that wasn't just cheating, that was cheating with a cheat code!

Ling Bai must have tampered with the Bone Dragon King!

"I personally take care of the Bone Dragon King, and no outsider could possibly come into contact with him... The beast souls he devoured were also personally crafted by me... When exactly did he do this..." Zhongli Wu's brain was working at supersonic speed.

"No... wait... there's another person who came into contact with the Bone Dragon King!"

Zhongli Wu finally remembered someone, a sinner who had once gained his trust, whose whereabouts were now unknown, and whose negligence had led to the destruction of the Holy Spirit Church!

"Death Prison! Only Death Prison Douluo! He touched the Bone Dragon King!"

A chill ran through him, and his spine stiffened segment by segment. Zhongli Wu, in a trembling voice that even he himself could hardly believe, uttered an answer:

"Six-winged angel, you are the Death Prison Douluo!"

You are the Death Prison Douluo!

These words struck like a bolt from the blue, causing everyone's hearts to skip a beat. Ling Bai remained unfazed, and righteously rebuked them:

"These are heretical and wicked words!"

How audacious! What a wicked soul master! Even on your deathbed, you're still thinking of slandering others. But you've forgotten that since ancient times, the holy and the evil have been irreconcilable!

I am a six-winged angel!

"You're talking nonsense!"

Zhongli Wu was acting like a madman. Looking into Ling Bai's eyes, he saw two faces in a daze: one enjoying the praise of the world in the sunlight, and the other revealing a bloody and cruel evil smile in the shadows.

"Master, that's a six-winged angel! He's not the Deputy Master of the Death Prison! Have you forgotten that the Deputy Master once fought a six-winged angel face-to-face?"

The Netherworld Douluo couldn't help but remind him.

"He can create clones, he definitely will!"

Zhongli Wu embodies the idea that he is the only one who is sober while everyone else is drunk, eliminating all impossibilities and deeming the remaining answer, no matter how outrageous, as the correct one!

"Bone Dragon... Bone Dragon is your second martial soul, the ultimate evil martial soul!"

"The Bone Dragon King's betrayal and the Holy Church's destruction—it's all your fault!"

Zhongli Wu's frantic voice resounded through the sky. After deflecting the Star Luo Offering Shattered Star Douluo, Star Sky Douluo Ye Yulin shook his head helplessly. This Holy Spirit Cult Leader must have been unable to bear the Bone Dragon King's betrayal at the last minute and had completely gone mad.

The Six-Winged Angel is the number one sacred martial soul on the continent. Ling Bai may have a second martial soul, but how could it be the evil martial soul Bone Dragon?

Everyone knows that Death Prison Douluo is a Super Evil Douluo, while the Six-Winged Angel is a Soul Douluo; they are not a match in terms of cultivation.

It's no secret that the three powerful figures, Dragon Emperor Douluo, Death Prison Douluo, and Scorpion Tiger Douluo, attacked and killed the Six-Winged Angel; their relationship as opposing sides is extremely strong!

You're making baseless accusations that someone is the Death Prison Douluo and uses clone skills to hide their identity. You should at least provide some evidence. You can't just make things up based on your mouth!

I have absolutely no faith in the ninth-level Soul Master of the Sun Moon Empire or the Evil Douluo of the Holy Spirit Cult.

On the Shrek Academy side, the titled Douluo sneered. According to the core theory of martial souls, the six-winged angel is the number one sacred martial soul in the world. Zhongli Wuwu and Ling Bai are evil soul masters, but neither of them is as good as Wuwu Xuanlao as an evil soul master!

Jianmu Douluo and Han Ruoruo knew that Ling Bai had twin martial souls, and that his second martial soul was a spider. They wondered what the connection was between the bone dragon and the spider.

It seems there's no connection, so he's not the Death Prison Douluo!

Including Huo Yuhao, none of them believed that Ling Bai was the Death Prison Douluo, because Zhongli Wu's status was too low and he was not credible, and his speculation was too extreme.

Holy and evil twins, clone soul skill, spider transforming into bone dragon, soul power disguise, face disguise...

Ling Qiuxi kept a straight face but secretly laughed to herself. She was the only one who had seen Ling Bai in his entirety, but she had no reason to help Zhong Liwu. She could only laugh at the fact that no one in this world would believe the words of the evil soul masters!

On the Star Luo Empire's side, Xu Jiujiu used the Star Crown Martial Soul to assist in the battle, while her eyebrows furrowed slightly, showing a thoughtful yet hesitant and conflicted expression.

The consequence of being sober on his own was being mistaken for a madman. Zhong Liwu dodged the Bone Dragon King's pursuit, his bloodshot eyes scanning the expressions of everyone around him. They all shook their heads and laughed, and not a single person agreed with him!

"Bone Dragon King, send him on his way!"

Ling Bai's voice was like shattered ice!

"roar--"

The Bone Dragon King roared to the sky. It had once received the Silver Dragon King's favor and controlled both wind and fire attributes. A gale swept through and flames surged, instantly engulfing Zhongli Wu's body!

"You're all wrong, you're all wrong!"

Through the firelight, Zhongliwu stared at Ling Bai, whose smile was mocking, with eyes full of hatred, his struggling roar growing weaker and weaker.

"Sooner or later, you will see through his wolfish ambitions..."

In the last second before his consciousness faded, Zhongli Wu saw a magnificent golden sword light!

Angelic Sword!

Zhongli Wu, the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult, has fallen!

(End of this chapter)