Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

Chapter 262 The Intertwining of Angels and Dragons, The Angel of Destiny (4K)

What six-winged angel is this? He's a Death Prison Douluo? It's just a fantasy of an evil soul master on his deathbed.

The result is wrong, and the process is correct, so it doesn't matter; zero points.

The Holy Spirit leader, filled with extreme regret and resentment, vanished with the wind. His final contribution to the world was the feeding of his soul power back to the six-winged angels.

Zhongli Wu's strength was mostly contained in his natal beast, the Bone Dragon King. His soul skills were mostly supportive, and the Bone Dragon King's betrayal caused his strength to plummet. If he hadn't been killed by Ling Bai, his future fate would have been even worse than Elder Xuan's; his level 98 soul power would probably have dropped to level 95.

"Master!!!"

The evil Douluos cried out in anguish.

"Wu'er!"

Ye Xishui's eyes were stained with blood. No matter how much she resented Zhongli the old ghost, she always placed high hopes on her son Zhongli Wu. Otherwise, she would not have given up the position of Holy Spirit Sect Leader to Zhongli Wu when she was still young and vigorous.

She never expected that the level 98 Super Evil Douluo, plus the Limit Bone Dragon King who had received the Silver Dragon King's blessing, two powerful figures standing at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent, would be unable to kill a mere Soul Douluo, especially one who had been injured by the Death God's Light and whose wounds had not yet healed!

Even more outrageous is that the Bone Dragon King betrayed his former master in the face of battle, relentlessly pursuing him and ultimately causing Zhongli Wu to perish with resentment!

As for Zhongli Wu's words that revealed the truth before his death, no one cared at the moment. It was just like the number one villain pointing at the chief constable of the mainland and saying, "Hey, actually he's my teammate. We're birds of a feather!"

Isn't this just a case of running out of ideas and resorting to making up stories to smear others?

The truth is destined to sink to the bottom of the sea, without causing even a ripple.

In the future, only a legend will remain, vividly told to children by storytellers on the streets:

The six-winged angel roared, "You beast, why do you still refuse to surrender?" The Bone Dragon King immediately bowed down in worship. The angel then helped end the life of the last Holy Spirit Cult Leader, restoring peace and order to the world!

The Bone Dragon King obediently knelt before Ling Bai, its ferocious dragon head pressed against the ground. Everyone's eyes twitched involuntarily as they scrutinized the master and servant, a pair whose incongruity was striking.

This scene is too shocking to their worldview; they need to process it!

"Such a good opportunity to weaken the Sun Moon Empire, aren't you going to join the war?"

Ling Bai easily climbed onto the dragon's head and looked down from above.

Upon hearing this, the ten people who came out of Qiankun Wenqing Valley immediately began to rub their hands together in anticipation. Zhang Lexuan and Han Ruoruo, who were high-level Soul Douluo with strength comparable to Title Douluo, directly approached the ninth-level Soul Master.

Huo Yuhao and the others did their best to help Shrek Academy reduce the pressure on their commander. Ning Tianwu went to support Ye Guyi. It was a bit difficult for a level 70 Holy Angel to fight against the Evil Douluo alone.

Ling Qiuxi was the only one who did not participate in the battle. She leaped onto the top of the Bone Dragon King's head, holding the Golden Dragon Spear, and stood beside Ling Bai like the most dutiful guard.

Ling Bai knew she was worried about him. Having her around was a trump card. He smiled gently, and the Bone Dragon King flapped its wings, heading straight for the direction of the Azure Emperor Douluo Ning Fengyu.

"Little Bai, I haven't spoiled you for nothing!"

With a single whip, Tianqing Tenghuang sent the crow Douluo Wuyun flying. Ning Fengyu looked at Ling Bai, who was the first person to think of her, and tears streamed down her face.

Actually, she was overthinking it. Between a level nine soul master and an evil douluo, Ling Bai would definitely kill the evil douluo first, since the evil douluo was giving back his soul power!

Ning Fengyu rarely took things seriously, and he fought against three people, all of whom were followers of the Holy Spirit Cult. Crow Douluo Wuyun was a dark attribute half-evil soul master, while Ten Thousand Souls Douluo and Abomination Douluo were pure-blooded evil soul masters.

In an era where evil spirit masters are dwindling in number, what six-winged angel could resist such temptation!

"Supreme Master, save me! Dragon Emperor, save me!"

The three Evil Douluos looked on in despair. The strongest of them, Wu Yun, was level 94, which was not even enough to withstand a slap from the Bone Dragon King!

Ning Fengyu, true to her ruthless nature, seized the opportunity to kill him while he was down. She wove the Azure Vine into a turquoise cage, restricting the movements of the three Evil Douluo and nailing the final nail into their coffins!

The Bone Dragon King opened its massive maw, and a dazzling crimson flame brewed deep within its dark throat. The scorching dragon flame swept towards the three of them as it unleashed its fiery breath!

The three Evil Douluos, unwilling to sit idly by and await their doom, fought a desperate battle, their three ninth spirit rings simultaneously radiating light. The Abomination Douluo, transformed into a fat, sticky giant, stood at the forefront, while the Dark Raven spread its wings, its feathers shooting out countless black rays. The Myriad Souls Douluo waved the Myriad Souls Banner, dark clouds gathered, and wailing spirits echoed!

As the golden light shone brightly and the angelic realm unfolded, the three's desperate struggles were instantly shattered, and their evil attributes melted away like ice and snow meeting a raging fire.

The fire dragon's breath scorched Abomination Douluo's skin until it was red and brittle, and the air was instantly filled with the aroma of cooked meat and fat. Abomination Douluo lost consciousness and fell straight down. Ning Fengyu reacted quickly, wrapping a Heavenly Azure Vine around it and sending it to Ling Bai, where the Angelic Holy Sword ended its life.

The Abomination Douluo died in battle, but his thick body of fat reduced the power of the fire dragon's breath. Wuyun and Wanhun Douluo survived, but with their strength, they could not make any progress in the Angel Realm. They were quickly caught up by the Bone Dragon King, who grabbed them with a claw.

Ling Bai didn't waste any words, and with two Evil-Repelling Slashes, he sent them to follow the great Holy Spirit Master Zhongli Wu.

"So clean..."

Looking at the three Evil Douluos who hadn't left a single trace, Ling Bai sighed in despair. The three penniless men together couldn't even scrape together a single soul bone!

Look at that Lao Wu, he's fully equipped with top-tier soul bones, and he even has more than one 100,000-year soul bone!

The legacy of the Holy Spirit Church shall be inherited by the six-winged angels of the Death Prison!

"Quick, quick, let's kill a few more, then go help the old man!"

Ning Fengyu chuckled and charged toward Ning Tianwu Fengye Guyi. If he could annihilate this group of Title Douluos, the Sun Moon Empire would not dare to wage war for the next twenty years!

Ling Bai surveyed the various battle groups and counted them off: "The Holy Spirit Cult has only three Evil Douluo left: Youming, Minglei... and Death God Douluo!"

Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao is not an evil soul master, so Ling Bai puts him last. Death God Douluo Ye Xishui is a Limit Douluo, and it will take a lot of effort to kill her. Therefore, Ling Bai prioritizes dealing with the last remaining sparks of the Holy Spirit Cult: Netherworld Douluo and Nether Thunder Douluo!

As if sensing something, the two titled Douluo turned their heads at the same time, meeting Ling Bai and the Bone Dragon King's hunting gazes. They shivered and felt like crying.

Cult Leader, oh Cult Leader, you may die, but the Bone Dragon King has really screwed us over!

"boom--"

Another battle took an unexpected turn. A pale white beam of death pierced through the body of the Azure Shadow Divine Eagle, and Elder Song, the titled Douluo of Shrek Academy's top agility-based attack system, died tragically beneath the Tower of Death!

"Six-winged angel, I'll kill you!"

Ye Xishui frantically pulled out Song Lao's soul and filled it into the Death God Tower. The soul of a level 97 Title Douluo was incredibly powerful, instantly becoming the core evil power of the Death God Tower!

"The Light of Death!"

The tip of the Death Tower shot out a beam of death light, targeting the head of the Bone Dragon King. Ye Xishui was determined to kill the two people and the dragon in one fell swoop!

With the Bone Dragon King, whom Zhongli Wu had painstakingly nurtured for half his life, under his protection, Ling Bai didn't need to risk his life like last time. Instead of killing Youming and the other two, he calmly released his eighth soul skill.

As the golden sun and black moon appeared, light and darkness merged into chaos. Within the chaos, clusters of blue wind appeared, fueling the fire and propelling it with their power. Each fiery meteor was like a cannonball being fired.

The Six-Winged Angel's Eighth Soul Skill: Chaos Returns to Nothingness!

Bone Dragon King's innate soul skill: Meteor Shower!

The three collided violently, filling the air within a hundred miles with the smell of burning, and the terrifying pressure made it hard to breathe.

The light of death, initially at its peak, gradually faded and eventually disappeared. Ye Xishui clenched her fists, abruptly turned around, and fixed her fierce gaze on the Dark Holy Dragon, who was faking its fight with the Gluttonous Divine Bull. She roared:

"Long Xiaoyao, get over here!"

Long Xiaoyao's pupils trembled, and he swung his dragon tail in a wide arc, instantly knocking Xuan Lao out of his Martial Soul True Body state. Xuan Lao rolled several times before collapsing to the ground, panting heavily.

"Xishui."

A cautious, low voice rang out from the Dark Holy Dragon's mouth: Long Xiaoyao joined the Holy Spirit Cult only for Ye Xishui. He didn't care and was very happy to see the Holy Spirit Cult's strength greatly diminished, hoping that the Holy Spirit Cult would die down to the point where only Ye Xishui remained.

At that time, Ye Xishui might give up her ambition to dominate the world and follow him into seclusion in the mountains.

Long Xiaoyao had been teasing Elder Xuan, but now that Ye Xishui had spoken, Long Xiaoyao knew he couldn't keep up the act any longer.

Ye Xishui glared at him coldly, her tone chilling: "Long Xiaoyao, the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters was destroyed, and Wu'er died at the hands of the six-winged angel."

I can disregard everything else, but blood debts must be repaid in blood. The six-winged angel cannot live today. I will use his flesh and blood and his soul to comfort the spirit of my son!

If you still love me, then you must fight to the death to stop the Bone Dragon King for me. Don't let me see your indecisiveness again!

"...I understand, Xishui."

Long Xiaoyao lowered his head, his eyes filled with a deep, almost tangible sorrow. Ye Xishui had used this move countless times over the past century, and each time she had achieved her goal.

Because of his guilt, he couldn't refuse Ye Xishui's request.

Two Limit Douluos surrounded them from the left and right. Ling Bai, with Ling Qiuxi in tow, jumped off the Bone Dragon King. The Bone Dragon King and Ling Bai were of one mind, and the two giant dragons flew into the distance to fight each other, leaving a wide space for the three of them.

"Boy, I will subject you to the torture of soul refinement day and night!"

Standing at the tip of the Death Tower, Ye Xishui, without the Bone Dragon King, didn't take Ling Bai and Ling Qiuxi seriously at all. Under various intense stimuli, her already unstable mind became even more frantic.

Her hands revealed the black robe, her palms and fingers were very white, like those of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, with dark red, hook-like nails that looked particularly terrifying. Ye Xishui rubbed her nails together, and a series of piercing, sharp sounds entered the ears of the two, constantly exerting mental pressure.

"Killing you should provide enough energy to condense a second soul core."

Ling Bai stared at Ye Xishui and Death Tower with a cold and indifferent expression, showing no fear despite losing the protection of the Bone Dragon King. The next second, he took Ling Qiuxi's warm hand, and the two bodies gently touched.

Golden specks of light floated in the sky, like angel feathers. Brilliant golden light rose, and a stirring dragon's roar and a melodious chant resounded simultaneously. Ling Qiuxi's figure faded more and more, becoming part of these specks of light, and finally fell into Ling Bai's body.

Feeling the surging power within him, Ling Bai took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale all the air in the world into his chest. His bright golden eyes burned silently, like an inextinguishable lamp in a raging storm.

Pure white stained the angel's wings, the dragon-patterned armor snapped shut with a resounding clang, and when the pure white angel's wings opened, sunlight flowed against the current toward the sky!

The clouds in the low sky swirled downwards, while Ling Bai hovered in the air, his entire body covered in a layer of white dragon-patterned armor. It lacked a metallic feel, resembling more of a crystalline gemstone. His angel wings were no longer the six golden wings, but eight pure white wings, their shape resembling the majestic wings of an ancient dragon.

His long, white hair cascaded down his back, and his rose-gold third eye on his forehead was deep and bright, as if one could see the reflection of the ultimate truth of the universe in it. His handsome face was flawless, but no suitable adjective could be found in his mind. Sacred, magnificent, mysterious and unpredictable, it always felt like something was missing.

Angels and dragons, their destinies intertwined!

Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Angel of Destiny!

The six-winged angels possess the bloodline of the three-eyed golden lion, and they are compatible; this was discovered in the Star Dou Great Forest.

After Ling Bai replaced Huo Yuhao as the Chosen One, his connection with Ling Qiuxi grew even stronger. Everything seemed to be ordained by fate; the Chosen One of humanity, the Chosen Beast of Soul Beasts, bearing the destinies of two races, merged with each other, becoming the Angel of Destiny who controls the fate of all things!

This is not a fusion of Contra and Soul Emperor, but a fusion of destiny!

Upon seeing the eight-winged, pure white angel of death, Ye Xishui was stunned for a moment. The rose-gold vertical pupil was something she had never seen before. It was as if, when she looked into its eyes, only pure light remained in the world.

"Angels...divine intervention!"

Ye Guyi's eyes shone with excited faith. With a whoosh, two pairs of wings suddenly unfolded behind her. Stimulated by the bloodline of the Angel of Destiny, the Holy Angel had grown a pair of angel wings ahead of time!

"Is this what it feels like to manipulate fate?"

Ling Bai's brilliant golden eyes turned blazing white, and he became the Child of Destiny. On the surface, he did not show any particularly obvious changes, nor did he awaken any powerful abilities.

The Three-Eyed Golden Lion possesses the Eye of Destiny, which allows it to control destiny in advance, but at the same time gives those with ulterior motives the possibility of guiding or stripping away the power of destiny.

The chosen one is completely different. Destiny resides within the chosen one, protecting the host's growth and helping them turn danger into safety in every crisis.

By merging with Ling Qiuxi and transforming into the Angel of Destiny, Ling Bai truly came into contact with the great power of fate. His rose-gold vertical pupils reflected the lines of everyone's destiny, as if he could easily determine a person's fate with a mere flick of his wrist.

The Angel of Fate gazed at Ye Xishui with its three pupils. For the first time, Death God Douluo felt insecure about the Limit Douluo's soul power and the Death God Tower. The Angel of Fate was almost a different level of power!

Ling Bai extended his right hand, and endless light gathered in his palm, revealing a white, glass-like longsword with a dragon carved into its blade and a golden dragon encircling the hilt, all lifelike.

The Sword of Destiny!

(End of this chapter)