Chapter 302: The Breath of the Angel Descends, Devastating the Holy Spirit Cult
"If you weren't evil soul masters and were instead ordinary soul masters, then I would indeed be under considerable pressure facing the Holy Spirit Cult."
"Unfortunately, with the exception of Long Xiaoyao, all of you are evil soul masters. Since that's the case, why don't you first experience my Breath of the Angel?"
"For ten thousand years, you evil soul masters have never experienced the might of the Seraphim. Today, however, I will let you experience the fear those fallen ones felt toward the Seraphim martial soul ten thousand years ago."
"Those who survive my Breath of the Angel will have the right to face me!"
Qian Daoliu paid no attention to the evil soul formations activated below or the soul tools that appeared one after another.
As he had said, if the Holy Spirit Cult consisted entirely of ordinary soul masters who had made thorough preparations, then destroying the Holy Spirit Cult would indeed be somewhat difficult.
Unfortunately, there was no "if."
The Holy Spirit Cult was composed almost entirely of evil soul masters.
Destroying them was therefore simple.
Immediately afterward, nine blood-red soul rings began revolving around Qian Daoliu.
Each of these nine blood-red soul rings bore at least seven golden patterns, while the ninth soul ring possessed nine golden patterns.
This meant that the cultivation age of Qian Daoliu's ninth soul ring was already extremely close to a million years.
After Yun Yuan became a god, Qian Daoliu had naturally obtained considerable benefits.
His soul ring configuration was merely one aspect of them.
"Nine soul rings exceeding one hundred thousand years!"
Seeing Qian Daoliu's soul ring configuration, Ye Xishui could not help but exclaim in astonishment.
Long Xiaoyao's brows furrowed tightly, clearly feeling the pressure increase dramatically.
"Ninth Soul Skill: Breath of the Angel!"
Qian Daoliu gave a low shout.
An endless surge of divine power erupted from his body.
The Angel True Body behind him radiated dazzling golden light.
Qian Daoliu's figure vanished, appearing within the heart of the Angel True Body behind him.
Then the Angel True Body slowly exhaled a breath.
In an instant, it swept across an area with a radius of ten thousand meters.
The entire Holy Spirit Cult was enveloped within the attack range of the Breath of the Angel.
The holy radiance of the angel fell upon the skin of the evil soul masters, causing their flesh to rot and burst apart in an instant.
Any low-ranked evil soul master touched by the angelic light did not even have time to scream before their bodies visibly melted and decayed.
The dark evil soul power and filthy martial soul aura were annihilated inch by inch beneath the Breath of the Angel.
Their flesh, bones, and even the evil essence rooted deep within their souls were completely purified by the angelic radiance, transforming into specks of ash that scattered into the heavens and earth.
The densely packed evil soul formations shattered one after another beneath the crushing force of the angelic light.
Horrifying cries of agony rang out across the battlefield.
In the blink of an eye, the Holy Spirit Cult members on the outer perimeter were completely wiped out.
Only Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao at the center of the battlefield remained standing.
Relying on the immense foundations of their Rank 99 Limit Douluo cultivation, they forcibly erected two barriers of soul power and stood firm beneath the overwhelming might of the angel.
Long Xiaoyao was relatively unaffected.
Although his martial soul, the Dark Holy Dragon, possessed an attribute of darkness, it was not suppressed by the light attribute of the Seraphim martial soul.
Ye Xishui, however, was different.
Her martial soul was an evil martial soul. Facing the holy light unleashed by the Seraphim martial soul at full power, the pressure upon her steadily increased.
Golden holy light continuously battered the two barriers, producing a harsh sizzling roar.
Blood-colored soul power surged violently around Ye Xishui's body.
She unleashed her Bloodlight Domain to its fullest extent, causing an endless phantom of a sea of blood to churn around her in an attempt to devour and offset the purifying power of the sacred light.
But the domineering Breath of the Angel was the natural bane of all evil and filth in the world.
The instant the phantom sea of blood came into contact with the golden light, it rapidly evaporated and receded.
The blood-colored barrier visibly grew thinner and dimmer.
Her powers of death and blood evil appeared utterly powerless before this pure angelic radiance.
"What terrifying purifying power..."
Ye Xishui's face was deathly pale, her eyes filled with disbelief and solemnity. Even her fingertips trembled slightly.
"To think there is actually a power in this world that so completely counters the essence of evil soul masters. No wonder evil soul masters were suppressed so completely ten thousand years ago that they couldn't even raise their heads, leaving behind virtually no legends."
Only now did Ye Xishui truly understand the terror of the Seraphim martial soul.
An Angel martial soul was one thing.
But a Seraphim martial soul was an entirely different matter.
The two simply could not be compared.
In this era, Angel martial souls still existed, but there were too few of their wielders. That was precisely why the Holy Spirit Cult had grown so powerful.
If there had been even a single wielder of the Seraphim martial soul, Ye Xishui estimated that the Holy Spirit Cult's rise would have become infinitely more difficult.
"Xishui, I'll help you. Don't force yourself."
Long Xiaoyao also saw Ye Xishui's predicament.
The pitch-black, ultimate darkness soul power surrounding his body surged wildly.
He fully unleashed his Dark Annihilation Domain, shielding Ye Xishui beside him.
Of everyone on the battlefield, only Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao was capable of fighting at full strength.
"Qian Daoliu, where did you come from?!"
Long Xiaoyao stared at Qian Daoliu, seated at the heart of the Angel True Body in the distance, his mind filled with confusion and disbelief.
With nine soul rings exceeding one hundred thousand years supporting it, the power of the Breath of the Angel had already approached the level of divine purification.
Why had such a terrifying powerhouse never left even the slightest trace in the soul master world?
Even Ye Xishui, an evil soul master at the Limit Douluo level, was struggling so badly to resist.
Let alone the evil soul masters below the Limit Douluo level.
Only two or three breaths had passed since Qian Daoliu unleashed the Breath of the Angel.
Every evil soul master below the Titled Douluo level had already been purified, disappearing from the world without leaving behind even the slightest trace of evil aura.
Only the Titled Douluo-level evil soul masters were still struggling desperately.
But they were fighting a losing battle and could not escape their fate of being completely purified.
"Supreme Elder, save us!"
The eight elders and twelve consecrates shouted desperately for help, their eyes filled with terror.
Even though they were all powerful Titled Douluo, they could not withstand this purifying force that was already approaching the level of divine power.
Only now did they understand why evil soul masters had been completely suppressed ten thousand years ago and never managed to rise.
Before a Seraphim soul master, all evil soul masters were nothing more than lambs awaiting slaughter.
In the present era, the Holy Spirit Cult had no idea how much power it had accumulated to reach its current level.
Yet the arrival of a single Seraphim Limit Douluo had left them on the verge of total annihilation with merely one move—the Breath of the Angel.
"Xiaoyao, let's use our trump cards."
Looking at the devastating casualties suffered by the Holy Spirit Cult, Ye Xishui could not help but blame herself.
She had underestimated Qian Daoliu.
She had underestimated Qian Daoliu's holy power far too much.
She should have taken the Holy Spirit Cult and fled from the beginning.
"Good."
Long Xiaoyao nodded.
The phantom of the Dark Holy Dragon appeared behind him, ready to erupt with power at any moment.
Ye Xishui, meanwhile, withdrew her first martial soul, the Blood Soul Demon Puppet, and began summoning the second martial soul she had never revealed before the Holy Spirit Cult, the Bright Phoenix.
The phantom of a Bright Phoenix appeared behind Ye Xishui, continuously releasing waves of light power.
The aura of the Bright Phoenix made the evil soul masters who were still desperately resisting feel increasingly uncomfortable.
"Wait... What?"
"How can the second martial soul of our Holy Spirit Cult's Supreme Elder have a light attribute?"
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