Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect

"I urge you all to send the power of your thoughts and prayers to the battlefield!"

The staff in charge of broadcasting in the logistics department did not question Ye Nanxiao's backup plan; their hands moved swiftly across the control panel.

In a world where God exists, this action will not be questioned, nor will it be treated as a joke.

At the entrance of each Aodu Chamber of Commerce building stands a huge angel statue for passersby to admire.

The story of the Holy Angels' entire family's unwavering loyalty to the Douluo World had already begun when the Alliance was established.

With Ye Nanxiao's undisguised encouragement, even three-year-olds in cities of all sizes knew the name of the Holy Angel martial spirit.

At first, the alliance thought that the leader's actions were simply to give the Holy Angel a gift, or to win over the Holy Angel's descendants to the alliance for cooperative benefits.

But only today have the alliance members learned that the Holy Angel is the power that utterly severed the Abyss World! The power that caused the Abyss World to bleed completely!
The Holy Angel, a special martial soul, is one that can become stronger by accepting the faith of the people!

Watching the Angel Douluo on the Soul Guidance screen, constantly slaying abyssal creatures and showering holy light to save Alliance soldiers, the audience felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer.

"Ah! That's my son!"

An old woman stared at the Soul Guidance Screen, witnessing Angel Douluo sever the arms of an Abyss Demon Ape and save a blood-soaked Alliance soldier. The latter's helmet was shattered, revealing a young, blood-stained, but resolute face.

Against the backdrop of blood, his resolute gaze burned like a flame.

The old woman recognized the young soldier as her own son!

But the old woman only gasped once, then covered her mouth tightly, her eyes filled with glistening tears, staring intently at the soul guidance screen.

The people around thought the old woman had suffered a severe shock, and they all came forward to comfort her.

"Don't be afraid, Auntie! Angel Douluo will definitely save your son! The powerful figures in the Alliance are all famous throughout the world!"

Such comforting words kept echoing in the old woman's ears.

However, the old woman simply shook her head slightly, tears welling up in her cloudy old eyes and streaming down her face marked by the passage of time.

"I will not deliberately pray for the angels to spare their power to save my son! The situation is constantly changing!"

"My son fought for the Alliance, fought for the world, fought for the lights of every home. Even if he sacrificed himself, it would be an honor to protect our country!"

"I only wish my son to be brave! To slay the invading monsters! I will have no regrets! My son will have no regrets!"

The powerful words fell, and even though the old woman trembled with grief, the determination in her eyes remained undiminished.

Everyone was moved by the old woman's words, which were full of righteousness and deep emotion, and a surge of passion welled up in their hearts.

"My angel! We are praying with all our might!"

"I'll do anything I can! I'll go help lift the metal and load it onto the truck right now!"

"My son, be brave! Follow the angels and fight the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"

A series of devout prayers resounded from the depths of the crowd's hearts, transforming into invisible forces of faith that gathered in the air and flew northward.

On the battlefield.

"Did you hear that, Bone Robe? That voice that resounds throughout the world, yet only you can hear it more clearly."

"I heard it, I heard it all!"

The sword-wielding figure behind Ye Guyi continued to be summoned as her faith surged.

Originally, she could only summon dozens of inherited figures, but now she can summon hundreds!

A series of sword-wielding figures hovered behind Ye Guyi, their blades gleaming and radiating sword intent, as if they were ready to charge into battle.

These lights and shadows are not merely phantoms of soul power, but rather the unwavering will left behind by our ancestors, deeply hidden within the bloodline of the holy angels!
And the regrets of every generation of Holy Angel Martial Soul owners.

Ye Guyi brandished his holy sword, his angelic wings behind him covered in holy light, and with each flap, a rain of swords burst forth.

Layer upon layer of holy light slashing wheels and holy fire spears continuously condensed, bombarding groups of abyssal creatures.

Under the holy light, evil spirits have nowhere to hide.

"Protect the holy angel!"

Upon receiving the order, several veteran Title Douluos immediately transformed into streaks of light and shadow, quickly dealing with the sneak attacks aimed at Ye Guyi.

Xuanji Douluo directly used the Xuanji Umbrella to create a huge energy vortex, which burst out with strong suction force, drawing in more than tens of thousands of attacks and using skillful force to deflect them back to the abyss creatures.

Scorpion Tiger Douluo and Crow Douluo took a more direct approach, transforming into their Martial Soul True Forms and using their massive bodies to block a one-sided attack.

Everything was for the sake of cover; the combat power capable of completely annihilating the abyssal creatures was the core force that was crucial to influencing the course of the battle.

Ye Guyi gritted her teeth, driving the pure energy continuously transmitted from the Holy Sword, ignoring the intense throbbing pain from her stretched meridians.

Prayers rang in her ears, transforming into a warm current that merged into the angel wings behind her.

Pure light elements surged forth and merged into the angel's wings.

The strong lingering thoughts and regrets of the ancestors, in the sublimation of bloodline, the regrets were left behind and fell into Ye Guyi's angel wings, while the remaining pure sword intent transformed into a sword shadow that floated behind Ye Guyi!
As the sword shadow coalesced, Ye Guyi seemed to see the ancestors of the holy angels appearing before her. They smiled at Ye Guyi, nodded gently, and their lips moved as if they were saying something.

The golden light in Ye Guyi's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and the wisp of Ye Nanxiao's consciousness remaining in her body knew that the time was ripe, and gently pushed it forward.

"Bone Robe, it's time."

Upon hearing this, Ye Guyi's gaze swept over the illusory figures of her ancestors, and she followed them as they recited the path that generation after generation of holy angels had sacrificed their lives to retrieve bit by bit.

"My light shines on the darkest night!"

"We vow to uphold the eternal light! May its brilliance shine for a thousand autumns!"

"Demons and monsters! There's nowhere to hide!"

"Slay evil! Exterminate demons!"

A dazzling holy light illuminated the ruins shrouded in dark clouds. In response to the prayers, countless figures of inherited light raised their swords, their radiance converging and settling in Ye Guyi's hand.

"My predecessors! Please lend me a hand!"

Ye Guyi let out a delicate shout, and the holy light projected by the inherited light and shadow merged with her, as if she could hear the wishes of her ancestors.

The lingering regrets and resentments within the bloodline of the holy angels fluttered away, laughing as they drew their holy swords.

Ye Guyi seemed to hear a voice.

"Child, do not be afraid, grasp the holy sword tightly, and follow me to kill the enemy!"

Amidst the blazing holy flames, Ye Guyi drew out the second holy sword.

Ye Nanxiao felt the power of faith within Ye Guyi's body, and that ball of flame had now turned into a raging fire!
"it's time."

A crystal-clear ice flower petal drifted down from the frozen flower and imprinted itself on the silver mark on Ye Nanxiao's forehead before instantly teleporting away.

"Bone Robe, the angelic divine position shattered ten thousand years ago, turning into starlight that scattered across the world, but the divine position itself was not annihilated. This is our opportunity."

"With the divine position shattered, the largest fragment must have remained within the body of Qian Renxue, the ancestor of the Holy Angel. Today, with the help of the bloodline inherited from the Martial Soul, we will use the fire of faith to reawaken the shattered and dormant fragment of the divine position!"

"And repair it with the power of faith!"

A wisp of Ye Nanxiao's spiritual power guided Ye Guyi to harness the power of faith within her body.

A halo of light condensed and appeared behind her head.

"By my divine position as the Ice God, I lend you my divine power to help you awaken the fragments of the Angel Godhood hidden within your bloodline."

As soon as he finished speaking, the petals of the frozen flower flew out and landed on Ye Guyi's forehead.

In an instant, the holy light emanating from Ye Guyi became even more dazzling, turning the entire gloomy sky into a golden sea of ​​stars!

The abyssal creatures were bathed in holy light, and the power that restrained them fell on them as if they were hit with a layer of gasoline bomb, burning everything about them wildly!
"Stop that human at all costs!

The Spirit Emperor roared as it issued the command. It looked at the golden sky, and the power within its body was being strongly suppressed!
Without a doubt, this force will destroy the creatures of the abyss!

We must stop this at all costs!
A large number of abyssal creatures began to turn their heads, casting their fierce gazes upon Ye Guyi.

Emperor Hua also looked at Ye Guyi, his body constantly spewing out "flesh clumps" that transformed into replicas of the Abyss Emperors.

The continuous splitting did not reduce the power of the Transformation Emperor; on the contrary, it helped to increase its power level!
This is the advantage that allows Emperor Hua to establish himself in the Abyss World, his greatest trump card.

Energy expands, transforming external things for one's own use and discarding one's own dross to make a sharp blade.

Those Abyss Emperors that were replicated were merely the Transformation Emperors taking the opportunity to shed the uncontrollable "dross" energy within their bodies.

The Abyss World devours the Planetary World, and the Emperor Hua, as the conquering Abyss Emperor, naturally received many rewards and benefits.

However, it still requires a cost to truly control the rewards.

The perfect price to pay is the current situation, using the Abyss Saint King's hand to drive one's own evolution.

"Hahaha! Emperors! Go now!"

One after another, replicas of the Abyss Emperors burst forth with destructive energy, utterly disregarding the fact that their energy explosion would kill the surrounding abyssal creatures.

The Bee Emperor merely glanced at Ye Guyi before continuing to weave and create the Abyss Destruction Bee.

Strengthening one's own power is the most important thing; leave the rest to the other Abyss Emperors.

They didn't think at all that the Abyss World would lose to the Douluo World.

This is the mentality of a predator.

They even subconsciously believed that if the Abyss World lost, they could simply change direction and devour other planetary worlds.

As for being hunted down?

The Abyss is a world of wandering, where you eat wherever you go.

Other planetary worlds do not possess the characteristic of the Abyss world, which allows them to replenish themselves by eating as they go.

"Stop the abyssal creatures!"

"All of you, charge! Buy time for Angel Douluo and the Emperor Beast!"

Apart from the garrison of the Frost Great Wall, the rest of the army below the city quickly began to regroup with the help of various titled Douluo and Super Douluo.

A large number of soul-guided bombs and fixed-position soul-guided artillery shells bombarded the area.

The pillar of holy light trembled slightly, and in the next moment, a seven-colored light seemed to gradually appear within it.

Ye Guyi ignored the changes in the Pillar of Holy Light.

In her eyes, there is only the slaying of evil and the elimination of demons!

Streams of pure energy flowed through the two holy swords that slay evil and vanquish demons, transforming and merging into Ye Guyi's body.

"The power of the Bone Armor sword lies not in the sharpness of its blade, but in its ability to change the situation..."

Ye Guyi's eyes were bright, his killing intent clear. He unleashed a sword aura that stretched for thousands of meters, aiming straight for the heads of tens of thousands of abyssal creatures!

"With holy light as our guide, we will burn away all evil!"

Ye Nanxiao quietly felt the flame of faith emanating from Ye Guyi.

When the fragmented angelic god, which was no different from a broken stone, was re-formed within the flames of bloodline, a terrifying thunderclap shook the heavens!

Ye Nanxiao knew that the best moment had arrived.

But at the same time, the most difficult moment also arrived.

Under the very nose of the Asura God, the angelic throne was repaired and restored! (End of Chapter)