Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

As soon as Tianmu Cheng took over Hei's body, he noticed that he was being watched by a gaze.

He followed his senses and looked down, only to find a light blonde girl staring intently at him.

"Ye Guyi?" He was somewhat surprised, not expecting that Hei and Baiyu would encounter the angel race of this era.

However, why does this guy have a slightly different aura?
She possessed a faint divine aura, though extremely weak and even showing signs of deliberate concealment, but Tian Mucheng quickly understood the reason.

After going through Hei's memories, he finally understood—good heavens, he didn't expect Hei to be so radical.

Because Jin Tianming's mission was almost complete, it provoked him to the point that he didn't even want to maintain his pretense anymore. He planned to deal with the person in front of him directly and then return to Shrek Academy to carry out the plan.

At this moment, the "Ye Guyi" in front of them was actually Qian Renxue, whose divine consciousness was residing there.

She stared intently at the drastically changed young man before her, her apprehension growing stronger: she had intended to use Ye Guyi's body to protect the last bloodline of the angel race, but she never expected to encounter an existence at the same level as a god.

Which deity could this guy be?
As for taking action, she had some reservations: the girl beside the boy was staring at her menacingly. Perhaps she could take care of the girl in an instant, but for some reason, she had a strong premonition.
If we were to actually do that, it would definitely cause a huge problem.

"Stop trying to sort out your thoughts. Look how scared you've made her." Bai Yu reminded Tian Mucheng, who was controlling the black body, for not speaking for a long time. He also pointed to the tense girl in front of him. "The moment you put your true form on her, you scared her so much that it looks like her last bit of consciousness is about to crack."

Reminded by Bai Yu, Tian Mucheng finally came to his senses. He looked at the tense girl opposite him, whose eyes were fixed on him, and slowly said, "I never thought we would meet in this way—the loser from ten thousand years ago, the Angel God!"

"Who are you?" Qian Renxue stared intently at the boy in front of her, her heart filled with doubt.

She couldn't discern the other person's true strength at all, nor could she sense any aura from them. It was as if the person before her had suddenly become a lifeless, inanimate object, not existing in this space at all.

“Me?” Tian Mucheng stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then said with a hint of sarcasm, “Loser, you don’t seem to be qualified to know.”

It's just an outdated product that was eliminated by the times ten thousand years ago!

"Don't underestimate me, you scoundrel!"

Qian Renxue was completely enraged. She gripped the holy sword in her hand and immediately slashed at Tian Mucheng.

Just then, a long spear suddenly entered her field of vision, easily blocking the holy sword and then sending her flying.

The person holding the gun was Bai Yu, who looked at Qian Renxue with a grin: "You've already broken through her defenses?"

"Is my master wrong? A product of the old era—no, he should be called a piece of trash from the old era! Those old guys in the Spirit Hall pinned all their hopes on you, and what did you do? You just sent the Spirit Hall to its demise, didn't you?"

Bai Yu despised Qian Renxue for this: she clearly had the strength to defeat Tang San, but she deliberately gave him enough time to develop, watching Tang San break through to godhood, and even allowing those people in the God Realm to find an opportunity to give Tang San a back door.

If Tang San had been killed before he became a god, even if Poseidon regretted it, he wouldn't have dared to open a back door to revive him—after all, "not yet a god" and "already a god" are two completely different things.

Qian Renxue fell silent, but quickly retorted defiantly, "You don't understand anything!"

"Ah, right, right, right!" Bai Yu brandished his black dragon spear and charged forward. "A brainless woman like you won't listen to anything I say, that's why I said you're a piece of trash from the old era!"

Qian Renxue immediately raised her sword to block, but was still sent flying dozens of meters away by Bai Yu's spear. She was filled with shock: "How can this girl be so strong? It's not like an ordinary person could possess such strength!"

Bai Yu wouldn't give Qian Renxue a chance to think. He thrust his spear forward again, aiming straight for Qian Renxue's vitals.

In the distance, Tianmu Cheng stood quietly, analyzing the fluctuations of divine sense on Qian Renxue's body, muttering to himself, "This divine sense is too weak, it doesn't even have basic reference value."

Logically, Qian Renxue should have had the upper hand, but the body she was inhabiting was too weak, and what she was facing was not a human but an avatar created by a dragon soul, so she was beaten without any power to fight back and could only passively defend.

What alarmed her even more was that her power of light could not dispel the darkness emanating from Bai Yu—a darkness that was like an endless abyss, threatening to devour everything in the world!

Qian Renxue unleashed all the light and divine power within her body, finally managing to create some distance between herself and Bai Yu in a short time, gaining a brief respite.

Her mind was frantically analyzing the current situation: she had thought that by controlling Ye Guyi, who possessed angelic blood, she could escape smoothly, but now it seemed that things were far more difficult than she had imagined.

The white-haired girl in front of her had already driven her into a corner, and in the distance, there was another being possessed by a god, who was also watching her with predatory eyes.

"Well, have you figured out a way to break this deadlock?" Bai Yu brandished her spear, though she was deliberately keeping Qian Renxue at a distance.

Firstly, it was fun to see what tricks this former god could pull; secondly, it was to give Tianmu Cheng, who was in the distance, more time to analyze the opponent's strength.

"Who are you?"

Qian Renxue finally calmed down and asked.

She realized that she had indeed been a bit reckless just now.

"What, are you willing to talk properly now?" Bai Yu didn't bother to answer, gripped his spear tightly again, and charged forward. "Don't die too soon. I hope you can offer more value to Him."

Under Qian Renxue's watchful gaze, countless dark energies converged from all around onto the dragon spear in Bai Yu's hand.

Feeling the dark power that seemed capable of devouring everything, Qian Renxue felt a chill in her heart—the girl in front of her no longer seemed to be a "girl," but an evil god who wanted to completely annihilate her!
Her consciousness instinctively feared, and a thought screamed wildly in her mind: I must run! If I don't run now, this girl will definitely kill me with a single shot!

Bai Yu had already unleashed her killing move, and the surrounding environment was instantly shrouded in darkness. The spear in her hand shot out like an arrow, piercing straight for Ye Guyi's sternum.

"Angelic Radiance!"

At this moment, Qian Renxue no longer concealed her strength.

If we don't take countermeasures against Bai Yu's terrifying killing move, we will surely be doomed!

The Holy Angel Martial Soul instantly possessed Ye Guyi, who at this moment seemed like a true angel descending, radiating a dazzling light—a light that seemed to exist to dispel this darkness, becoming the only light in the darkness!
Two completely different and powerful forces collided instantly, and the surrounding space began to distort violently under the impact of the explosive force...

At this moment, Tianmu Cheng, who was controlling the black body, couldn't help but raise his head and look up at the sky, muttering to himself, "Are you looking over here?"

...(End of chapter)