Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 690 Incarnation of Natural Disaster
Having broken free from the paralysis of the lightning, Ye Guyi's expression grew increasingly grim.

Her sacred angel martial soul is a natural nemesis of evil creatures and evil soul masters.

As long as she kills the evil creature and purifies it, her cultivation will receive pure purifying power in return, restoring her soul power and enhancing her cultivation level. This is her greatest trump card.

However, these three liches before her seemed to truly possess the attribute of light, showing no fear whatsoever of her divine attributes.

Her proud, holy light had no effect on these undead creatures, and even after killing them, she received no feedback.

Attributes don't lie. Are these really undead creatures with the Light attribute?
Ye Guyi's fourth soul ring shone. Her wings first rose upwards, then slammed down forcefully. Instantly, layers upon layers of holy light surged outwards from her center, like a gushing spring, and hurtled towards the three-headed lich.

If those besieging her were just ordinary undead creatures, then her holy light array would surely annihilate them all.

However, these liches with the attribute of light were too difficult for her to deal with. Not only did they not give her any benefit, but after being baptized by the wave of holy light, their bones became even more crystalline.

Ye Guyi unleashed a series of powerful attacks, but her soul power could not be effectively replenished, and her complexion began to look increasingly grim.

Below the stage, Nangong Wan exclaimed sincerely, "Yes, this Cai Xukun must be the reincarnation of a holy son! A necromancer that even holy attributes cannot harm, this is simply wonderful. Congratulations to the Vice Leader."

"Alright, game time is over."

"By devouring you, the possessor of the Holy Angel Martial Soul, I can create even more undead legions that are not afraid of the Holy Light. At that time, I myself will be the true incarnation of the undead scourge!"

Chen Ping made up a story about why the undead creatures he summoned were not afraid of the power of light.

Immediately afterwards, strange runes appeared in Chen Ping's hands, eventually converging into a huge magic array in mid-air.

His casual, offhand remark sent Ye Guyi, the little angel, plummeting into an icy abyss.

Only by devouring those who possess the Holy Angel Martial Soul can one create an undead that is not afraid of holy light.

This means that before this, Chen Ping had already killed countless Soul Masters who possessed the Holy Angel Martial Soul!

Clumps of sludge dripped from the magic circle in mid-air, as if some enormous entity was trying to squeeze out of the cracks created by the magic circle.

She knew she couldn't wait any longer. For the first time, she felt a pang of regret for her rash revelation of her Holy Angel Martial Soul today.

However, the thought of regret only flashed through her mind for a moment. If it weren't for her extremely strong willpower, she wouldn't have been able to control her sacred martial soul.

With a sudden, long roar, Ye Guyi proudly raised her hand. Instantly, her right arm burst into flames, and the holy golden light emanating from her body gradually transformed into a golden-red glow.

Behind her, a huge, blazing ball of light appeared, and a pair of pure white wings unfurled behind her.

However, it can also be seen that these newly unfolded wings do not have the original tangible texture, but are formed by the condensation of light.

The sixth spirit ring, as black as ink, slowly rose from Ye Guyi's body. During the entire process of rising, its deep black gradually turned into a golden-red color that matched the light emanating from her, and then quietly merged into her.

The next moment, the holy flames burning on Ye Guyi's right arm and the light emanating from her body condensed into a giant sword ten feet long, its golden-red sword light seemingly piercing through the heavens and earth.

Suddenly, Ye Guyi moved. She took a step in the air, her body spun, and the huge lightsaber in her hand began to dance. The four angel wings behind her shone brightly, looking so magnificent and moving.

The sixth soul skill, Angel's Dance. Relying on the power of her own martial soul, she forcibly elevated herself to a state close to the true form of a seventh-ring martial soul, and the holy sword in her hand transformed into the Sun Holy Sword.

Wherever it passed, the giant sword instantly vaporized the huge clumps of rotting flesh slimes that dripped from the sky.

These slimes are undead creatures that live in the undead demiplane, feeding on the rotting flesh on the bones of dormant skeleton soldiers.

Swords, spears, and halberds are extremely ineffective against this creature, but they ignite almost instantly when exposed to extreme heat.

Below the stage, the elders of the Holy Spirit Cult, all of whom were titled Douluo-level, showed expressions of fear.

Their own evil martial spirits trembled slightly because of the girl on the stage whose cultivation was only at the Soul Emperor level.

This Holy Angel Martial Soul truly lives up to its reputation as their greatest nemesis! It's incredibly powerful.

However, just as Ye Guyi was about to unleash his final sword strike and bravely face death, the massive array in mid-air finally lit up completely.

A colossal, three-story-tall mass of rotting flesh slime descended from the sky, instantly crushing Ye Guyi and his terrifyingly hot, glowing greatsword beneath him, leaving him no chance to catch his breath.

Instant kill!

There were no dazzling skills or eye-catching maneuvers; the moment the huge, obese body crashed down, all struggles were futile and powerless.

Only then did Chen Ping slowly withdraw his hand. The giant rotting flesh slime, along with the three liches, disappeared into the air along with the gradually dimming summoning array.

Of course, along with it disappeared the Seven Star Sword stuck in the lich's body, and the Leaf Bone Robe crushed by the slime.

"Perfect materials for corpse refining, this trip was truly worthwhile."

Chen Ping sighed softly before putting away the soul-guided electromagnetic cannon he had placed on the ground and jumping off the Soul Arena.

"Clap clap clap clap"

A sudden burst of applause erupted.

Chen Ping looked in the direction the sound came from and saw that the person leading the applause was Feng Ling, the vice leader of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Those gray-blue eyes, which had a sinister feel to them, held a deep sense of admiration.

Following her, the four Holy Spirit Cult elders also clapped enthusiastically, their eyes filled with excitement.

Among all the people in the audience, only a few of them were clapping, making the situation extremely strange.

The applause also startled many people present.

Chen Ping won, securing the final victory in the Mingdu Soul Master Elite Competition. The final match was an internal battle within the Xishui Alliance.

Regardless, the Xishui Alliance will be the winner tonight, while the remaining two forces will suffer a crushing defeat and be powerless to reverse the situation!
(End of this chapter)