Douluo Continent: The Eternal Dawn

Chapter 142 Not the God of Light, but an Angel!
The sight of this near-Title Douluo level evil soul master immediately made Zhang Lexuan's expression turn serious. In the past hundred years, there had never been such a powerful evil soul master appearing in the world. Just as Elder Mu had predicted, they had indeed become a force to be reckoned with.

While cultivation is relatively easy for evil soul masters in the early stages, leading to rapid advancement, breaking through to the Title Douluo realm becomes extremely difficult in the later stages. It's almost comparable to the difficulty of an ordinary soul master breaking through the Super Douluo bottleneck.

Therefore, evil soul masters who can reach the Title Douluo level are undoubtedly the best among evil soul masters. Moreover, evil soul masters of this level must have blood on their hands, having harmed countless innocent lives to improve their cultivation.

Upon closer examination, it's chilling to think that without a powerful organization providing cover, how could they have remained hidden until now?

Just as everyone was shocked by the powerful cultivation of this evil soul master, Ye Xixuan, who had awakened his memories of his past life, had already recognized his identity through that special martial soul.

The entire banner, from its pole to its brim, was black, with countless purplish-black vengeful spirits flickering on its surface. This was none other than the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, one of the most powerful evil martial spirits, capable of devouring and containing tens of thousands of vengeful spirits.

During battle, simply unleashing the vengeful spirits within allows for a wide-ranging attack. Furthermore, any creature corrupted by these spirits, regardless of species, will quickly become a vessel for the spirits, transforming into an undead army.

With the cultivation level of this Ten Thousand Souls Douluo, if he so desired, he could easily slaughter all the civilians in a city like Donghai City, with a population of over a million, in less than three days. If the Ten Thousand Souls Banner could evolve to its ultimate form, it might even possess the power to rival a god.

His purpose in going out to sea to hunt sea spirit beasts was to seek an opportunity to break through to the Title Douluo level.

The Holy Spirit Cult is currently in a dormant phase. Wan Hun Douluo, being a high-ranking member of the cult, and further constrained by the prohibition imposed by the cult leader Zhongli, has been acting with unusual discretion. This stands in stark contrast to the arrogant and flamboyant Death Messenger of the Mingdou Mountains.

In fact, that Death Messenger wasn't even a peripheral member of the Holy Spirit Cult. He only learned of the Holy Spirit Cult's existence by chance after having contact with a powerful evil spirit master within the Sun Moon Empire.

The Holy Spirit Cult's evil soul master who contacted the Grim Reaper was merely using the Grim Reaper as a front to attract the attention of the Shrek Academy's oversight team, thus facilitating the Holy Spirit Cult's infiltration plan. In short, he was a dispensable pawn.

The Myriad Souls Banner in the hands of the Myriad Souls Douluo fluttered in the wind. With his wave, a mournful howl swept out with countless yin winds, completely extinguishing Ma Xiaotao's Phoenix Meteor Shower.

His face was extremely gloomy, and his chilling voice contained a strong killing intent.

"You are from the Shrek Academy Inspection Team?!" Everyone had put on Shrek Academy Inspection Team masks before setting off, and combined with Ma Xiaotao's powerful cultivation and strength, Wan Hun Douluo quickly made the judgment.

He didn't want to cause trouble on this trip, but since the Shrek Academy people had come to him, he had no choice but to kill them to silence them for the sake of the leader's plan.

"My Myriad Souls Banner is just lacking some powerful vengeful spirits as its main souls. I'll take you all in and let you all reunite neatly within my Myriad Souls Banner." The Myriad Souls Douluo chuckled hoarsely, and countless dark purple vengeful spirits emerged from the eerie winds surrounding his body.

Of these vengeful spirits, about one-third were human, all with grotesque and twisted faces, emitting sounds like the wailing of ghosts and wolves. The remaining two-thirds included land-based spirit beasts, but the majority were sea-based spirit beasts. Compared to human vengeful spirits, the spirit beast vengeful spirits gave off a much more ferocious and insane feeling.

Seeing so many innocent civilians being refined into vengeful spirits by the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo, Ma Xiaotao's anger was almost uncontrollable. She gave a cold snort with an icy expression, and with the help of the phoenix wings behind her, she instantly rose into the air.

"So what if you're an eight-ring Soul Master?! You really think I'm afraid of you?! You evil Soul Masters hiding in the dark corners of the continent will never see the light of day!"

Blazing golden-red flames rose from her wings, the terrifying heat distorting the surrounding space. Any vengeful spirits that came into contact with the phoenix flames on Ma Xiaotao's body were instantly burned into nothingness.

Upon seeing this, the pupils of the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo contracted involuntarily.

Although a fire-attribute soul master like Ma Xiaotao wasn't as effective against him as a light-attribute soul master, the power of her phoenix flames far exceeded his expectations. He was heartbroken at the sudden loss of so many vengeful spirits.

However, what truly annoyed Wan Hun Douluo was Ma Xiaotao's earlier remark. "What Soul Douluo? I'm only one suitable soul ring away from officially advancing to the Title Douluo realm! What an ignorant brat! She's courting death!"
Just as Ma Xiaotao ascended into the air, a silver moon suddenly hung high in the sky, and then instantly transformed into a full moon.

A flash of light appeared on the full moon, and a silver beam as thick as a water vat shot down instantly, heading straight for Wan Hun Douluo. But this was only the beginning. This sudden slash of silver moonlight across the night sky seemed like a harbinger of the true start of the attack. One beam after another, like soul-guided rays erupting from a soul-guided device, followed closely behind, all locking onto Wan Hun Douluo.

Wan Hun Douluo's expression changed drastically as he finally noticed Zhang Lexuan's presence in the night sky, his gaze fixed on the terrifying eight spirit rings surrounding her. Zhang Lexuan's first seven spirit rings were exactly the same as Ma Xiaotao's, except for the eighth ring, a dazzling blood-red one that was incredibly eye-catching in the moonlight.

"A 100,000-year spirit ring?!" Compared to Ma Xiaotao, who had a seven-ring cultivation, Zhang Lexuan was clearly the leader of this team, an eight-ring Soul Douluo with a 100,000-year spirit ring!

The expression on Wanhun Douluo's face immediately turned extremely solemn, and the third soul ring on the Wanhun Banner in his hand shone brightly. The Wanhun Banner itself suddenly enlarged tenfold, sweeping towards the dense silver moonlight filling the sky, and he began to curse his bad luck in his heart.

This woman's spirit ring configuration is much stronger than his, yet she still resorted to a sneak attack. She is indeed overly rational and cautious!
The enlarged Banner of Ten Thousand Souls was exceptionally resilient; when the silver moonlight was caught, it seemed as if ten thousand souls were devouring them. A dazzling silver halo filled the air, but was kept out by the massive, dark Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

Wherever Zhang Lexuan's silver beams of light passed, the surrounding vengeful spirits were instantly obliterated and dissolved, and even the eerie yin energy in the air was swept away.

Wan Hun Douluo gritted his teeth in pain; these vengeful spirits were the source of his power. However, he was currently being suppressed by Zhang Lexuan's attacks and had the upper hand, so he could only try his best to protect himself.

After this outburst, Zhang Lexuan finally entered a brief period of respite.

Seizing this opening, the Soul Douluo roared and, without hesitation, consumed a large amount of vengeful spirits to forcefully engulf the silver halo on the Soul Banner. A series of violent booming sounds emanated from the Soul Banner, and the black surface of the banner shimmered with alternating silver light. His aura was clearly weakened, indicating he had suffered a significant loss.

Evil Soul Masters can indeed counter most Martial Souls, but their strength lies more in their unpredictability; their direct burst of power is not as effective as that of a traditional Soul Master like Zhang Lexuan with profound foundations.

After calming down, Wanhun Doulu immediately launched a counterattack. He controlled all the vengeful spirits within the Wanhun Banner to swarm out, some of them entangled Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao in the air, while others surrounded Ye Xixuan and the others who were by the bay.

At a time like this, he naturally couldn't care less about the loss of vengeful spirits. Vengeful spirits could be replenished after being destroyed, but once a life was lost, there was no chance for regret.

At the same time, the Soul Douluo raised the Soul Banner high in his hand with a ferocious expression. His sixth soul ring shone brightly, and his originally black Soul Banner emitted a blue light like ripples on water, making the entire Soul Banner appear as a deep blue.

Twelve blue vengeful spirits flew out from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner one after another. Ordinary vengeful spirits are just composed of resentment and their original appearance is not visible, but these twelve vengeful spirits have clear shapes and are clearly powerful sea spirit beasts.

Just as Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao broke through the blockade of ordinary vengeful spirits, these twelve sea spirit beast vengeful spirits quickly rushed towards them. These sea spirit beast vengeful spirits had different forms, and their entire bodies were shrouded in a dense blue halo, except that red soul fire flickered in their eye sockets.

One of them was a gigantic shark over ten meters long, its mouth filled with ferocious teeth, and its streamlined body branded with strange silver demonic patterns. It was the vengeful spirit of the ten-thousand-year-old demonic great white shark. It moved with incredible speed, rushing towards Zhang Lexuan in a flash of silver light, and opened its huge mouth to tear at her.

A resounding phoenix cry pierced the sky as Ma Xiaotao swooped down, her fiery wings slightly folded. Her feet slammed heavily into the head of the Demon Soul Great White Shark Wraith, causing it to falter. Immediately afterward, two fiery vortexes erupted powerfully from beneath her feet, instantly expanding into a raging sea of ​​fire.

Not only did it repel the Demon Soul Great White Shark Wraith, it also temporarily prevented the other eleven Sea Soul Beast Wraiths from getting close.

"Senior Sister, let's join forces to deal with him!" Ma Xiaotao stretched her body gracefully in the golden-red sea of ​​fire, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, her eyes blazing with a fiery and bright light, the pride of the king of birds.

Her Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul is inherently the nemesis of sea spirit beasts, not only because flying-type martial souls are effective against sea spirit beasts, but also because of the suppression from their attributes.

Looking at Ma Xiaotao standing in front of her, Zhang Lexuan's face also showed a charming smile. Ma Xiaotao's personality was a bit fiery, but she was indeed becoming more and more reliable.

Passing over Ma Xiaotao and facing off against the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo in the distance, Zhang Lexuan calmly gave orders to Ye Xixuan and the others below.

"Leave this evil spirit master to me and Xiaotao. You two deal with those vengeful spirits and be careful to protect yourselves."

"Yes, Senior Sister." As soon as Zhang Lexuan finished speaking, the vengeful spirits controlled by Wan Hun Douluo swept in from all directions. The remaining five members of the main team and the four reserve team members led by Ye Xixuan tacitly formed a defensive formation.

This demonstrates how well the team has worked together over the past two weeks.

With Ling Luochen, a control-type battle spirit master, at the core, the formation expanded outwards.

Chen Zifeng, with the highest soul power cultivation and being a powerful offensive soul master, rightfully stood at the forefront of the team. He pointed forward with his right index and middle fingers together, and a blood-red light suddenly appeared. The blood-red soul power released from his body was drawn in and instantly merged into that blood-red light.

It was a thin, blood-red sword, about three feet six inches long and only an inch wide. The slender blade had no hilt, but instead three blood grooves.

This was Chen Zifeng's martial spirit, the Soul-Chasing Sword. The Soul-Chasing Sword, hovering in the air, paused for only a moment before streaking towards the countless vengeful spirits lunging at it like a crimson rainbow. The air seemed to be sliced ​​open with lines of blood, exuding a thick, pungent stench of blood.

Meanwhile, most of the vengeful spirits silently vanished amidst the crisscrossing blood lines, demonstrating the formidable individual strength of the inner court disciples.

Yao Haoxuan remained transformed into a giant green figure, guarding Ling Luochen's side, forming a protective circle around him with Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi. Their duty was to protect Ling Luochen, a control-type battle spirit master. At the same time, Xi Xi moved, her body crackling with electricity, harvesting the vengeful spirits Chen Zifeng had missed. Her speed was so great that her figure was impossible to track; only bright yellow, twisting arcs of electricity could be seen dancing in the air.

However, the most eye-catching figures were the three figures suspended in the air.

Ye Xixuan and Tang Wutong were also guarding Gongyang Mo in the center, and a pair of wings appeared behind each of the three of them.

Gongyang Mo's magnificent wings were in no way inferior to Tang Wutong's wings of the Goddess of Light, while Ye Xixuan's dark and deep wings of fallen beauty were much more understated and low-key.

With a flap of his wings, halos quietly spread out from Gongyang Mo, enveloping everyone and giving each person several more halos above their heads.

Ye Xixuan silently felt the amplification effect of Gongyang Mo's soul skill. Regardless of Gongyang Mo's personal quirks, the amplification effect of his Rainbow Dragon Martial Soul was indeed powerful.

Gongyang Mo used three soul skills at this moment: the first soul skill, Crimson Power; the second soul skill, Orange Soul; and the third soul skill, Yellow Speed. Except for the second soul skill, Orange Soul, which was used to assist in restoring soul power, the amplification effect of the other two soul skills reached 60%.

This is an extremely terrifying increase, almost equivalent to directly raising everyone's cultivation level by one rank.

The group found dealing with these ordinary vengeful spirits relatively easy. These spirits weren't particularly powerful; their strength lay mainly in their sheer number.

Ye Xixuan was the most proactive, wielding a dark demonic sword crackling with black and purple lightning. Each swing of his sword slashed out like harvesting wheat, slaying a large number of vengeful spirits. And nourished by the evil energy of the vengeful spirits, the age of the four spirit rings around him was increasing at an astonishing rate.

The vengeful spirits of the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo were excellent nourishment for him, especially when slaying the vengeful spirits of soul beasts. In the end, he simply chose to kill the vengeful spirits of soul beasts. After locking onto his target again, he flashed in front of Tang Wutong and dealt with another vengeful spirit of soul beasts whose aura was significantly stronger.

Tang Wutong lowered the magnificent and dazzling Goddess of Light sword in her hand, slightly raised her chin, and said with a sweet smile, "I can handle this, you don't need to protect me."

"I'm telling you not to steal my target." Ye Xixuan's eyes were only on the highly nourishing soul beast vengeful spirits, and he said very frankly.

Tang Wutong wasn't annoyed. She fluttered her butterfly wings and came to Ye Xixuan's side, pouting arrogantly.

"Isn't me your target?"

"Can you please stop saying such embarrassing things?" Ye Xixuan rolled her eyes speechlessly, almost fainting from anger at the love-struck Princess Tang.

Tang Wutong chuckled and took Ye Xixuan's hand. "Isn't what I said just the truth? What's there to be embarrassed about?"

The two floated side by side in the air, holding hands, each holding a longsword with completely opposite attributes in their other hand. They really looked like a match made in heaven.

Gongyang Mo, standing behind him, couldn't help but tease with a hint of helplessness, "Junior Ye, Junior Tang, shouldn't you consider the occasion when you're being affectionate? Your senior still needs your protection."

"You go protect Senior Gongyang, I'll act alone for a while." Ye Xixuan pulled out his left hand and said to Tang Wutong in a firm tone.

The more forceful Ye Xixuan's attitude was, the more compliant Tang Wutong became, and she obediently responded.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Afterwards, Ye Xixuan began to wander around the battlefield. As he killed more and more soul beasts and vengeful spirits, his first two purple thousand-year soul rings even began to turn into a deep black.

As everyone gradually realized Ye Xixuan's intentions, they all tacitly cooperated with him.

Tang Wutong returned to Gongyang Mo's side with a smile and asked coquettishly, "Senior Gongyang, do you also think that Ye Xixuan and I are a good match?"

"Yes, senior has always had high hopes for you guys." Gongyang Mo smiled slightly, his gentle demeanor like a spring breeze. If it weren't for his peculiar hobby, his appearance and image would definitely be among the best in the crowd.

Tang Wutong's smile deepened, and her goodwill towards Gongyang Mo increased significantly.

But in the next instant, Ling Luochen's cold gaze fell on Gongyang Mo, causing the smile on Gongyang Mo's face to freeze instantly.

It wasn't that he was fickle; it's just that Ling Luochen was too disappointing. Such a perfect start had led him to his current marginalized status—even a dog would shake its head in dismay.

Whether it was Ye Xixuan's imagination or not, he noticed that Ling Luochen, who had initially been holding back, was becoming increasingly violent, to the point that he was almost turning into Ma Xiaotao.

In this short period of time, the battle between Zhang Lexuan, Ma Xiaotao and Wanhun Douluo in the sky also entered a critical stage.

The Soul Douluo hadn't yet acquired his ninth soul ring. He possessed level 90 soul power, but lacked the suppressive power expected of a Title Douluo-level expert. Moreover, his type of evil soul master excelled in group battles. Although the twelve sea soul beast vengeful spirits he summoned temporarily entangled Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao, they couldn't defeat them in the short term.

With this in mind, the Soul Douluo no longer hesitated. His seventh soul ring shone, and his body suddenly became illusory.

With a sudden downward slash of his right hand, the Myriad Souls Banner instantly fell to the ground, then swelled again in the wind. He himself transformed into a ball of intense red light, actively merging into the Myriad Souls Banner.

A strange blood-red pattern appeared on the originally black flag, which looked somewhat like the face of the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo, but was much more ferocious.

The real body of Wanhun!

This is the seventh soul skill of the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo. He transformed himself into a vengeful spirit, voluntarily becoming the main soul within the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. And what is activated in conjunction with the Ten Thousand Souls True Body is his eighth soul skill, the Ten Thousand Souls Domain.

A low, mournful wail arose, a chilling wind swept through the sky, and the entire desolate island was plunged into complete darkness. The eerie atmosphere was mingled with the shrill cries of countless vengeful spirits, echoing endlessly in the surroundings.

The twelve sea spirit beast vengeful spirits that had been binding Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao suddenly tripled in size. Not only these twelve sea spirit beast vengeful spirits, but the auras of the other ordinary vengeful spirits also surged instantly.

Even without Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao's reminders, the people below felt immense pressure.

field? !
Soul Masters possessing domain-type Soul Skills are extremely rare, and the Myriad Souls Douluo truly lives up to his reputation as an evil Soul Master capable of cultivating to the Title Douluo level. His Myriad Souls Domain in his Martial Soul True Body state primarily serves to amplify the power of his vengeful spirits, with the Myriad Souls Banner acting as the array's core.

Once trapped in this realm of ten thousand souls, one can no longer see anything, and all five senses are completely stripped away.

Although Ye Xixuan's martial soul ability could greatly restrain evil soul masters, he didn't think he could deal with an evil soul master at the quasi-title Douluo level. And since Elder Xuan hadn't made a move yet, he was really unsure of himself.

Just then, an aged voice suddenly rang out in Ye Xixuan's sea of ​​consciousness, and his sea of ​​consciousness turned gray.

"A long-lost, comforting aura. I never expected that even in this unfamiliar dimension, I could feel this familiar power."

"You are..." Ye Xixuan's mind was shaken. His eyes had turned completely gray. The voice rang in his mind again, with a hint of surprise in its tone, yet it was unusually gentle.

"What a blessed little fellow! You actually possess fragments of divine positions left behind by two fallen deities within your body. So this is the reason for your 'Child of Light' constitution—the power of the God of Light, huh? Let this old man investigate further."

A faint white light began to shine from Ye Xixuan's eyes, and when his eyes completely turned platinum gold, the sky seemed to brighten. Even the domain of the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo could not conceal this dazzling brilliance.

Ye Xixuan's figure slowly rose into the air, his mouth gradually chanting obscure and deep incantations. The light emanating from his body grew stronger and stronger, and the pair of black, fallen wings behind him seemed to undergo a transformation, becoming pure white.

And based on this, two more pairs of pure white wings appeared out of thin air.

Under the dazzling golden light, a huge, six-winged angel phantom with an indistinct face appeared behind Ye Xixuan, and a sacred aura, seemingly originating from the order of heaven and earth, instantly enveloped the entire area.

"It's not the God of Light, it's an angel..."

(End of this chapter)