Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Seemingly sensing the joyful atmosphere, the little angel, who wouldn't leave the white tiger's head, smiled sweetly and said in a melodious voice, "Big Tiger is awesome, Feng Zaixing is awesome, let's go kill the evil spirit master together!"

The Heavenly Winged Tiger narrowed its eyes slightly and let out a smug hum, clearly enjoying the little angel's adoring gaze.

Tiger Bro won't let you call me that for nothing. Tiger Bro's head isn't too big for people to stand on, you know. Anyway, I carried Xiao Na'er on my back before.

Looking at this remarkably intelligent little angel, Feng Zaixing felt she was more and more like a real living being. He couldn't help but feel joy and asked with a smile:

"Tian Sheng and I both have names, little angel, what about you? What's your name?"

A name is the most basic form of identification, and Feng Zaixing believes it is necessary to name his future long-term comrades.

"The baby is calling..."

The little angel tilted her head and thought for a moment, then opened her innocent big eyes wide: "Baby can't believe it."

"Okay, then."

Feng Zaixing nodded, pondering, "Although the six wings are illusory, they will eventually become real. Shall I tell you to let the illusory evolve into the real?"

A name comes to mind easily.

"Yanzhen? Sounds good, baby likes it." The little angel clapped her hands and smiled brightly.

"Aww~"

The Heavenly Winged Tiger roared happily, its tiger eyes darting around, and its body quickly shrank into a large cat a meter or so away, becoming adorable.

The second resident of the Sea of ​​Spirit is not bad.

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In the central-eastern part of Douluo Continent, there is Shangling City.

A slender, handsome boy boarded the Soul Guidance Train with the crowd. He sat by the window, gazing at his idyllic hometown. His clear eyes held a complex mix of emotions: reluctance, sorrow, and a sense of relief.

"Finally leaving this place, Dad, Mom, goodbye..."

Above the Soul Guidance Train, a towering figure, invisible to anyone, stood in the clouds, listening to the boy's whispers, and sighed deeply.

What a tragedy! I shouldn't have been so soft-hearted back then.

The train rolled forward, and the scenery outside the window rushed past, too fast for even a low-level Soul Master to see clearly.

Yuan Enhui, disguised as a man, sat alone, the drifting clouds carrying away a few painful memories.

When she was seven years old, her family underwent a major change. Her mother was exposed as a former evil spirit master, even though she had never harmed anyone.

The once kind grandfather stopped the father from taking the mother away, forced the mother to commit suicide in front of him and the father, and then crippled the father himself, imprisoning him somewhere unknown.

All her relatives changed; they started viciously slandering and blaming her.

Now, her people have sent her away to study in Shrek City.

The once renowned No. 1 academy on the mainland—is it out of concern or hatred?

If someone possesses a fallen angel just like their mother, will they be considered an evil spirit master by outsiders?

A series of sarcastic thoughts drifted through his mind, and Yuan Enhui gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Shrek Academy allowed its students to wreak havoc in cities like Mingdu, injuring countless people. Such behavior makes them even more in line with the standards of an evil spirit master than even a mother.

Going there by myself seems quite suitable...

With his mind at ease, Yuan Enhui took out a small booklet from his storage ring and opened it. He quickly entered a meditative state, his eyes reflecting vivid human figures moving in different poses as he cultivated his qi and blood.

The Collection of Qi and Blood of the Body.

In mid-air, the old man, with his deep and imposing features, relaxed his brows and breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Body Sect has made many of us owe them favors this time."

Yuan Enzhen muttered to himself, his expression shifting slightly.

When the Body Sect released the open-source "Secrets of the Body," the Qi and Blood Soul Masters of Douluo Star were in an uproar, all flocking to it.

The "Collection of Body Qi and Blood" and the "Collection of Body Battle Techniques" were released at the same time and were snapped up, becoming the best-selling treasures in the Federation during this period.

The Titan Giant Ape Soul Master's blood and energy were naturally extremely strong. His clansmen bought it back and discussed it as a treasure, which soon alarmed him.

After carefully reading through it, he quickly gained some insights that resonated with his own cultivation, greatly benefiting him and saving him a lot of hard work, allowing him to better break through to the Quasi-God realm.

Afterwards, he explained and broke it down, passing it on to every member of his clan. Now that Yuanen Yehui could spare some of his attention, he felt much relieved.

The granddaughter's Fallen Angel will be sealed sooner or later, and her twin martial souls will be destroyed, but if she cultivates the Titan Giant Ape well, she can also reach the limit.

If he had no other choice, why would he want to bury his granddaughter? Sending his granddaughter off on her final journey is the last thing he, as her grandfather, can do.

The roaring noise carried the group a thousand miles a day. The train left the territory of Shangling City and headed straight for Shrek City.

Yuan Enzhen narrowed his eyes and waited quietly. Suddenly, he sensed something and turned his deep eyes to look several kilometers away, revealing a hint of surprise.

"Chasing after an evil spirit master? What a handsome young man."

In their line of sight, three evil soul masters shrouded in black wind fled at top speed, some at the second or fourth ring, others at the first or fifth ring, while their pursuers were only at the third ring. Yet, they dared not stop for even a moment.

Yuan Enzhentian could tell at a glance that the three evil soul masters were really fleeing for their lives rather than luring the enemy in. The three-ringed angel soul master behind them was also surprisingly strong. His body was surging with crimson blood light and holy golden light, and he was actually a person with extremely strong blood and qi.

Upon closer inspection, Yuan Enzhen recognized the man's identity—Feng Zaixing, the second disciple of the Body Sect who clashed with Shrek Academy in Mingdu, the ace student of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, and a Federation Major of heroic origin.

It is said that the Spirit Pagoda intended to include him in the top three of the list of young geniuses, but because he prefers to keep a low profile, this did not happen.

Now it seems that it wasn't just boasting, it wasn't even enough to be in the top three, it deserves to be number one.

"They're charging this way, but I need to keep a close watch to prevent any accidents."

Because of his affection for Feng Zaixing, Yuan Enzhentian slightly raised his eyebrow, already eyeing the three evil soul masters, intending to help Feng Zaixing if necessary.

Because of his daughter-in-law's affair, he deeply resented evil spirit masters. Now, seeing his adversaries, his anger flared, and he sentenced the three to death.

The three evil spirit masters were naturally unaware that a demigod was determined to kill them, and even if they knew, they wouldn't care—

Feng Zaixing casually said, "You can't escape," and then brandished his sword, unleashing dozens of dazzling sword lights that swept in from all directions like a torrential downpour.

The dazzling sword light swept across the gray sky, burying the most evil soul master with the cruelest means. The weaker Evil Soul Sect was submerged and disappeared into the world, leaving nothing behind.

The next instant, Feng Zaixing's imposing aura intensified, his soul power became more active, and he let out a long roar, a loud and resounding howl that was full of energy, like a heavenly bell.

The Evil Soul Sect and the Evil Soul King showed signs of pain. The latter acted decisively, kicking the former into the rain of swords and using the force to escape.

Betrayed by his superior, the Evil Soul Sect member had no chance of survival. The sword light pierced through his body and shredded him to pieces.

Correspondingly, Feng Zaixing's aura grew stronger, his wings spread, and his One-Word Battle Armor unleashed its power as he pursued the Evil Soul King, who also possessed Battle Armor.

Yuan Enzhen's forehead twitched—killing people increases cultivation, even evil soul masters have encountered "evil soul masters"!

In the past, they relied on their unorthodox methods to suppress fellow Soul Masters. But today, they have encountered the Angel Clan, who are their natural enemy. The younger generation's divine attributes are terrifyingly strong, and their purification abilities are even more powerful.

The loud fighting attracted attention, and the train activated emergency measures, temporarily stopping.

Passengers in the car caught a glimpse of the fierce battle between the Soul Masters, their excitement mixed with worry. Some sharp-eyed individuals quickly took out their cameras to capture this rare moment.

A glint flashed in Yuan Enhui's eyes as he clenched his fists, eager to join the battle; but seeing that both sides were equipped with battle armor, he had no choice but to suppress his impulse.

Even the most basic one-word battle armor can give a Soul King strength comparable to a Soul Saint (without using a Martial Soul True Body).

With her limited cultivation level, she would have been crippled if she had gone up there; the Titan Giant Ape would have been reduced to a roadside gorilla on the spot.

At this moment, the Evil Soul King's body suddenly became illusory, his fourth soul ring shone, and he split into two clones, each possessing a portion of the original's combat power, and fled in three directions.

"Ghost Shadow Demon Leopard? As expected, it's a useless agility-type character." Yuan Enzhentian recognized the Evil Soul King Martial Soul and clicked his tongue.

The agility-based attacker is fast, but weakest in direct combat. However, since he can't fly, he's destined to be no threat to Feng Zaixing in the air and will only be hunted down.

Soon, three golden vortexes appeared in the void, the Judgment of Light descended, and the pillar of light reaching the sky suppressed the evil spirits!

The two clones were instantly purified into ashes, while the true body staggered, its hardest breastplate shattering into pieces, revealing festering flesh under the dim purple light, and golden soul power spreading like a bone-deep sore.

Looking down at his chest, the Evil Soul King said in grief and indignation:

"No matter how strong the wind blows, don't go too far in your dealings; if you anger me, I'll fight to the death to make you suffer!"

With wings flapping, Feng Zaixing, hovering dozens of meters in the air, turned sideways and looked down at him, his holy sword pointing diagonally at his brow, emitting a piercing light.

A clear, cool laugh echoed between heaven and earth.

"Even if you beg me, I won't let you go; no soul survives the Heavenly Saint Sword, so what use are threats?"