Douluo Continent: My strongest soul beast was exposed by the Heavenly Curtain?

Chapter 97: Voices from the Bottom! Darkness Devours Light! (Please continue reading!)

Rubbing his fists together, his body shrouded in dark aura, his newly evolved martial soul hovered behind Qian Zhenxiao. Wearing an iron mask, his eighteen black wings unfolded, occupying half the sky, radiating the power of dark laws from the inside out. The pervasive dark aura even swallowed the lightning in the sky!

Originally, the Angel's Secret Realm was filled with surging thunder and divine light, but when the eighteen wings were fully unfurled, the colors of the world seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand.

The thunder roared, but it struck into the dark abyss of the wings without even a spark.

Darkness—no longer just a shadow, but a rule, a law that transcends heaven and earth.

Even the current angel god could sense the threat posed by Qian Zhenxiao's fallen angel at this moment.

That was oppression from the very source.

Does light overcome darkness?

But after darkness has accumulated, devoured, and settled for thousands of years, it is no longer "dark" in the ordinary sense.

It is a sublimation after depravity, a resistance after being denied, and an awakening after being exiled!

Clearly, Qian Zhenxiao, who now possesses demonic power, is capable of fighting him!

In an instant, everyone felt the fierceness emanating from Qian Zhenxiao. That aura was no longer the madness of fighting alone, but a domineering presence that reigned supreme!

In the blink of an eye, Qian Zhenxiao, having finished his rest, suddenly merged with his martial spirit!

Dark power surged into his limbs and bones like a tide, his bones emitting a faint yet clear rumbling sound in the darkness, and his blood seemed to turn into molten lava, surging and roaring within him.

A dark demon sword, formed from countless dark energies, with a long, slender blade as black as night, yet its tip faintly gleams with a purplish-black light, as if it could suck in one's soul.

Qian Zhenxiao's entire body now bears all the characteristics of a fallen angel.

Dark golden demonic patterns sprouted from his forehead, and his pupils turned into an abyss-like blackish-purple, as if countless dead souls were murmuring within them.

Behind him, eighteen wings representing darkness vibrated, stirring up violent air currents that tore even the space itself apart with fine cracks.

It suddenly flew towards the angel god!

"Angel God, it's time to settle our score!"

The sound was like thunder, filled with endless resentment and anger.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Zhenxiao was already engaged in battle with the Angel God. Almost the instant his words fell, the two figures clashed!

Like two sharp blades clashing head-on, the two holy swords gladly clashed at this moment!

"clang!!!"

The sound of metal clashing shook the heavens and the earth, and terrifying shockwaves spread out as if they were tangible.

The sky above the Angel's Secret Realm was forcibly torn open, creating a crack a hundred feet long.

The divine power of light and the laws of darkness clashed violently, devouring, tearing, and annihilating each other!

A spectacular scene that no Soul Master in Douluo Continent could miss was born at this moment: darkness and light occupied the entire sky!

On one side was an intensely bright golden divine radiance, six holy wings, and boundless divine power;

On one side is an abyss of darkness so deep it reaches the extreme, with eighteen wings obscuring the sky and demonic flames raging.

A fierce battle is unfolding between an evenly matched demon and an angel right before Li Yannian's eyes!

Li Yannian almost held his breath, his fists clenched tightly.

This is not a simple battle of gods.

This is a clash of ideologies, a clash of histories, a clash of destiny left over from ten thousand years ago!

The father and his two daughters, who were watching the drama unfold, kept cheering and encouraging the children!

"Go! Kill that angelic bitch who spouts nothing but light!"

"Yes, that's it, hit her right in the chest!"

"This is awesome! I love Qian Zhenxiao!"

Hyotei cheered loudly, and she danced with excitement.

She was originally the overlord of the far north, and was naturally arrogant, showing little reverence for so-called gods.

In her eyes, Qian Zhenxiao, who dared to fight against gods with a mortal body, was the real strongman!

Consequently, even the Snow Empress could not maintain her composure at this moment. The usually aloof and cold Snow Empress couldn't help but have a burning gaze now.

"Darkness—it can actually suppress the light of the gods."

She whispered, her heart churning with turmoil.

However, at this very moment, when countless Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent were watching with bated breath, Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu's hearts were gripped with anxiety within the Spirit Hall.

The air inside the main hall was still and stagnant.

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, but his knuckles were slightly white.

That's a sign of extreme tension.

Bibi Dong stood on the other side, her gaze complex.

Clearly, at this moment, Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong were extremely worried about Qian Zhenxiao, or rather, what would happen if the Angel God were defeated.

What will become of the Spirit Hall?

If the Angel God is defeated, it means that the Spirit Hall will lose its greatest pillar of faith.

If Qian Zhenxiao wins, it means that the will of the first Palace Master will return completely!

At this moment, for the two of them, it was not just a matter of winning or losing a battle, but more importantly, the future of the Spirit Hall!

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong became somewhat worried.

Her fingers trembled slightly.

If Qian Zhenxiao wins, will he blame me?

Should we blame her for her later modifications to the Spirit Hall? Should we blame her methods? Should we blame her entanglement with the gods?

The moment this thought arose, the battle between Qian Zhenxiao and the Angel God within the Angelic Realm had already reached its climax!

In the sky, two figures kept crossing paths.

Each collision creates a ring of interwoven light and darkness in the energy.

The divine domain of the angel god unfolded in full, with pure divine light flowing over its six wings.

"Fallen ones, light will forever reign supreme over darkness!"

Her voice was icy, and the holy sword transformed into countless blades of light, slashing down from the sky!

Qian Zhenxiao, however, laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

"Light? It's nothing but a lie written by the victors!"

The eighteen wings vibrated, and the dark domain unfolded.

That was not just a realm, but a dark kingdom composed of resentment and faith.

When the all-out attack of light collides with the darkness that has accumulated for tens of thousands of years, the world seems to come to a standstill.

As the situation intensifies, Qian Zhenxiao unleashes a power that even the Angel God cannot match at this moment.

Tens of thousands of years later, Qian Zhenxiao once again rallied the united forces of the Spirit Hall at this moment!

In the depths of his memory, it was as if he had returned to ten thousand years ago.

At that time, he was full of vigor and ambition, founded the Spirit Hall, and gathered commoner spirit masters from all over the world.

At that time, he also stood before the God of Light in the same way.

Tens of thousands of years ago, he relied on this obsession to severely injure the Angel God. Today, he will use this power to let the Angel God taste what it means to have accumulated the power of slaughter for tens of thousands of years!

In an instant, Qian Zhenxiao activated the Imperial State Secret Technique that Tianmu had just bestowed upon him—a secret technique belonging to emperors.

I am the nation, and I am all the people!

At this moment, Qian Zhenxiao, displaying countless demonic powers, sent his voice across the entire continent.

The sound was no longer confined to the secret realm, but resounded through the sky, echoing in every corner of the continent!

"I need your power, Spirit Masters of the Spirit Hall, and every commoner Spirit Master on the continent! Give me your power!"

His voice was deep, yet carried an irresistible authority.

"Let this damned angel bitch see the rage of us common folk!"

His two angry sentences directly ignited the Spirit Hall's spirit masters across the entire continent, especially those commoner spirit masters who came from humble backgrounds and had fought their way up.

They were once looked down upon by nobles and ostracized by aristocratic families.

The Spirit Hall is their only refuge.

In an instant, every Spirit Hall Soul Master, especially the commoner Soul Masters, was extremely excited, and they all lent out their power without hesitation!

In an instant, countless Soul Masters sat cross-legged across the mainland.

The soul rings flickered, and soul power rose like threads, piercing through the void and merging into the sky.

This moment was also a comeback for them!

A mortal body, fighting against gods!

Let the angels of this world understand what the anger of the lower classes is!

"Take it, and let even the gods know that we commoners are not to be trifled with!"

"I don't care about power; I only care about fighting for the honor of us ordinary people!"

"Palace Master, the first Palace Master of ten thousand years, you will be our pride!"

The outcry was overwhelming.

Inside the Spirit Hall, after a moment of silence, the elders also released their spirit power.

Even Qian Daoliu closed his eyes.

"If this is the choice of the Spirit Hall—then we will bear the consequences together."

A massive torrent of soul power traversed space and poured into Qian Zhenxiao's body.

At this very moment, Qian Zhenxiao in the sky is now imbued with countless amounts of soul power.

His aura surged wildly!

Ten golden spirit rings shone brightly at this moment; they were mutated spirit rings that had been fused with the faith of the people!

Let the angels of today taste what mortal wrath is like!

"This force—"

For the first time, the angel's expression truly changed.

That's not simply a matter of stacking soul power.

That is faith, that is the will of all living beings!

In an instant, the dark aura around Qian Zhenxiao suddenly intensified dozens of times, and his eighteen wings completely transformed into a black curtain that blotted out the sky.

He raised the Demon Sword high, and countless soul forces condensed at its blade.

"This sword strike,"

"For the resentment of ten thousand years ago!"

"For the rebellion ten thousand years from now!"

"For all those oppressed under the light!"

The sword falls!

The dark torrent transformed into a deep abyss cleaving across the heavens and earth!

She unleashed her full divine power, and a golden pillar of light shot into the sky in an attempt to block it.

But within that darkness lay the power of the people.

The light was devoured and consumed little by little the moment it touched the surface!

At that moment, darkness overwhelmingly swallowed the light before them!

The entire Angel's Secret Realm was completely shrouded in darkness.

"Bang!"

The earth-shattering explosion resounded throughout the heavens and the earth.

Space shattered, and divine power dissipated.

"No!"