Douluo Continent: Angels Descend, Glory Reborn

On the other side, Tang Ya was initially stunned to see Su Chen easily evade the Crimson Winged Dragon's attack, but then her eyes lit up with surprise. Forcing herself to stay strong, she urgently said to Bei Bei, "Bei Bei, quickly help him! We're the ones who attracted this soul beast; we can't let this innocent person get hurt!"

Beibei nodded, her right arm's dragon transformation intensifying, blue arcs of electricity crackling more violently between her scales: "I know. Xiaoya, step back and recover your soul power."

However, before Bei Bei could make a move, Su Chen had already taken action.

Now that things have come to this, he also wants to test the extent of his current strength.

Su Chen no longer deliberately suppressed his aura, and a sacred and majestic aura suddenly erupted from his body! That aura was so real that the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

"Whoosh—!"

Six enormous, pure white wings spread out behind him, each feather shimmering with a pale golden, divine aura. With a wingspan exceeding six meters, they made him appear as if a god had descended to earth.

At the same time, a longsword burning with golden flames appeared out of thin air in his right hand—the sword was four feet long, entirely golden, with an exquisite angel wing pattern carved on the hilt, and the blade gleaming with cold light; it was the Holy Sword of the Angels.

Immediately afterwards, two spirit rings rose from beneath his feet, pulsating slowly.

One is deep purple, and the other is light purple.

Two thousand-year soul rings!

This was, of course, the effect of Su Chen having Tianmeng Ice Silkworm use the "simulation" soul skill to disguise it. After all, if the shocking golden million-year soul ring were displayed directly, it would probably frighten Tang Ya and Bei Bei, and might even cause unnecessary trouble.

Even so, Bei Bei and Tang Ya were completely stunned the moment those two purple spirit rings appeared.

"Wh...what?!" Bei Bei's pupils shrank dramatically, and her voice changed drastically. "Her first spirit ring is a thousand years old?! How is that possible?!"

Even at Shrek Academy, a place teeming with geniuses, he had never heard of anyone being able to absorb a thousand-year spirit ring with their very first spirit ring! According to common knowledge in the spirit master world, the limit for the first spirit ring is 423 years, the second spirit ring is over 700 years, and the third spirit ring is no more than 2000 years... This is an ironclad rule that has been verified by countless generations of spirit masters with their lives!

But the boy in front of me, who looked even younger than me, had a light purple first spirit ring, and judging by the intensity of the color, it was at least two thousand years old! His second spirit ring was deep purple, and it was definitely over three thousand years old!

"Two thousand-year spirit rings... a Great Spirit Master..." Tang Ya covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief. "This... this has shattered the common sense of the spirit master world..."

However, what shocked them even more was yet to come.

When Su Chen fully unleashed the pressure of his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, the pure, sublime, and seemingly purifying aura of holiness caused Bei Bei and Tang Ya to gasp in astonishment almost simultaneously:

"A six-winged angel?!?"

Bei Bei's expression completely changed. As a descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, he knew all too well what this martial soul meant—the supreme inheritance of the Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago, the bloodline of the Angel God Qian Renxue! This martial soul had disappeared from the Douluo Continent for nearly ten thousand years!

Tang Ya was completely stunned. The symbol of the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago, the inherited spirit of the Angel God Qian Renxue! This super spirit, which was thought to have been lost with the destruction of the Spirit Hall, had actually reappeared in the world? And it appeared in the body of a great spirit master? And in the body of such a handsome young man?

The Crimson Wyvern also sensed an unprecedented threat. It stared intently at Su Chen, a hint of fear flashing in its crimson eyes. Its animal instincts told it that this seemingly insignificant human contained a power powerful enough to threaten its life.

But it was, after all, a sub-dragon species with a lifespan of five thousand years, and its ferocity quickly overcame its fear.

"roar--!"

The Crimson Winged Dragon roared again, its four wings flapping violently, and its massive body pounced on Su Chen once more! This time, crimson flames ignited on its claws covered in dark red scales, and the surrounding air distorted due to the high temperature.

"Watch out!" Beibei warned urgently.

However, Su Chen remained calm. He didn't even move a step, but simply calmly raised the Angelic Holy Sword in his hand.

The first spirit ring—a purple halo—suddenly lit up!

"First Soul Skill! Holy Light Slash!"

Su Chen's voice was calm and composed, yet the Angelic Holy Sword in his hand erupted with a dazzling golden light. The light was so radiant, exuding an aura of holiness, majesty, and purification.

He simply swung his longsword forward.

A three-meter-long, crescent-shaped golden blade of light flew out from the sword, hissing as it passed.

The fiery claws of the Crimson Wyvern clashed fiercely with the golden light blade!

"boom--!!!"

Amidst a deafening explosion, golden and crimson lights intertwined and annihilated wildly. But this lasted only a second before the golden blade of light tore through the crimson flames with overwhelming power, and then—

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Two muffled thuds as sharp blades pierced flesh.

The Crimson Wyvern's fiery claws, capable of tearing through steel, were severed cleanly by the golden light blade! Dark red blood spurted out, sizzling and smoking as it hit the ground.

"Awooo—!!!"

The Crimson Wyvern let out an extremely mournful howl, its massive body writhing wildly in agony, blood gushing from its severed claws.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Beibei stood frozen in place, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints, his face filled with disbelief. He knew perfectly well how terrifying the Crimson Winged Dragon's defense and power were—he was a level 34 Soul Master, and even his full-force attack in the third Soul Skill, Thunderous Fury state, could barely leave a deep mark on its scales.

This young man named Su Chen, merely a Great Soul Master, actually managed to sever the Crimson Winged Dragon's claws with his first Soul Skill?!

"This strength...it's simply unbelievable!" A storm of shock surged within Bei Bei. "Even the Soul Master level seniors in Shrek Academy's inner court might not be able to do something so decisive and efficient...Is he really a Great Soul Master?"

Tang Ya was also completely bewildered, her mouth agape in an "O" shape. She looked at the struggling Crimson Winged Dragon, then at Su Chen, who held the golden holy sword and stood calmly, her mind a complete mess.

"This handsome young man... is he really that strong?" Tang Ya thought to herself, her mind racing. "A Great Soul Master level, and he can defeat a Soul Beast that even Bei Bei and I combined couldn't beat... This strength is outrageous! He's both strong and handsome..."

An uncontrollable thought popped into her mind: "His looks and strength are far superior to Bei Bei's... If only this handsome young man could join the Tang Sect... or become mine..."

Thinking of this, Tang Ya's face flushed red. She quickly shook her head and muttered to herself, "No, no, Tang Ya, what are you thinking! The six-winged angels were the Tang Sect's opponents ten thousand years ago..."