Douluo's Flame Spear: Chongli's Demise and Heart Flame's Overpowered Power

This was especially felt by the Martial Soul Empire army, which ultimately retreated to Martial Soul City.

The second wife of the Potian Sect activated her martial spirit and enveloped the entire army within it. She slashed down once, but before she could land a second blow, the wound from the first blow was already almost healed.

Outside Wuhun City.

Hundreds of titled Douluo stood in the void opposite Wuhun City.

The Potian Sect, Seagod Island, Earthfire Organization, and Star Luo Empire—to be precise, all of these were Yang Yun's forces—surrounded Martial Soul City.

Above Wuhun City, the twelve-winged fallen angel of light, Qian Renxue, the Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong, five worshippers from the Hall of Worship, and several elders from the Hall of Elders were neatly arranged.

"Old Chrysanthemum, I never expected our reunion to be like this; life is truly unpredictable." Dugu Bo said with a hearty laugh, with Dugu Yan, who was also a Title Douluo, standing beside him.

He never imagined that in less than ten years, his granddaughter would catch up with him and become a Title Douluo.

Dugu Bo had already begun to imagine the scene of chasing his great-grandson in the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire in the future; just thinking about it made him feel happy.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wore complicated expressions upon hearing this, but did not join in the pleasantries.

Liu Erlong, Yu Tianxin, and Yu Tianheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan were also on the battlefield at this time. The Spirit Hall's slaughter of the two clans had reached a point where there was no room for maneuver.

Yang Yun also didn't believe that the Spirit Hall would surrender to him.

Even if he were to surrender, he wouldn't agree.

At this moment, the white feathers on Qian Renxue's body suddenly turned black, and her entire demeanor underwent a dramatic change.

The look in her eyes as she gazed at Yang Yun was filled with a deep sense of sorrow.

Under Bibi Dong's astonished gaze, and right before the eyes of everyone in the Spirit Empire, Qian Renxue flew to Yang Yun's side.

Yang Poxue twisted his wrist and was about to point the Ice Gallant Soul-Shattering Spear at Qian Renxue's neck, but Yang Yun stopped him with his hand.

"Sect Master?" Yang Poxue looked at Yang Yun in confusion.

Yang Yun had already sheathed the Ice-Blooded Spear in his hand; his orders were absolute authority. Even if Yang Po Xue didn't understand, he wouldn't hesitate for a second.

When Yang Yun saw the change in Qian Renxue's aura, he knew that the fallen angel personality had emerged and taken control of Qian Renxue's body.

Silky smooth offered no resistance, suggesting that the fallen angel had used conditions that Qian Renxue could not resist.

Just as Yang Yun was about to ask the fallen angel what was wrong, Qian Renxue suddenly hugged him with increased speed, and her mouth was covered.

Shui Bing'er's expression was one of initial shock, which gradually transformed into one of knowing satisfaction as she watched Yang Yun being forcibly kissed by Qian Renxue.

This scene left everyone present speechless.

The ground was almost entirely covered with the chins of Title Douluos, and there was even one belonging to Bibi Dong.

"Qian Renxue, what are you doing?" Bibi Dong's sharp and cold voice echoed throughout the sky; even Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had never experienced Bibi Dong's fury before.

Yang Yun was stunned.

To be precise, she wasn't stunned by the forced kiss, but rather by what the fallen angel said.

The fallen angel wrote his own name, and even Yang Yun's name, several times inside Yang Yun's mouth before finally releasing Yang Yun's tongue.

"It's still so familiar, that irresistible feeling; my husband, I don't think you've ever let me call you that before." The fallen angel lowered his head and casually licked Yang Yun's Adam's apple.

Her voice was alluring and seductive.

Yang Yun tightened his grip on her waist, a smirk playing on his lips as he asked, "You wouldn't come here without a reason, would you? You must have something to tell me."

The fallen angel licked it again and said with a coquettish smile, "So clever, worthy of being my husband."

"The Spirit Hall was founded by the Angel God a thousand years ago to protect the world from the harm and slaughter of evil spirit masters; and with great merit and great contributions, it gained the faith of everyone on the entire continent, ignited its divine position, and ascended to the God Realm to achieve the position of a first-level god."

"My grandfather, as a servant of the Angel God, has steadfastly upheld his faith for hundreds of years. Now, the Angel Legion, through my guidance, has become the Fallen Angels of Light with Winged Wings. Most of the Soul Masters in the Angel Legion have devoted themselves to hunting down evil Soul Masters and to maintaining peace and stability on the continent. They should not and cannot suffer such an end."

Yang Yun pondered Qian Renxue's words and did not respond.

Instead, he calmly inquired, "What are you trying to say? That I should retreat? I think someone as intelligent as you can see that there's no turning back in this battle, and I won't give that order."

The fallen angel shook his head, then nodded.

"I will not let you retreat, much less let you end up in war; I have already found the truth about my father's death in the divine realm, he deserved to die. But Bibi Dong is still my mother, I cannot stand by and watch her be killed by you without doing anything."

"So I came up with a solution that would satisfy both sides, and I reached an agreement with the God of Life: Bibi Dong will fight you, and you can attack her and kill her without any scruples. I will not interfere even if you shatter her Rakshasa Godhood."

"What did you say?" Upon hearing this, Yang Yun grabbed Qian Renxue's shoulders with both hands, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

This cannot be Qian Renxue's true thought, God of Life. Unless!

The fallen angel gave a bitter smile and said, "She won't let go of her inner turmoil until she has truly died once. I have already made an agreement with the God of Life and also with the Nine-Colored Goddess. At that time, the Nine-Colored Goddess will descend and pass on her divine position to your fourth wife, Ning Rongrong."

"When Bibi Dong's position as the God of Death is shattered, the successor of the God of Life, namely the Second Madam and the Fourth Madam, who is also the inheritor of the Nine-Colored Goddess, will join forces to activate the Martial Soul Fusion Technique to revive my mother. When my time in the lower realm is up, I will bring her to the God Realm."

"Besides, wouldn't you like to try having Bibi Dong and I team up against you?"

In the end, Yang Yun was shocked by the Fallen Angel's sudden outrageous words. This guy could actually say anything and everything.

Wow, that sounds really tempting!

"What about your Legion of Fallen Angels with Winged Light? You can't bring these people into the divine realm," Yang Yun pressed.

The fallen angel's gaze fell upon the coastline.

No, it should be said that we are looking at the other side of the coastline; the Sun and Moon Continent.

Seeing Yang Yun's shocked expression, the fallen angel stared intently at him with cunning eyes and said, "So you really knew about the existence of that continent. I only saw it in the God Realm. My Legion of Fallen Angels with Winged Light will be your vanguard in opening up the Sun and Moon Continent."

"Seagod Island—no, isn't the Seagod's successor one of your subordinates? The one who just stopped me from kissing you. With her around, finding the Sun and Moon Continent will be a piece of cake. I'll be waiting for you there to reign supreme." (End of Chapter)