Yun Ming's sudden movement caused the air pressure in the room to plummet.
The Soul Power circulating within the four Title Douluo made the atmosphere inside the Chamber heavy and tense, ready to snap at any moment.
Seeing that Yun Ming was about to strike, the indifference previously on Xue Qinghe's face vanished, though she was not particularly nervous; she was hardly going to be afraid of a young man eleven years her junior.
Xue Qinghe swept a glance at Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi, then looked back at Yun Ming, who stood ready with his spear in hand, and spoke once more.
"Younger brother, you had better think this through. If you resort to force and end up failing, do you know what the consequences will be?"
To Xue Qinghe's threat, Yun Ming replied calmly.
"I don't need to consider failure, because success is certain."
Xue Qinghe looked at Yun Ming, amused.
"You are very confident, younger brother. However, you likely entered too easily, which has led to some misunderstandings regarding the cards I hold. You can indeed hold off the two Title Douluo behind me, but how do you plan to stop the two thousand Soul Masters stationed within the Heaven Dou Imperial City?!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Ming smiled slightly.
"Indeed, two thousand Soul Masters would cause a lot of trouble if we were to engage in a head-on battle. But haven't I already sealed this place off? No one has come yet, which means we haven't been discovered. So, I just need to take you down and drag you away before they find out, don't I?"
Xue Qinghe signaled to the two Title Douluo behind her, but they frowned and nodded in unison, acknowledging that what Yun Ming said was true.
Yun Ming continued.
"Don't worry, it won't take much time."
Yang Wudi and Dugu Bo understood Yun Ming's abilities and believed his words implicitly, but to Qian Renxue and the two Title Douluo, this sounded like extreme arrogance and madness; he was completely disregarding them!
"Hahahaha—"
Watching Yun Ming, who viewed this as a matter of course, Xue Qinghe was so angry she laughed. Did Yun Ming think that with the Title Douluo canceling each other out, she, the most gifted descendant in the history of the Six-Winged Angel clan, could be easily handled by him? She was truly being underestimated!
That was fair enough; she had been hiding behind the scenes for too long, so it was normal for Yun Ming to look down on her. However, just because she hadn't shown her strength didn't mean she was weak. Now was the time to let the world remember the power of the God-bestowed Spirit, the Six-Winged Angel.
As her laughter faded, Xue Qinghe spoke again.
"Yun Ming, you are strong, perhaps even in the top three among the young people I have seen in these years. But, only the top three. Today, you will learn who the strongest of the younger generation truly is!"
A ray of light suddenly shone from her body. It was a brilliant golden light that started from her forehead and instantly spread over her entire body.
Spirit Rings appeared one after another: two yellow, two purple, and three black. There were seven rings in total, and her hair turned into a shimmering, brilliant gold. Every strand glowed, the clothes on her back tore open, and two pairs of snow-white wings emerged and unfurled. Her body seemed to break free from the pull of gravity, floating slowly upward until she hovered a foot off the ground.
Under the illumination of that intense golden light, Xue Qinghe's eyes turned completely gold. A massive, indistinct shadow appeared behind her, and the only difference between that golden light-form and her physical body was the number of wings; the shadow behind her had three pairs, six wings in total.
Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi's pupils couldn't help but constrict, and Dugu Bo couldn't resist whispering to Yun Ming.
"What kind of Spirit is this?"
Sensing the otherworldly aura of Xue Qinghe's Spirit, Yun Ming was also shocked. He had rarely seen a Spirit of this caliber; it was far stronger than the Holy Angels he had encountered before. In terms of pure quality, even the Atlas Spear, before it evolved into a divine artifact, was only on par with the Six-Winged Angel. Yun Ming said in a low voice.
"This is a God-bestowed Spirit, the Six-Winged Angel, the pinnacle of Spirits. Its quality is even higher than the inherited Spirits of the Upper Three Sects."
More importantly, Yun Ming had a rough idea of who this person was. If his guess was correct, this was the future Angel God.
With her four wings spread, Xue Qinghe hovered in mid-air, her golden eyes staring at Yun Ming without a hint of emotion.
"Yun Ming, since you have recognized my Spirit, you should know that in front of a Six-Winged Angel, all your reliance is nothing but a delusion."
"I will give you one more chance: submit to me, and I will still hand over your grandfather, Yang Wushuang. Otherwise, you will surely pay the price for provoking me today."
Yun Ming channeled his World Force and ascended, maintaining eye level with Xue Qinghe.
"The Spirit is indeed impressive, but you still won't be my opponent."
Seeing Yun Ming remain so arrogant, Xue Qinghe sneered.
"Fine. In that case, let me show you the power of the Six-Winged Angel!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a golden trail of fire erupted from behind Xue Qinghe. She flew toward Yun Ming like a shooting star.
As she flew forward, Yun Ming could clearly feel that the Xue Qinghe in front of him had suddenly become somewhat unreal. The space around her body seemed to be slightly distorted, causing his own Spiritual Power to fluctuate as well. The brilliant golden light and the magnificent golden shadow behind her bloomed simultaneously, and a powerful, holy pressure surged toward him.
At the same time Xue Qinghe launched her attack, Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo also moved, pouncing toward Yang Wudi and Dugu Bo respectively. This battle, which had started more than two years early, was finally happening between them.
The current situation was slightly different from the original timeline. Without Tang San and his master or the remnants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect interfering, Xue Qinghe did not need to complicate things. As long as Emperor Xue Ye died from the poison, she could immediately inherit the throne given her long-established base in the Heaven Dou court. Therefore, she had not mobilized many Martial Soul Hall Soul Masters into the palace; the Soul Masters within the palace remained primarily those affiliated with the Heaven Dou Imperial Family.
The four Title Douluo were tacitly in agreement, using only their basic Spirits to fight rather than their Spirit Avatar, lest they be discovered by outsiders and suffer the consequences. It went without saying that Yun Ming and his group were attacking the Crown Prince in the palace, but Xue Qinghe suddenly having two Title Douluo subordinates was also not something she wanted exposed.
Watching Xue Qinghe charge in, a flash of glass-like light flickered in Yun Ming's eyes. He first sent Emperor Xue Ye outside the Chamber; the man was too weak, and Yun Ming feared he would die from the shockwaves of the battle.
Xue Qinghe's first move was a lethal one. Circles of golden light, accompanied by a strange and beautiful sound, enveloped the area toward Yun Ming. However, as soon as they crossed within two meters of his body, they seemed to hit an impenetrable barrier and could not advance an inch.
She had been suppressed the moment she attacked. Having originally intended to provide a buff to Snake Lance and Porcupinefish, she now had to focus entirely on herself.
Such an unprecedented event made her expression shift slightly. Xue Qinghe looked up at the barrier above her head and said.
"This is a domain?!"
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