Douluo: My Spirit is Fallen Angel

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Qian Xunji was utterly shocked. He had never imagined that Qian Renhan would actually strike at him—his own father—so ruthlessly. And the sheer sharpness of the sword aura was blatantly treasonous. 

"Fifth Soul Skill—Holy Sword!" 

Qian Xunji's fifth soul ring lit up beneath him as he conjured a golden longsword of fire in his grasp. With both hands, he infused it with soul power and slashed toward the incoming sword aura. 

Yet, against absolute martial soul suppression, absolute attribute suppression, and absolute soul power suppression, his Holy Sword shattered upon impact. The remnants of the sword aura struck Qian Xunji, forcing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. His martial soul deactivated as his body plummeted back toward the Douluo Hall. 

Before he could crash, Qian Daoliu soared upward and caught him, preventing the sacred hall from sustaining damage. Vast, ocean-like angelic soul power surged forth from him, swiftly dispelling the remnants of sword aura lingering within Qian Xunji's body. 

"Big Brother, should we intervene and suppress the young master? His state seems completely off!" 

Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others gathered before Qian Daoliu, their expressions uncertain. They could understand why Qian Renhan attacked Bibi Dong—after all, considering the situation with Qian Renxue, they, too, had harbored the thought of cutting her down. But attacking his own father, Qian Xunji? That made no sense! 

Qian Xunji had never mistreated Qian Renhan. Yet, not only had he slashed him into a serious injury, but he had also completely disregarded the fact that his attack could destroy the Douluo Hall itself. 

This was the Douluo Hall, a structure that had stood for ten thousand years, predating even the Spirit Hall itself. Within its sacred grounds lay memorial tablets of nearly every Titled Douluo throughout history, along with a statue of the Angel God's progenitor. For him to swing his sword here was not only a grave disrespect to his predecessors, but also blasphemy against the Angel God. 

"No, we must not act. That child must have his reasons for doing this." 

Qian Daoliu's gaze locked onto the dark red sword-shaped mark on Qian Renhan's forehead, his eyes gleaming with an intense fervor. As the Grand Worshipper of the Angel God, how could he not recognize what was happening? 

His grandson had received the acknowledgment of a god. 

Moreover, with such a powerful Ten-Winged Fallen Angel martial soul and an unfathomable sword intent, the deity that had chosen him was by no means weaker than the Angel God. 

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In midair, Bibi Dong was momentarily stunned by Qian Renhan's strike that had gravely wounded Qian Xunji. However, she quickly regained focus. Her seventh soul ring glowed beneath her feet, followed immediately by her eighth soul ring. 

"Seventh Soul Skill—Martial Soul Avatar!" 

"Eighth Soul Skill—Spider Emperor Clone!" 

A surge of violet soul power condensed into an identical replica of the Death Spider Emperor, another Bibi Dong. However, the clone's eyes were hollow, devoid of emotion, yet it radiated the exact same imposing aura as the original. 

The Spider Emperor Clone was created from Bibi Dong's own soul power, controlled directly by her, and capable of unleashing 100% of her original strength, along with the abilities of her first seven soul rings. 

Moments later, her purple-black soul power shifted into a deep, inky green as six soul rings—five black and one red—manifested around her. 

This was the Devouring Spider Emperor's possession, unleashing an even greater suppressive force. 

"So this is the power of twin martial souls." 

The Titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall stared at Bibi Dong's insane soul ring configuration, watching her step into the Super Douluo realm in an instant. Their eyes shone with admiration and envy. 

"Is this your full strength? How underwhelming." 

"Fallen Angel Avatar!" 

Qian Renhan's seventh soul ring lit up, merging him completely with his Fallen Angel martial soul. Upon activating Martial Soul Avatar, the Fallen Angel Domain became even more terrifying—darkness engulfed the entire Spirit Hall, suffocating everything in its abyssal grasp. 

The domain's boundless killing intent and pure darkness erased all light. Even Bibi Dong's Super Douluo-level spiritual power could only extend her perception to a mere five meters around her. 

Though she possessed six soul bones, she lacked a skull soul bone—the final piece of her collection, which should have come from a hundred-thousand-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit Emperor. Unfortunately, she had yet to obtain it. 

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"Third Soul Skill—Demonic Spider Summoning!" 

Bibi Dong's third soul ring flared up, spreading a dark green glow beneath her feet. From it, countless half-meter-tall venomous spiders emerged, their bodies radiating deadly, necrotic energy. 

Though their individual combat strength was weak, Bibi Dong hadn't summoned them to fight Qian Renhan directly. Instead, she used them to extend her field of vision within the crimson-black domain. 

In this nightmarish space, Qian Renhan could appear from any direction to launch a lethal strike. With only five meters of perception, her reaction time was far too short—she needed to enhance her awareness to prepare for incoming attacks. 

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"Fallen Angel Domain—Shura Blood Prison!" 

Qian Renhan's cold, emotionless voice echoed through the domain. 

The overwhelming killing intent within the field rapidly condensed, forming countless blades of destruction that began to spin violently, slashing through everything in their path. 

The poisonous spiders lurking in the darkness let out agonized screeches before being mercilessly shredded into pieces, their dark energy absorbed back into Qian Renhan's body. 

"Tch… such low-quality necrotic energy." 

His voice carried an unmistakable tone of disdain. 

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"First Soul Skill—Crescent Slash!" 

As the deadly blades surged toward her, Bibi Dong's first soul ring burst into light. The six spider spears on her back, along with her two arms, which had transformed into spear-like appendages, all converged at a single point. 

An intense inky-green glow erupted from them, resonating with her first soul ring. 

Then, in an instant, all eight spear tips slashed forward at once, releasing eight crescent-shaped, dark green energy waves to meet the incoming attack head-on. 

Eight crescent-shaped dark green blades clashed against the incoming storm of killing intent. The dark green energy shattered into countless specks of light, dispersing, while the deadly blades of killing intent were broken apart, transforming into countless needle-thin fragments that rained down upon Bibi Dong's Devouring Spider Emperor carapace.

Bibi Dong's pupils shrank suddenly. In that one strike, Qian Renhan not only wiped out all of her summoned demonic spiders but also destroyed her Spider Emperor clone. Now, she was next.

Trapped within the Fallen Angel Domain, without a counteracting domain of her own, Bibi Dong felt as if she was being constantly pierced by countless needle-like blades of killing intent. Worse still, her soul power was being rapidly devoured. Even with her immense reserves as a Level 96 Super Douluo, she wouldn't last five minutes under this relentless drain.

"I must end this quickly, or I'll be dragged to my death by this wretched spawn."

Her sixth hundred-thousand-year soul ring shone beneath her feet as she prepared to unleash her ultimate move.

"Qian Renhan! I don't know exactly where you are, but you must block this attack—otherwise, the one to suffer a fatal blow will be the Pope's Palace!"

"Sixth Soul Skill—Abyssal Slash of Spatial Rend!"

The Devouring Spider Emperor's two massive emerald-green pincers snapped shut, releasing an earth-shattering emerald energy blade. The slash tore through space itself, swallowing everything in its path. Wherever it passed, space distorted, bypassing all detection abilities. Even Qian Renhan's Fallen Angel Domain was torn apart by the force, revealing his form to Bibi Dong.

Her pupils trembled violently.

Because Qian Renhan—facing her strongest attack—was not only completely unafraid but even had a slight urge to laugh.

"A mere spider... Do you really think a hundred-thousand-year soul ring from a ten-thousand-year-old spider can compete with my Fallen Angel Martial Soul's god-bestowed hundred-thousand-year soul ring?"

Under Qian Renhan's feet, a red soul ring gleaming with immense power emerged—it was a god-bestowed hundred-thousand-year soul ring, aged 130,000 years. As his Fallen Angel Martial Soul erupted with infinite darkness, the temperature across the entire Spirit Hall dropped sharply. The moisture in the air instantly condensed into tiny ice crystals, and the evil aura spreading out even caused the vegetation on Pope Mountain to wither.

Finally, boundless dark soul power gathered in the Fallen Angel's hands, turning them into obsidian-like voids that devoured all light.

"Eighth Soul Skill—Heaven-Devouring Angel!"

Qian Renhan clapped his hands together, and Bibi Dong's ultimate Abyssal Slash of Spatial Rend, which could tear through everything, even spiritual power, was effortlessly erased. Not a single trace of the attack remained—no energy ripples, no explosion—nothing. The Pope's Palace was left completely unharmed, and the once chaotic Spirit City fell back into silence.

"Impossible!"

Bibi Dong's face was filled with disbelief. Her strongest attack had been crushed as effortlessly as if squashing an ant.

Heaven-Devouring Angel—Qian Renhan's most powerful defensive soul skill—converted the three extreme attributes of his Fallen Angel Martial Soul into a single devouring attribute, tripling its effect. Combined with the immense amplification of his hundred-thousand-year soul ring, this ability could negate any single-target attack. As long as he clapped his hands together, no matter the attack's range or lethality, it would be completely consumed.

Even if Qian Daoliu unleashed his most powerful attack, Qian Renhan could still swallow it, though the consequence would likely be the destruction of his own hands due to the sheer difference in strength.

Qian Renhan could have countered Bibi Dong's attack head-on using one of his other hundred-thousand-year soul skills. However, doing so would have resulted in a terrifying energy ripple that, while Qian Daoliu could protect Spirit Hall, Spirit City would be reduced to rubble.

"It's over, Bibi Dong."

Qian Renhan swung his sword, unleashing twelve consecutive slashes. Bibi Dong's wings immediately closed around her in an attempt to shield herself.

However, her six-winged Purple Light Wings, an external hundred-thousand-year soul bone, were severed by six of the sword slashes.

External soul bones that had fully fused with the body were equivalent to a real part of one's skeleton. The pain of having them chopped off was akin to having bones forcibly shattered, causing Bibi Dong to cough up several mouthfuls of blood and let out agonized screams.

Her external soul bone's three pairs of wings had managed to block six of the twelve strikes.

"A hundred-thousand-year external soul bone, the Six-Winged Purple Light Wings… To be honest, if it wasn't fully fused with your body, I'd be tempted to rip it off and absorb it myself."

Qian Renhan's eyes narrowed as he swung six more times. Bibi Dong, still in Devouring Spider Emperor possession, had her six spider spears behind her severed as well.

This time, the pain was equivalent to having six additional arms torn off. Bibi Dong's body shuddered violently, her back drenched in blood, flesh torn open, and her screams of agony echoed through the air.

"Let's see how you block this one—

—Die!"

Qian Renhan turned into a black meteor, charging straight for Bibi Dong. His Dark Demon Sword swung down with the intention of beheading her in a single strike. His speed was so overwhelming that Bibi Dong didn't even have time to transform her Martial Soul Avatar or activate her Undying Physique.

As the killing intent-infused sword neared her exposed neck, Bibi Dong, with no hesitation, screamed—

"Rakshasa God, save me!!!"

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Divine Realm.

In the gloomy Rakshasa Temple, a rare guest arrived—God of Shura.

Shura God stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his face as he gazed at the veiled Rakshasa God.

"Rakshasa, my dear little sister… The inheritor you chose is utterly useless. So much time has passed, yet she hasn't even passed the first trial."

"And now, she's being completely dominated by my 93rd-level inheritor, who doesn't even have a single soul bone."

"Honestly, with someone this incompetent, you might as well not have an inheritor at all. Don't you agree?"

The Rakshasa God trembled with rage. Her hands clenched into fists.

"Screw you, Shura!!"

(End of Chapter)