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"Damn brat! How dare you destroy my City of Slaughter!"
A terrifying figure emerged from the ruins of the City of Slaughter, radiating an overwhelming murderous aura that even made Ye Wen feel uneasy. He furrowed his brows as he stood still.
The King of Slaughter was seething with rage after exiting the City of Slaughter, but the moment he stepped out, he immediately noticed Ye Wen and Qian Qian.
However, instead of attacking right away, the King of Slaughter stared in astonishment at the Six Directions Seal Absolute that enveloped the area for hundreds of miles.
"What is this?"
Since the King of Slaughter didn't understand what it was, the only two remaining people on the scene became highly suspicious targets. He immediately lunged toward them.
Looking at the King of Slaughter now within striking distance, Ye Wen calmly said,
"Hello, King of Slaughter. Is the sunlight outside comfortable?"
The King of Slaughter was slightly taken aback by Ye Wen's attitude. Could he not sense the overwhelming murderous intent emanating from his entire body?
"Strange things always have a hidden cause." After years of cunning experience, the King of Slaughter asked cautiously,
"Boy, what is this thing above us?"
"Guess," Ye Wen replied with a chuckle.
The King of Slaughter paused for a moment, then grinned.
"You've got guts, young man."
Before he could finish speaking, the King of Slaughter swung his sword, aiming to decapitate Ye Wen.
In that instant, Qian Qian moved. Summoning her Angelic Holy Sword, she stepped forward to block the attack.
Ye Wen remained as calm as ever, watching the King of Slaughter.
"How frightening, King of Slaughter.
Even against someone like me, who appears completely harmless, you resort to such underhanded tactics."
The King of Slaughter paid no heed to Ye Wen's mockery. He exerted more force with his right hand, only to discover that this seemingly young girl possessed strength no less formidable than his own.
"Strange things always have a hidden cause." The King of Slaughter withdrew his sword and retreated cautiously, eyeing Ye Wen and Qian Qian warily.
"Who are you?"
Ye Wen didn't answer immediately. Qian Qian stood silently, her cold gaze fixed on the King of Slaughter.
After a moment, Ye Wen seemed to come up with an amusing explanation and said,
"Who am I? I am the High Priest of the Asura God. I've come to facilitate the descent of my god's divine trial upon its rightful owner. Would you mind handing over the Asura Demon Sword in your possession?"
The King of Slaughter was enraged.
"You insolent brat! Not only do you refuse to answer, but you dare mock me?
The High Priest of the Asura God used to be the King of Slaughter, but I secretly replaced him long ago."
"Seeking death!
If you won't talk, then die here!"
With that, a surge of ominous soul power erupted from the King of Slaughter, mingled with traces of divine energy.
Ye Wen assessed the King of Slaughter's strength. His armor wasn't the Asura God's Divine Armor, so it provided no amplification.
However, with his full power unleashed, the King of Slaughter's strength was just a hair's breadth away from breaking through to the level of true godhood—a peak quasi-god, even more terrifying and powerful than the former Deep Sea Demon Whale King, who had been at the half-god level.
But if this was all there was to his strength…
"I'll leave it to you, Qian Qian. Don't let yourself trip up in a gutter," Ye Wen said teasingly as he stepped back.
"Yes."
Qian Qian responded respectfully, then continued to watch the King of Slaughter with unwavering vigilance.
Unable to sense Ye Wen's true strength, the King of Slaughter laughed bitterly.
"Frog in a well, how could you possibly understand the might of a peak quasi-god?
Young girl, don't worry—I won't kill you. Now that the City of Slaughter has been destroyed, I was just thinking of finding a woman to vent my frustrations on, and here you've delivered yourself. My god truly favors me."
Qian Qian remained unmoved, her golden eyes coldly staring at the King of Slaughter.
"A lion uses its full strength even when hunting a rabbit." This was Ye Wen's teaching.
After Ye Wen entrusted the upcoming battle to her, Qian Qian wasted no time in equipping herself with the six-word divine armor—the Dawn Radiance Divine Grace Armor.
Interestingly enough, Ye Wen had discovered through further research that the six-word battle armor could perfectly synchronize with the divine equipment obtained after completing a god's trial.
Though the original Angel God had left behind only six pieces of 99,999-year-old spirit bones, these bones couldn't yet fully integrate with the six-word battle armor. However, the divine power contained within them greatly enhanced the armor's strength, prematurely advancing Qian Qian's five-word divine armor into a six-word divine armor.
By now, Qian Qian's strength had already broken through to level 100. On paper, her power surpassed that of the King of Slaughter.
Sensing the overwhelming aura emanating from Qian Qian, the King of Slaughter broke into a cold sweat.
A god! A true god! Completely different from his half-baked existence.
At this moment, Qian Qian seemed to have discerned the King of Slaughter's true nature. With a contemptuous smile on her lips, she stared unflinchingly at him and said,
"Reveal your true form. I swear upon the honor of the Angel God to grant you a dignified death."
The King of Slaughter, still unaware of the strained relationship between the Asura God and the Angel God, abruptly retracted his previously menacing aura. He spoke in a tone of fearful flattery,
"Esteemed master, you have already ascended to godhood. Isn't it a bit unfair to bully a mere quasi-god like me? Let's call this a misunderstanding and spare me, shall we?"
Qian Qian remained unmoved, slowly replying,
"How pitiful. Once the invincible ruler of the earth, now reduced to a state where you can neither live nor die, controlled by a mere soul beast. Allow me to free you.
Eighth Soul Skill—Sacred Light!!!"
Suddenly, Qian Qian's eight wings unfurled behind her, and a holy, warm golden light enveloped the area.
Unlike ordinary light-based soul skills, Qian Qian's Angelic Holy Light carried special adjudication and amplification effects.
Any existence judged as evil or corrupt by Qian Qian's holy light would suffer severe damage and be subjected to suppression. Additionally, while using this soul skill, Qian Qian received a special 100% amplification against evil.
"Ahhhh—!!!"
The King of Slaughter let out a piercing scream.
Thick, crimson-black soul power continuously seeped out of his body, but his physical form remained frozen in place, gradually separating from the soul power.
At this moment, Ye Wen seemed to notice something valuable and raised his hand.
"Perfect Cube!"
A square barrier instantly trapped the separated soul power.
This Perfect Cube technique was the prototype of Ye Wen's Six Directions Absolute Seal, inspired by the spatial restrictions of the former Void Barrier. It was a new divine technique Ye Wen had created after ascending to godhood through his own insights.
The cube was a six-sided, unified structure. Any attack directed at it would be evenly distributed across all sides. Unless someone surpassed Ye Wen's defensive limit, the cube would remain indestructible and self-repairing—an inescapable prison.
With a wave of his hand, Ye Wen gathered the separated soul power into his palm.
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