"How is this possible? My clone—how could my clone be destroyed!"
This was merely a clone, not the full power of Qian Xunji.
But this sudden scene still scared that old demon into breaking into a cold sweat.
If a soul form could sweat, that is.
The bone blade in Ye Fei's hand seemed to possess an incredibly formidable energy.
It could break the original rules of this world, severing power that did not belong here.
Perhaps that complete version of Qian Xunji's soul earlier really had level 100 strength.
But who told him to divide his power into so many parts?
Splitting into fragments—on the surface, it looked like it held more possibilities.
Yet it abandoned the power of level 100. This was a truly foolish decision.
And at this moment, Ye Fei did not continue attacking. Instead, he was feeling the energy being absorbed from the bone blade.
Qian Xunji was a pure soul body.
Far more refined than ordinary martial souls.
That slash not only annihilated the clone directly, but also converted 80% of its energy into Ye Fei's soul power.
Causing this kid to jump directly from level 81 Soul Douluo to level 83.
This speed was much faster than cultivating on his own!
[I wonder—if I completely destroy your soul, will I jump straight to level 99 Title Douluo?]
From the battle just now, Ye Fei seemed to have discovered a shortcut to power.
In his eyes, Qian Xunji was no longer a demon.
But a massive treasure vault!
"Haah!"
Huge black bat wings suddenly opened wide, and Ye Fei shot into the sky.
Before the opponent could react, another Fallen Angel clone was cleaved in half!
Then turned into a streak of black light, surging into Ye Fei's bone blade.
My goodness—instantly, his level rose by two again, reaching 85.
This upgrade speed was heaven-defying!
It was like cheating!
After losing two clones in a row, Qian Xunji finally realized something was wrong.
"You—how can you absorb my soul power? What kind of technique is this?!"
Seeing this, Qian Xunji hurriedly recalled all scattered clones into one body.
But after merging again, his size was clearly smaller.
Plus he had forcefully constructed that hurricane energy field earlier—his strength had dropped straight to level 99.
At most, he was now equal to that old angel's peak abilities.
He had really lifted a stone only to smash his own foot!
"Oh? Why did you change back? Come on, come on, give me more!"
Ye Fei was full of spirit at this moment.
It felt so satisfying!
Under normal circumstances, even after consuming precious medicine, reaching level 85 would take at least half a year.
Yet now it hadn't even been ten minutes.
Sure enough—plundering the opponent's soul power was the simplest path to upgrading.
And this bone blade had completely fused with Ye Fei's body.
The energy converted from it was definitely usable directly by him.
In a sense, this might be the Rakshasa God's gift.
If the six-winged Fallen Angel just now counted as a false god…
Then the blade in Ye Fei's hand was already half-divine.
And the old angel Qian Daoliu, who had been watching from the sidelines, had sharp eyes.
He actually saw what was happening.
"Son! Stop foolishly using clones! That blade in his hand is a divine weapon!"
Previously this old angel inspected Ye Fei's body and knew he carried the Rakshasa God's mark.
So he quickly reached such a conclusion.
Now it was Qian Xunji's turn to feel numb on his scalp.
His identity had instantly flipped from hunter to prey.
"You—you old man, why didn't you say so earlier?!"
"I…"
Suddenly, Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu began bickering, which truly no one expected.
"Hahaha, I'm getting more and more interested in your energy. Come on, give me more!"
Taking advantage of the huge opponent's distraction, Ye Fei flapped his massive wings again.
And rushed at the giant from an unavoidable angle.
"Damned brat, do you really think I fear you?!"
Qian Xunji roared in fury.
He lifted a black angel greatsword and slashed back.
Just like Ye Fei's bone blade, this was also a soul weapon.
A muffled boom echoed in the air—hard to describe that sound.
Everyone felt their souls tremble.
Then they saw the two giant blades locked in mid-air, truly colliding!
Good heavens!
Maybe because Ye Fei was in human form now—
His height was only about 1.8 meters.
Holding a blade over ten meters long—it made people overlook some details.
If you looked where the blades met, you could see huge differences.
This was a process of one rising while the other fell.
The balance seen on the surface was an illusion.
In reality, the black Angel Sword in Qian Xunji's hand was constantly being devoured.
That black energy was being sucked into the bone blade as if straws had been inserted into it.
"Gulp, gulp!"
To Ye Fei, the feeling was like drinking juice with a straw.
Every sip refreshing!
Although upgrades slowed slightly after level 85…
The opponent felt like a giant juicer, sending energy endlessly.
And Qian Xunji couldn't pull the sword away.
Because the black Angel Sword was connected to his soul body.
Ye Fei appeared to be absorbing the blade's power—
But he was actually drawing Qian Xunji's origin energy.
"Ahhh! Old man, what are you staring at?! Hurry and help me!"
Who would've thought—Qian Xunji was actually a spoiled brat?
When he couldn't handle something, he turned to daddy!
But Qian Daoliu was already on the verge of panic.
This massive Fallen Angel wasn't just his son.
It represented the Angel lineage itself.
This old angel originally planned to sacrifice Bibi Dong and Xiao Xue, turning everyone present into offerings.
All to let this terrifying demon descend to the world.
Then make the entire Douluo Continent the Angels' domain.
But now they failed before beginning—the once arrogant Qian Xunji was now like a pitiful kitten.
He could be killed at any time!
So even exhausted, this old angel had to intervene!
"You hateful people—ruining my plans again and again!"
A golden radiance flashed.
Behind the black Fallen Angel, a golden great angel appeared.
But compared to the massive figure earlier, Qian Daoliu's martial soul was now under 300 meters tall.
If not for having this god-level martial soul, this Grand Worship of the Spirit Hall would not even have the strength of level 97 now.
"Oh? You old man are joining too?"
Seeing the golden angel rushing over, Ye Fei withdrew from battle.
And retracted his bone blade.
Now his strength had reached the peak of level 89 Soul Douluo!
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