Just as the Titan Giant Ape's massive fist, as large as a small hill, was about to strike Yunxiao and Qian Renxue,
Qian Renxue showed no trace of panic. She knew her man would never let her come to harm.
Just as she had expected, Yunxiao would never allow his woman to be hurt.
At that moment, Yunxiao's aura underwent a dramatic transformation.
—Hum—Hum—Hum—
Black, Black, Black, Red, Red, Red, Red, Red, Red.
Nine terrifying Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath Yunxiao's feet.
Not only that, but six wings also unfurled behind him, trembling faintly yet rapidly.
Three black and six red Soul Rings—what did this signify?
It meant Yunxiao's strength had already broken through to the 96th rank, the realm of a Peak Douluo, a full month ago.
At this moment, Yunxiao finally spoke in a calm voice.
"Seventh Soul Skill—Six-Winged Elf King True Form!"
"Sixth Soul Skill—Space Control, Space Pause!"
"Eighth Soul Skill—Time Control, Time Pause!"
"Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Space-Time Advent!"
In an instant—ten meters, a hundred meters, a thousand meters, ten thousand meters.
As Yunxiao unleashed his Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Space-Time Advent,
ripples of spatial and temporal energy radiated outward from his body.
In the blink of an eye, the undulating waves of Space-Time Advent spread across a radius of ten thousand meters.
At this moment, whether it was Ci Xue or She Long,
or even the two sycophant beasts—the Titan Giant Ape and the Sky Blue Bull Python—
within the ten-thousand-meter range affected by Space-Time Advent,
every single being, whether human or Soul Beast,
was frozen in both time and space.
In just an instant, all of them lost the ability to think, instantly falling into a state of complete stagnation.
The frozen space-time encased everything like amber. She Long's Serpent Spear Martial Soul, raised mid-air, gleamed coldly, while Ci Xue's ferocious expression was locked in a grotesque bluish-purple hue.
The Titan Giant Ape's massive fist, as large as a small hill, hung visibly in the air just an inch away from Yunxiao and Qian Renxue, its murky eyes reflecting distorted clouds.
Meanwhile, the Sky Blue Bull Python's sinuous body stiffened like a petrified mountain range, its tail frozen mid-strike as it lunged toward Ci Xue and She Long.
Of course, Yunxiao and Qian Renxue were the only exceptions—they remained completely unaffected.
Witnessing this scene, Qian Renxue couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath.
"Tsk…"
"Ci Xue, She Long, the Titan Giant Ape, the Sky Blue Bull Python."
"Two Titled Douluos, two hundred-thousand-year Soul Beasts."
"And yet, in just an instant, you completely immobilized every single one of them."
"Yunxiao… you're just too strong!"
Strong. Unbelievably strong. So strong it was practically invincible.
Even though she had long known Yunxiao's true capabilities, seeing such an exaggerated display for the first time still left her utterly stunned.
Two Titled Douluos and two hundred-thousand-year Soul Beasts—this combination of two humans and two beasts alone could completely annihilate the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
In other words, with just Yunxiao's Space-Time Advent, he could wipe out the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
This single Martial Soul Fusion Skill alone was enough—there was no need to even resort to Yunxiao's ninth Soul Skill, World Descent, which treated all beings equally.
At this moment, Qian Renxue recalled their first meeting.
Right then, she felt that Yu Tianheng... maybe he wasn't so damned after all.
If not for the mess he had caused back then, she, Qian Renxue, would never have had the chance to be with Yunxiao.
Had she not ended up with Yunxiao, they might have become enemies.
And if they had become enemies, aside from her grandfather Qian Daoliu, no one in the Spirit Hall would have been able to handle Yunxiao.
Fortunately, she had taken the initiative and claimed Yunxiao first.
Otherwise, if Yunxiao had chosen to oppose the Spirit Hall, it would have been an absolute nightmare for them.
A Titled Douluo with nine Soul Skills—Yunxiao possessed eight utterly unfair, unreasonable rule-based Soul Skills.
Though it seemed like he only had eight, in reality, his Soul Skills were practically infinite.
How much power and how many techniques those eight shamelessly overpowered rule-based Soul Skills could unleash depended entirely on the user's creativity and imagination.
Speaking of infinity, Yunxiao also had an entire Elf Small World supporting him. During battle, he would never run out of Soul Power.
Infinite Soul Skills, infinite Soul Power—just thinking about such an enemy sent chills down one's spine.
Unbeatable. Completely, utterly unbeatable.
The more Qian Renxue thought about it, the more her heart swelled with delight.
Her man's strength was truly overwhelming, whether in dealing with enemies or in his... combat prowess with her and Shui Wu You.
It left her utterly addicted.
In an instant, Qian Renxue's face flushed red.
She really, really wanted—
To pin Yunxiao beneath her.
She wanted to conquer him completely, make him kneel and sing her praises.
Yunxiao: "..."
Seeing the blush on Qian Renxue's face, he was speechless.
In this kind of situation, why the hell are you blushing?!
Noticing her unusual behavior—her long legs rubbing together—
Yunxiao's lips twitched, his mouth slightly agape.
He wanted to say something but hesitated.
Damn. Just... damn.
Qian Renxue was lost in her own fantasies, already descending into corruption?
Xiao Xue... she had fallen.
She was no longer the sacred, radiant little angel who judged darkness and struck down corruption.
Only after seeing Yunxiao's strange look did Qian Renxue regain some composure.
Well, Yunxiao was her man. Sooner or later, she would make those fantasies a reality.
"Ahem, Yunxiao, you mentioned earlier about getting me a hundred-thousand-year seventh Soul Ring?"
If given the choice, she naturally wanted her seventh Soul Ring to be a hundred-thousand-year one.
The Immortal Herb Fierce Flame Apricot Flood, whale fat, and two 99,999-year Angel Soul Bones.
Even with all these foundations, she still had no confidence in absorbing a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring for her seventh Soul Ring.
And precisely because of this, Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel curious.
Yunxiao—just what method did he have that would allow her to absorb a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring for her seventh Soul Ring?
Faced with Qian Renxue's inquiry, Yunxiao simply chuckled lightly.
Then, he slowly began to speak.
"Heh, Xiao Xue, could it be that you've forgotten my third Soul Skill—Word Spirit Control?"