Chapter 254: Capture
"Damn it! You dared to destroy my City of Slaughter!"
An ominous figure emerged from the ruins, radiating such intense killing intent that even Ye Wen frowned in discomfort. Emerging from the debris of his shattered domain, the King of Slaughter was seething with fury. His gaze quickly fell upon Ye Wen and Qianqian, his attention momentarily drawn to the strange barrier encircling the area.
"What is this?" he demanded, bewildered by the towering Liuhe Sealing Array encompassing a hundred miles.
The King of Slaughter, however, wasted no time on further questioning. He directed his rage toward the only two suspects present, charging at them without hesitation.
As the King of Slaughter closed in, Ye Wen met him with calm, unfazed. "Enjoying the sunlight, King of Slaughter?"
The King of Slaughter hesitated, surprised by Ye Wen's unruffled demeanor. Could this young man really be oblivious to the deadly aura radiating from him?
"Who are you people?" the King of Slaughter demanded, voice thick with suspicion.
"I'm the high priest of the Shura God," Ye Wen replied with a sly grin. "I'm here to bestow the true Shura God's divine trials. Why don't you go ahead and hand over the Shura Demon Sword?"
Enraged, the King of Slaughter cursed under his breath. Shura God's high priest? Preposterous! Only he, the King of Slaughter, was the rightful priest of the Shura God, having secretly swapped the original priest out long ago.
"You'll pay for that insult!" he growled. With that, he surged forward, his sword aimed for Ye Wen's neck.
But Qianqian intercepted the blow, summoning her Angelic Holy Sword, effortlessly blocking his strike. Ye Wen's gaze remained steady.
"My, so cautious, King of Slaughter," Ye Wen sneered. "Even against an ordinary mortal like myself, you prefer to attack first."
The King of Slaughter ignored Ye Wen's taunts, putting his full strength into his sword. To his surprise, however, the young girl before him parried his blow with equal force. Warier now, he withdrew several steps, eyeing Ye Wen and Qianqian with new suspicion.
"Who are you people?" he demanded again.
Ye Wen took his time, contemplating a response, before an amused smile crossed his face. "If you must know, I'm the high priest of the Shura God, here to fulfill the true will of my deity. Why don't you go ahead and hand over the Shura Demon Sword?"
The King of Slaughter's anger flared. "Die, both of you!" he roared, unleashing a massive surge of dark red spirit energy laced with divine force.
Ye Wen's senses sharpened as he assessed the King's power. Though powerful, his armor lacked the enhancements of the true Shura God's armor, and even at full force, his strength fell short of true godhood. Still, his strength bordered on god level, almost equal to the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.
"Qianqian, he's all yours," Ye Wen said casually, retreating a few steps. "Don't get too careless."
Qianqian gave a solemn nod, her golden eyes fixed on the King of Slaughter. Without hesitating, she donned her six word god armor, the Divine Grace of Dawn.
The King of Slaughter's lips curled into a snarl. "Do you know who I am, child? You think a brat like you can withstand my power?" He sneered, his eyes filled with cruel amusement. "Lucky for you, the City of Slaughter was just destroyed I was looking for a way to release some tension, and you'll do nicely."
Ignoring him, Qianqian raised her sword, her wings unfurling. Following Ye Wen's teachings, she knew better than to underestimate any foe.
With her armor equipped, she emitted an aura of pure divinity, surpassing even the King of Slaughter's power. Realizing her strength, a look of panic flickered across his face. She was a true god, something he could only pretend to be.
Qianqian smirked, her contempt evident. "Reveal your true form, soul beast. I, as the Angel God, promise you an honorable end."
The King of Slaughter, unaware of the animosity between the Shura and Angelic factions, hastily adjusted his tone, attempting to placate her. "Wait, Great Angel no need to stoop to killing a mere demigod. This has all been a misunderstanding, so let's call it even, yes?"
"You really are pathetic," Qianqian remarked, seeing through him. "The once invincible King of Slaughter, reduced to a parasite, surviving off a soul beast's scraps. I'll end this mockery now." Her eyes narrowed. "Eighth Soul Skill: Holy Light!"
A brilliant golden glow flooded the area, radiating purity and power as Qianqian's wings spread wide, unleashing a radiant surge of holy energy.
Unlike typical light based attacks, Qianqian's holy light contained a divine judgment aspect, amplifying its effects against anything deemed impure or evil. Bathed in her holy light, those who embodied evil would suffer intense pain and be heavily suppressed. With her skill's unique effect, Qianqian's attacks grew even stronger against her foes.
"Aaaaah!" The King of Slaughter screamed in agony as the purifying energy burned through him.
His dark red, almost black spirit energy erupted from his body, separating from him and gathering in waves as it dissipated under the force of Qianqian's divine light.
Ye Wen raised a brow, recognizing something valuable in the dissipating energy. He raised his hand, creating a box shaped barrier around it. "Perfect Cube."
The six sided barrier encased the dark energy in an unbreakable prison. This technique, Perfect Cube, was a variant of his Liuhe Sealing Array, an advanced god level move designed by Ye Wen. It functioned as an impenetrable cage, redistributing attacks equally across all six faces, ensuring that only someone of superior strength could break through it.
Ye Wen called the captured energy toward him, holding it in his palm with satisfaction.
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