Douluo: I Became Qian Xunji, The Secret Chamber Douluo!

Elder Qianjun murmured, "The young master's combat experience is still lacking. That previous strike should have been aimed at the wings of the Two-Winged Radiant White Tiger. That way, it would have lost its ability to fly." 

With the six-winged angel possessing flight abilities, facing a grounded Two-Winged Radiant White Tiger would give an even greater advantage. 

What Elder Qianjun didn't know was that the current Qian Xunji was no longer the same person as before. Right now, he was severely lacking in combat experience, and the reason he didn't sever the beast's wings was precisely to train himself in battle. 

By inflicting a three-inch-deep wound on the white tiger's armpit, Qian Xunji had already secured an unbeatable position. 

As long as he activated the Angelic Domain, with its purification ability, he could gradually cleanse the soul beast's energy. In due time, even a seventy-five-thousand-year-old soul beast would be reduced to the strength of an ordinary tiger of the same size. 

The battle between Qian Xunji and the Two-Winged Radiant White Tiger continued. The wounded beast used its soul power to block its injury and prevent blood loss. Since its close-combat strength had weakened due to the wound, it switched to long-range attacks. 

The white tiger's fur stood on end, glowing with golden light, each strand acting like a miniature reservoir of soul power. Its energy gradually gathered in its mouth, forming what appeared to be a small energy cannonball before launching it. 

Qian Xunji flapped his wings and swiftly dodged, allowing the cannonballs to streak past him. 

When the projectiles struck the Star Dou Forest, they obliterated trees over a hundred meters tall and as thick as ten men hugging together—evidence of their terrifying power. 

Elder Qianjun narrowed his eyes. "Jiangmo, look at that beast's mouth. Does it seem to be glowing brighter with each shot?" 

The always-watchful Elder Jiangmo, who had been focused on Qian Xunji, shifted his gaze to the soul beast and examined it carefully. "You're right, brother. And its belly is also getting bigger." 

"This beast is likely gathering energy for a devastating attack. Get ready to assist the young master!" 

As Qian Xunji soared through the air, evading the white tiger's projectiles, he suddenly stopped mid-flight. His golden hair flowed forward due to the momentum. In front of him, a terrifying energy cannon was about to explode—just an arm's length away. 

"Not bad! It actually predicted my trajectory," Qian Xunji praised the beast. 

There was once a saying: If you fall into an enemy's trap and get killed, it only proves that you are not skilled or smart enough. 

"ROAR—!" 

The Two-Winged Radiant White Tiger let out another deafening roar, its mouth turning entirely golden, like a swirling sea of energy. The intense soul power within it gave off an aura of impending death. 

This was its trump card. Each projectile it had fired earlier had also transferred a portion of its soul power to its belly, storing up energy for this final devastating move. 

For a soul beast to survive seventy-five thousand years, it had to have at least one powerful hidden ace. This technique covered an area too large to escape. 

"Is it coming? Angelic Domain! Angelic True Form!" 

A golden wave of energy burst from the angelic martial soul behind Qian Xunji, forming a vast circular field nearly a hundred meters in radius, radiating divine brilliance. 

At the same time, his seventh soul ring lit up—Martial Soul True Form activated. 

The Angelic Domain was an inherent ability of the angelic martial soul, similar to the Killing God Domain, but under the user's control. At its first stage, it could suppress enemy strength by 10% while boosting the user's by 10%. Additionally, the divine energy within it continuously purified soul power. 

After evolving into the Heavenly Saint Angelic Domain, the suppression effect increased to 30%. 

Qian Xunji had long noticed the beast's ultimate move, though he realized it later than Elder Qianjun. His clue had been the blood from its wound. If the beast lacked the energy to block its bleeding yet continued launching attacks, where had all that soul power gone? The answer was obvious. 

With a violent retch, the Two-Winged Radiant White Tiger expelled all the energy it had accumulated—like a golden waterfall, a raging tide of soul power. Each portion of this attack had the same destructive force as its previous cannonballs. 

Having used its ultimate move, the white tiger was now nearly drained of energy. Normally, it would either consume its defeated prey to recover or, if it sensed danger, use its wings to escape. But with two Titled Douluo watching, there was no chance of fleeing. 

"Angel's Descent!" 

Qian Xunji's fourth soul ring lit up, boosting his attack, speed, and soul power output by 50%. He poured all his strength into the Holy Sword, which shone brilliantly. Then, like a falling meteor, he dove straight into the golden tidal wave. 

Explosions erupted continuously, even shaking the Angelic Domain itself. 

From within the golden torrent, a golden meteor suddenly burst forth—Qian Xunji. However, his Holy Sword had shattered, and his first, fourth, and fifth soul rings had dimmed, a sign that he had exhausted their power. 

Even so, his sleeves had been torn apart, revealing his arms, which were covered in bulging veins and dripping with blood. 

"You've lost." 

The Two-Winged Radiant White Tiger stared in shock, eyes wide, momentarily frozen. 

Qian Xunji crashed down and delivered a devastating punch to the tiger's head, slamming it back into the forest below. 

Amidst the dense vegetation, Qian Xunji's fists turned golden, and he launched a relentless barrage of blows directly at the beast's heart. Each punch sent golden energy surging through the white tiger's body. 

"Angel Assault!" 

As soon as his first soul skill finished its cooldown, Qian Xunji activated it again, channeling soul power into his fists. Before the attack even fully formed, his fist struck the white tiger's chest, sending golden energy ripping through its body. 

Ten meters behind the beast, a massive fist imprint was left on a giant tree. 

The Two-Winged Radiant White Tiger coughed up a mouthful of blood—its heart had been crushed. It had been beaten to death, its body collapsing. 

From its corpse, a pitch-black soul ring emerged, radiating terrifying soul power and an intense, lingering resentment. 

Satisfying!

Qian Xunji wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling the adrenaline rush fade. He gasped for air, his chest rising and falling heavily. 

Fighting with only his fists—feeling every impact, every blow connecting—was exhilarating.