Chapter 409: Leaving Sea God Island, Returning to the Continent!
Qian Renxue's tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.
"I won't listen!"
"Grandfather, stop!"
"I don't want to become a god anymore!"
Qian Daoliu, however, seemed not to hear her cries.
His voice remained gentle, yet carried a hint of heaviness.
"Your father, Qian Xunji, did not die at the hands of Tang Hao."
Qian Renxue's body shook violently; she even forgot to struggle.
Qian Daoliu said slowly:
"Tang Hao did indeed severely injure your father back then."
"But the person who truly killed him was Bibi Dong."
Boom!
This sentence was like a thunderclap, striking hard into Qian Renxue's mind.
She stared blankly at Qian Daoliu.
"What did you say?"
"It was... her?"
"Bibi Dong killed Father?"
Qian Daoliu sighed.
"Yes."
"I knew about what happened back then."
"Your father did wrong, and he sowed the seeds of evil consequences."
"Bibi Dong had resentment and hatred in her heart; she endured for many years and finally killed him with her own hands."
"I could have killed her."
"But at that time, you had already lost your father."
"I didn't want you to lose your mother as well."
Qian Renxue felt as if she had been struck by a heavy blow.
She had always thought her father died at the hands of Tang Hao.
She had always thought the Clear Sky Sect and Tang Hao were the greatest enemies of Spirit Hall.
But now, Qian Daoliu told her that the one who truly killed Qian Xunji was Bibi Dong.
It was her mother.
The woman who had treated her coldly since she was young, and who even refused to acknowledge her.
Qian Renxue's Soul was trembling.
She suddenly understood many things.
She understood why Bibi Dong never wanted to be close to her.
She understood why there was always pain, disgust, and struggle in Bibi Dong's eyes when she looked at her.
Because her existence was, in itself, a brand of Bibi Dong's painful past.
Qian Daoliu continued:
"Xue'er, you can hate her."
"You can also choose not to forgive her."
"But Grandfather hopes you understand that she was not born cold-blooded."
"She was just consumed by hatred for too long."
"Now that Tang San has refined her into an undead Puppet, for her, this might be more painful than death. After you become the Angel God, how you face her is for you to decide."
"Do not let hatred sway you because of Grandfather's words."
"What you need to do is become a true god."
Qian Renxue's lips trembled.
She wanted to speak, but couldn't say a word.
Qian Daoliu's figure was becoming increasingly illusory.
Golden flames engulfed his body.
His voice also began to become intermittent.
"Xue'er..."
"You are Grandfather's... greatest pride in this life."
"No matter how much pain you endure... you must hold on."
"Achieve... Angel..."
As the last word fell, Qian Daoliu's figure completely dissipated.
It turned into golden light spots all over the sky, merging into the Angel statue.
"Grandfather—!"
Qian Renxue let out a heart-rending cry.
At this very moment, her suctioned palm suddenly moved from the gemstone to the hilt of the sword.
Hum!
The Angelic Sacred Sword erupted with blinding golden light.
Qian Renxue was almost pulled by that power, forcibly pulling the sword out of the ground.
Boom—
The entire true Angel God Temple began to burn at this moment.
The gray statue turned into pure gold.
The six golden stone pillars released countless feather-like divine patterns.
The Angel statue opened its arms and embraced Qian Renxue.
The next moment, an indescribably massive divine force crazily surged into Qian Renxue's body.
The Angel 9th Trial had truly begun.
Pain.
Indescribable pain. It was not the pain of flesh and skin being torn, but the pain of bones being reshaped, Meridians being burned, and the Soul being peeled away inch by inch before being recast.
Qian Renxue's body hovered in the center of the temple.
Her six wings unfurled.
Golden flames continuously erupted from her body.
She wanted to scream, but could make no sound.
She wanted to struggle, but could not move.
The Angel divine force was like countless fine golden needles, drilling into every inch of her flesh and blood, every wisp of Soul Power, and every piece of her Soul. Her nine Soul Rings began to tremble.
The Angel Soul Bone that had originally fused within her body was also forcibly pulled out at this moment.
One piece.
Two pieces.
Three pieces.
Until all six pieces of the Angel Soul Bone appeared around her. These Angel set Soul Bones, passed down in Spirit Hall for many years, gradually melted in the divine fire, turning into a mass of flowing golden liquid.
They were no longer Soul Bones.
Instead, they were transforming into a true divine suit.
Qian Renxue's consciousness began to blur.
Qian Daoliu's death, the truth about Bibi Dong, Tang San's massacre of the city, Tang Chuan's Sea God Legacy...
Countless images crazily intersected in her mind.
Cracks appeared in her Soul.
Just when she could barely hold on, a figure appeared in the depths of her Soul.
Bibi Dong.
That noble, cold woman who always made her feel pain.
Bibi Dong stood in the darkness, looking at her coldly.
"Didn't you always want to surpass me?"
"Don't you always hate me?"
"Now you know the truth."
"That's right, I killed Qian Xunji."
"If you want to avenge him, live and become a god, then come find me."
Qian Renxue's Soul shook violently.
"Bibi Dong!"
"I hate you!"
"I hate that you killed my father, and I hate that you never looked at me like a mother!"
"But I won't let Tang San turn you into a monster without consciousness!"
"What you owe me, I want you to wake up and pay it back yourself!"
A strong obsession erupted.
Her Soul, on the verge of collapse, condensed a bit.
But the pain continued.
The golden liquid of the Angel divine suit slammed into her body.
At this moment, the pain increased several times over.
Cracks appeared in Qian Renxue's Soul again.
She was almost completely torn apart.
Just then, a second figure appeared.
Qian Daoliu.
He stood in the golden flames, still looking at her with those kind eyes.
"Xue'er."
"Don't give up."
"This is the path Grandfather exchanged his life for you to have."
"Walk it."
Qian Renxue was bathed in tears.
"Grandfather..."
"I will not fail."
"I will definitely become the Angel God."
"I will definitely make Tang San pay the price!"
Qian Daoliu's phantom smiled slightly and dissipated into light spots.
The cracks in her Soul were forcibly stabilized again.
But the last wave of divine fire was the real test.
The Angel divine suit began to take shape completely.
The divine suit was not worn on her body, but had to be completely fused with her Physical Body, Soul, and Martial Soul.
At this moment, Qian Renxue felt as if she had been thrown into the core of the sun.
Her consciousness began to dissipate.
She could no longer distinguish who she was.
Was she the Young Lord of Spirit Hall?
The heir of the Qian family?
Bibi Dong's daughter?
Or the Angel God that Qian Daoliu exchanged his life for?
Just as her Soul was about to completely shatter, a third figure appeared.
It was a young man in blue.
With black hair draped over his shoulders and calm eyes.
He stood amidst endless Blue Silver Grass, with vast ocean tides and cyan-gold life light intertwined behind him.
Tang Chuan.
Qian Renxue was stunned.
She didn't expect that in the deepest part of her Soul, the third obsession would actually be Tang Chuan.
It was not love.
Nor was it pure hatred.
It was something more complex.
She once regarded Tang Chuan as an enemy.
Because Tang Chuan broke Spirit Hall's plans time and time again, making her feel frustrated time and time again.
But she also had to admit that Tang Chuan was one of the most dazzling people of this era.
He was not Tang San.
Tang San was paranoid, crazy, and could slaughter the innocent to resurrect Xiao Wu.
But Tang Chuan was different.
He walked the path of life.
He made the Blue Silver Grass, a Martial Soul despised by the world, truly stand at the Peak of the continent.
Qian Renxue looked at that figure and suddenly smiled.
"Tang Chuan."
"I will not lose to you."
"You walk the path of the Sea God, guarding life."
"Tang San walks the path of the Rakshasa, devouring Souls."
"And I, I walk the path of the Angel."
"I want to judge all darkness with light."
"I want to let you all know that in this era, it is not just you, Tang Chuan."
"There is also me, Qian Renxue!"
Boom—
The third obsession erupted completely.
Qian Renxue's shattered Soul forcibly condensed at this moment.
All the golden divine fire surged back, crazily pouring into her body.
The Angel divine suit finally took shape.
In the temple, endless golden light solidified.
Qian Renxue hovered in mid-air, her six wings completely turned golden, the diamond-shaped mark on her forehead shattered, replaced by a true six-winged Angel Divinity.
She held the Angelic Sacred Sword in her hand.
On her body, the golden divine suit covered her entire being, holy and majestic.
That was no longer the aura of a Soul Master.
But of a god.
A true Angel God.
A majestic and vast voice resounded from all directions of the Angel God Temple.
[Angel 9th Trial, completed.]
[Angel God Position Legacy successful.]
[Angel divine suit condensation completed.]
[Qian Renxue, inherits the first-level Divinity—Angel God.]
Boom!
The next moment, a golden pillar of light broke through the temple and pierced the starry sky.
Over Spirit City, the night was completely illuminated.
Countless people looked up in shock.
They saw a huge six-winged Angel phantom slowly descending above the Priest Hall.
Holy radiance sprinkled over the entire Spirit City.
All the residual Rakshasa Qi in the city let out a harsh hiss under this light and quickly dissipated.
Inside the Angel God Temple.
Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes; her pupils had completely turned golden.
Gone was the previous fragility.
Gone was the confusion.
She looked down at her palm.
There, the last wisp of warmth after Qian Daoliu's sacrifice still remained.
"Grandfather."
Qian Renxue said softly.
"I succeeded."
"I know the truth."
"Father's vengeance, Mother's debt, Tang San's crimes, I will settle them all personally."
She raised the Angelic Sacred Sword, the golden sword light illuminating the endless Void Realm.
"Tang San."
"You dare to slaughter the continent and devour Souls for sacrifice."
"You dare to refine Bibi Dong into an undead."
"Then I shall judge your Rakshasa sins in the name of the Angel."
"Tang Chuan."
"If you have already embarked on the path of the Sea God, then return as soon as possible."
"In this divine war, I, Qian Renxue, will not be absent."
As her voice fell.
The true Angel God Temple opened with a roar.
Qian Renxue stepped out.
Her golden six wings unfurled, and her figure turned into a sun, descending over Spirit City.
That night.
Everyone in Spirit City saw the light.
And they also saw the new god belonging to the Qian family.
Angel God, Qian Renxue.
Ascended to Godhood!!!
In front of the Sea God Temple, the sea breeze was very quiet.
So quiet that it seemed as if the entire ocean was still immersed in the shock of that moment.
After the Sea God Trident was pulled out, the blue-gold radiance on Sea God Mountain did not dissipate for a long time.
In the Ring Sea, waves pushed towards the shore layer by layer, but dared not make too much noise, as if afraid of disturbing the young man holding the Divine Artifact at this moment.
Tang Chuan stood in front of the Sea God Temple, his right hand gripping the Sea God Trident. The blue-gold divine patterns on the trident body flowed slowly, and every time the light flickered, it seemed as if ten thousand acres of ocean tides were surging within it.
That Divine Artifact, which had slept for countless years, had now truly acknowledged him.
But there was not much joy on Tang Chuan's face.
His gaze looked towards the direction of the continent. There, separated by endless seas and ten thousand miles of wind and waves, there should not have been any aura that could reach here.
But he was different.
His Martial Soul was the Blue Silver Emperor.
As long as Blue Silver Grass existed on the Douluo Continent, and as long as there was a trace of life veins beneath the earth that had not been severed, he could vaguely sense the changes happening on that continent.
Just a moment ago, the instant he pulled out the Sea God Trident, the Origin of the Blue Silver Emperor suddenly trembled violently. That was not an ordinary warning, but a wail.
Countless Blue Silver Grass were conveying the same emotion to him.
Fear.
Death.
Withering.
And the emptiness left behind after the Soul was forcibly stripped away.
Tang Chuan closed his eyes.
In his perception, several life auras on the continent had been completely extinguished.
Not natural death, not the aftermath of war.
But city after city had their Souls forcibly erased.
After those people died, not even a remnant Soul returned to the world. They seemed to have been erased from the world by an invisible giant hand, leaving only cold corpses and land polluted by Rakshasa Divine Power.
Tang Chuan's fingers slowly tightened.
The Sea God Trident made a low hum.
High Priestess stood behind him, looking at his back, and a look of gravity also appeared in her eyes.
"You sensed it?"
Tang Chuan opened his eyes, his voice very calm.
"Tang San has begun to slaughter cities."
As soon as this was said, the expressions of the few people outside the Sea God Temple all changed.
Xiao Rui'er stood under the stone steps, originally excited because Tang Chuan had pulled out the Sea God Trident, but at this moment, the smile on her face instantly froze.
"Slaughtering cities?"
Her voice tightened slightly.
"He really dares to?"
Tang Chuan did not answer, because the answer no longer needed to be spoken.
Anger appeared in Xiao Rui'er's eyes.
"I'll go back with you."
She had just taken a step forward, but was stopped by Tang Chuan's raised hand.
"You stay."
Xiao Rui'er was stunned.
"Why?"
Tang Chuan turned around, looking at her, and also looking at the other companions behind him.
"Your Sea God trials have not been completed."
"Tang San is no longer an ordinary Soul Master; he walks the path of the Rakshasa, slaughtering civilians, devouring Souls, and has even begun to refine undead."
"If you go back with me now, you will only fall into his Rakshasa Domain."
Xiao Rui'er gritted her teeth.
"But you going back alone..."
"That's enough."
Tang Chuan's voice was not heavy, but it carried an unquestionable power.
After he finished speaking, his gaze softened a bit.
"Stay on Sea God Island and complete your own trials."
"Here, there is High Priestess Senior, the Seven Sacred Pillar Guardians, and the Seagod's Light."
"Wait until you are truly strong, then come back to help me."
Xiao Rui'er fell silent; she knew what Tang Chuan said was the truth.
She was not weak, but the current situation was no longer a fight between ordinary Soul Masters.
Tang San was slaughtering cities and devouring Souls on the continent, Qian Renxue was starting the Angel 9th Trial in Spirit City, and Tang Chuan had just pulled out the Sea God Trident.
This was already a war between successors of Divinity.
If she forcibly followed him back, she would likely become a burden.
High Priestess walked up slowly.
"Tang Chuan, you just completed the Seventh Trial; logically, you should continue to stay on Sea God Island, stabilize the recognition of the Divine Artifact, and prepare for the Eighth Trial."
Tang Chuan looked at her.
"The continent cannot wait."
High Priestess was silent for a moment.
Then, she sighed softly.
"I understand."
She raised her hand, and a blue-gold light flew out from the Sea God Temple, landing in the center of Tang Chuan's brow.
"This is the mark of Sea God Island. No matter where you are on the continent, as long as you are willing, you can use this mark to sense the direction of Sea God Island."
"The Eighth Trial will not disappear because of this."
"But you must remember, the Sea God Legacy becomes more dangerous the further you go. If you consume too much on the continent, when you return, the trial will be even more difficult."
Tang Chuan nodded.
"Thank you, Senior."
High Priestess looked at the Sea God Trident in his hand, a hint of complexity appearing in her eyes.
"You have already obtained the recognition of the Divine Artifact."
"In a sense, you are already the successor truly chosen by the Sea God."
"Tang San has embarked on the path of the Rakshasa, and Qian Renxue is about to inherit the Angel God Position."
"Once you go, I am afraid you will never be able to stay out of it again."
Tang Chuan said calmly:
"From the moment he slaughtered the first city, it was impossible for me to stay out of it."
The sea breeze blew past.
Tang Chuan turned and looked at Xiao Rui'er and the others.
"Cultivate well."
"Wait for my return."
Xiao Rui'er's eyes were slightly red, but she did not act willfully again.
She just nodded forcefully.
"You must come back too."
Tang Chuan smiled.
"I will."
As the words fell, he took a step out.
The Sea God Trident tapped lightly into the void.
Boom!
The sea surface suddenly parted.
A blue-gold waterway extended from outside Sea God Island, leading straight to the distant continent. (End of this chapter)
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