Chapter 120 Qian Renxue's Angelic Test: Facing Bibi Dong Directly!
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's expression turned serious.
She knew what her master was referring to.
The Angel's Test.
She has passed the first eight tests, and only the last test, which is also the most crucial one, remains.
The ninth test.
If she passes the test, she will be able to inherit the position of the angel and become a true god.
"Master, I..."
Qian Renxue's lips moved, and a rare look of confusion and worry appeared on her face.
"I'm not sure."
This was the first time she had shown her lack of confidence in front of Qian Daobai.
The ninth test of the angels is extremely dangerous.
Throughout history, there have been countless geniuses in the Angel lineage, but very few have actually reached this final step.
In the end, none of them succeeded.
Although she was hailed as a once-in-a-millennium genius among the angels, she was still filled with trepidation as she faced this test that no one had ever succeeded at before.
If it fails, the consequences will be unimaginable.
At best, the divine test will be interrupted, and one's strength will decline.
In severe cases, the martial spirit may shatter, or even the person may perish on the spot.
What are you afraid of?
Qian Daobai looked at her.
"I'm afraid... I'll let you down."
Qian Renxue said in a low voice.
"I also fear that I might fail to live up to the glory of the angelic lineage."
My expectation is not for you to be afraid.
Qian Daobai's voice remained calm.
"The angels chose you, and I chose you, not so that you might question our choices."
"Your martial soul is a god-level martial soul."
"Your soul power, refined by my own hands, is incomparably pure."
"Your ninth spirit ring is a divinely bestowed spirit ring."
"Your starting point is higher than that of any of your ancestors."
"If you still fail even with this, then it can only mean that the angels are blind."
His words, devoid of any comfort, struck Qian Renxue's heart like a heavy hammer.
yes.
They possessed unprecedentedly favorable conditions.
Behind him stood his master, a figure of immense influence and influence.
What right do I have to be afraid? To back down?
Her confusion and worries were gradually shattered by these words.
Instead, there was an unprecedented determination.
"Disciple understands."
Qian Renxue raised her head, and a renewed sense of confidence shone in her golden eyes.
I won't let you down.
"I will become a god!"
A faint smile appeared on Qian Daobai's face, but it vanished in an instant.
"very good."
"Go."
"Go to the forbidden area of the ancestral hall; your grandfather is waiting for you there."
"He was the examiner for the ninth test."
"grandfather..."
Qian Renxue's heart stirred.
The grandfather she mentioned was none other than Qian Daoliu, the former Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall and a peerless Douluo of level ninety-nine.
Since the appearance of his master, his grandfather passed on the position of Grand Master to him and retired to the forbidden area to guard the angel statue, rarely showing his face.
Unexpectedly, this time, he would personally preside over the divine test for himself.
Qian Renxue said no more, bowed respectfully to Qian Daobai, then turned around and walked with firm steps into the depths of the offering hall.
...
The forbidden area of the offering hall.
This is a magnificent circular hall, and in the center of the hall stands a six-winged angel statue that is 100 meters tall.
The statue holds a holy sword, its face is compassionate, and it exudes an endless aura of holiness.
An old man dressed in simple linen clothes sat cross-legged at the feet of the statue, his eyes slightly closed, as if he had become one with the whole world.
It is indeed a thousand streams.
Tap, tap, tap.
A crisp sound of footsteps rang out.
Qian Renxue entered the empty hall.
Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze fell on his granddaughter.
In that gaze, there was relief, anticipation, and a subtle, complex emotion.
"Xue'er, you've come."
His voice was gentle yet aged.
"grandfather."
Qian Renxue walked up to him and bowed.
In public, she is a majestic pope.
But here, she is just a junior about to be tested.
"Level 91..."
Sensing the aura emanating from Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu's eyes flashed with a hint of amazement.
"Your master's methods are truly divine."
He stood up and looked up at the enormous angel statue.
Are you ready?
"Ready."
Qian Renxue's voice was firm and powerful.
Qian Daoliu nodded, a relieved smile on his face.
"good."
"The ninth test of the angels: to inherit the divine throne."
"This test is also a test of life and death."
He turned around, his expression becoming extremely serious.
"As the examiner, I will guide the divine power of the angels to descend."
"And what you have to do is withstand the infusion of divine power and completely merge your soul with the imprint of the angels and gods."
"This process will be incredibly painful, and your will will be put to the test like never before."
"Remember, no matter what happens, you must hold on to your true self. Once your will collapses, you will be assimilated by divine power and completely dissipate."
Qian Renxue listened attentively, memorizing every word.
"My granddaughter understands."
"So..."
Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, and his aura began to rise steadily.
He unleashed his level 99 soul power without reservation.
Golden flames ignited from his body.
He raised his hands and began to chant an ancient and sacred prayer.
"By the blood of angels, in the name of the High Priest, we respectfully invite... the deity to descend!"
Buzz—!
The entire hall trembled violently.
Suddenly, two golden lights shone from the eyes of the enormous angel statue.
An indescribable, vast divine power descended from the sky, enveloping the entire forbidden area.
The holy sword in the statue's hand emitted a clear and melodious sword sound.
A beam of pure, golden light shot out from the tip of the sword and shone directly on Qian Renxue.
The Ninth Trial by the Angels.
Let's begin!
The moment the golden beam of light enveloped Qian Renxue, she felt her consciousness being pulled from her body, plunging into an endless golden ocean.
This is the source of divine power, the manifestation of the will of angels and deities.
Warm, sacred, solemn.
Countless insights about light, judgment, and order flooded into her mind like a tide.
Her soul was elevated in this ocean, slowly drawing closer to the supreme divinity.
Qian Daoliu stood outside the pillar of light, his expression solemn, his aged eyes filled with anticipation.
The angel lineage's millennia-long dream may be realized today through his granddaughter.
However, at the most crucial moment of the divine power infusion, a ripple suddenly spread out from the pure golden ocean without warning.
A completely different aura suddenly intruded into this sacred domain.
The aura was cold, malevolent, and filled with murderous intent and resentment.
Qian Renxue felt a chill run down her spine and abruptly opened her spiritual eye.
In the golden ocean not far away, a disheveled figure was slowly coalescing.
Her papal robes were tattered and torn, she was covered in blood, and her aura was extremely weak. She was none other than Bibi Dong, who had just escaped.
(End of chapter)