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Chapter 335 - Chapter 335: The Final Piece.

Chapter 335: The Final Piece.

"Grandfather Grandfather !"

Qian Renxue cried out in agony, struggling with all her might. Suddenly, her hand was forcibly drawn by that strange suction force, shifting from the gemstone on the sword hilt to the handle itself.

With a loud hum, the sword that had been embedded before the Angel God statue was suddenly pulled out by her sheer force!

A blinding golden radiance erupted

Instantly transforming the entire Angelic Temple into an incandescent sphere of light, illuminating the dark sky like a second sun

Engulfing everything in its radiance.

That holy fire ignited every inscription carved into the temple walls.

In an instant

Qian Renxue felt her body shift

She was no longer standing where she had been.

Before her

The once gray Angel God statue had turned completely golden

Its arms outstretched, tightly embracing her.

And then

She felt it.

Something was merging into her body!

The diamond shaped gemstone on her forehead flashed brilliantly

An immense surge of energy erupted from within her!

The deafening roar of divine power left no room for grief

The scene before her was so overwhelming, so magnificent, that her mind was temporarily blank, unable to process anything else.

From all directions

A voice filled with supreme authority resounded

"ANGEL DESCENDS!"

At that moment

The golden radiance in the temple dimmed.

The Angel God statue had vanished.

Only Qian Renxue remained.

Behind her

Her six golden wings had fully spread open.

Her golden hair flowed freely, carried by an unseen force.

Her eyes remained closed

But her right hand was raised high, gripping the ancient sword she had just drawn forth.

Her entire body was bathed in divine golden flames.

From the tip of the sword

Feather shaped golden patterns began to spread downward, carving intricate designs along the blade

And then

Those same patterns extended onto her body!

They flowed over her face

Down her shoulders

Tracing along her torso.

With a soft chime

The clothes she had been wearing vanished completely.

Revealing her flawless divine form.

But instead of leaving her bare

The mysterious golden patterns slid into place, forming intricate markings that cloaked her entire being

A divine armor of light.

The sacred glow pulsed rhythmically, radiating waves of holy brilliance.

 But then

Pain.

Her consciousness snapped back

Her soul, awakened through torment.

A paralyzing numbness invaded every fiber of her being

It was as if thousands of ants were gnawing at her from within.

Pain could be endured

But this itching, this crawling sensation

It was far more terrifying.

The unbearable torment erased all rational thought

It spread from her very marrow

Every nerve set aflame with excruciating, intolerable agony.

She wanted to scream

But no voice escaped her lips.

She wanted to scratch at her skin

But her body refused to move.

Her entire being was drowning in relentless torment

Her mind teetering on the brink of collapse.

The pain

It was too much.

She was going to break.

If she failed to endure, if her soul gave in

She would cease to exist.

Not only would she fail the Angel God's inheritance

Her very existence would be erased

Her soul reduced to nothingness.

Her thoughts blurred.

Her consciousness wavered.

And then

A figure appeared in her soul.

A woman

Draped in the Papal robes of the Spirit Hall.

Noble.

Cold.

Bibi Dong.

Her icy gaze pierced into Qian Renxue's soul.

And then

A voice echoed deep within her spirit

"Didn't you want to surpass me?"

"Didn't you hate me?"

"I'm waiting for you."

"Qian Xunji "

"Yes, I killed him."

"If you want revenge, then come and find me."

Qian Renxue's mind reeled.

A shockwave ripped through her soul

Momentarily pushing aside the unbearable itching agony.

That unyielding desire for truth

Became an anchor.

Her near broken spirit steadied

Clutching onto that single, burning obsession.

Seconds dragged on.

Minutes stretched endlessly.

But the pain only worsened

Her willpower, painstakingly rebuilt, once again began to crumble.

No.

She couldn't let go.

She had to endure.

But her soul

Was fading.

Then

Another figure manifested within her consciousness.

A man

His entire body engulfed in golden flames.

Qian Daoliu.

His warm gaze radiated both hope and encouragement.

"Child… don't give up."

"You must endure."

Qian Renxue's trembling spirit stabilized once more.

"Grandfather… I won't let your sacrifice be in vain!"

Her physical body convulsed

And each tremor made the golden markings across her skin brighter, stronger.

Her body was changing.

Her form was reshaping under the divine influence

Her curves became more pronounced.

Her waist, delicate

Her chest, full

Her hips, sculpted in perfection

Her legs, long and powerful

Every aspect of her mortal body was being reborn in divinity.

At her forehead

The diamond shaped gemstone shattered.

Leaving behind a golden sigil

A six winged angel crest embedded into her skin

Like a miniature Angel God statue etched into her very soul.

Her entire aura transformed

Emanating an unparalleled divinity.

Her wings

Pure golden flames

Each beat distorting the very fabric of space.

Then

A sharp screech tore through the temple.

A final, agonizing wave of pain engulfed her soul

Her carefully guarded willpower

Shattered.

It was over.

Her soul was cracking.

Spreading, splitting

Her spirit was seconds from destruction.

Was this it?

Would she fail?

Would she die here?

Would she never become the Angel God?

Bitterness filled her heart.

And then

A third vision appeared in her mind.

Two figures.

One

A man dressed in white, as pure as snow.

In his arms

A small child.

Both smiling at her.

The child

Raised her hand, waving joyfully.

"Mommy~"

"Daddy and I came to save you~!"

Qian Renxue froze.

At that moment

An indescribable power ignited within her soul!

This father and daughter

They were her final piece.

The last missing fragment of her heart

Now complete.

Yes…

How could she give up now?

A soft smile graced her lips.

She imagined walking forward

Step by step

Until she embraced them both.

And in that instant

Her heart was whole.

All pain

Meaningless.

The path to divinity

Now unimpeded!

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