"Then I want to become the whirlpool that forcefully calms the sea itself."
As she spoke those words, the emotional fluctuations on Qian Renxue's face gradually disappeared.
Her expression became colder more indifferent.
It was as though she was slowly abandoning the final traces of humanity within herself in exchange for absolute control over fate and possibility.
The final traces of emotional fluctuation on her face seemed to sink into the endless dream sea around her.
Then her attention shifted toward the very core of the Douluo Continent. Deep within the collective subconscious, a gentle light pulsed faintly.
It was the newborn World Will of Douluo.
Compared to ancient planar consciousnesses, it was still immature, almost like a child that had only recently awakened.
Yet at this moment, it continuously released waves of warmth and closeness toward Qian Renxue.
The feelings carried dependence.
Qian Renxue quietly looked at it before speaking softly, almost in a whisper.
"I already understand your intentions."
Her purple eyes reflected the faint light of the World Will.
"But there are things that can only be done by me…"
"And there are things that must be done by someone else."
After all, every species on the Douluo Continent had been nurtured beneath this world's protection.
Whether human, soul beast, or spirit… All life carried a fragment of its blessing.
Qian Renxue's gaze softened slightly.
"I only ask one thing of you."
"If certain higher beings stop following the rules…"
"…preserve the final vitality of Spirit Hall."
The surrounding dream sea rippled gently. The World Will responded immediately with sorrowful emotions.
It already understood what Qian Renxue intended to do next.
Qian Renxue slowly lowered her eyes.
"The danger was never Tang San."
"He was merely the face standing at the front."
"Killing him changes very little."
Her voice became quieter.
"People believe destiny rests within their hands…"
"But most of the time, they are only moving along invisible currents."
The World Will trembled faintly like a crying child.
Sadness spread throughout the surrounding dream sea.
It was pleading with her, trying to stop her.
Qian Renxue smiled slightly. That smile carried an indescribable loneliness.
"Don't feel sad for me."
"This is the path I chose."
Then she paused briefly before continuing in a softer voice.
"Or perhaps…"
"This was the only path I could choose."
A deep purple light flickered within her pupils. Countless futures flowed through her eyes endlessly.
"Although I have become strong…I am still not strong enough."
"To truly obtain the qualification to resist…I must go meet him face to face."
At the mention of that existence, even the surrounding dream sea grew silent.
Only Qian Renxue's calm voice continued to echo.
"Only then…will I have a chance against the Creator of this entire verse."
The atmosphere became incomparably heavy.
Even the World Will instinctively recoiled slightly from the concept of that existence.
Qian Renxue, however, remained calm.
"There may be countless changes in fate."
"Countless altered futures."
"But one truth will never change."
Her golden hair fluttered gently as she looked toward the distant Douluo Continent.
A trace of warmth finally appeared within her indifferent eyes.
"I am Qian Renxue."
"The Angel Goddess born from the Douluo Continent."
After saying those words, her body gradually dissolved into countless colorful dream bubbles.
The bubbles drifted silently through the endless sea of dreams before disappearing one after another.
Even her presence completely vanished from this place.
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Undead Demiplane.
Silence ruled this world of death.
The sky was dim and gray, covered by drifting mist filled with necrotic energy. Mountains of pale bones stretched endlessly into the distance, while rivers of dark spiritual fire flowed quietly across the land like veins of the dead.
At the very center of the Demiplane stood a massive temple constructed entirely from white bones.
The temple appeared holy and eerie at the same time.
Countless skulls formed the towering pillars, while ancient runes flickered faintly across the walls with pale green light.
Within the deepest part of the temple, a throne made from innumerable bones stood quietly.
And seated upon that throne was Electrolux.The Necromancer of the Dead Calamity rested one hand against his temple, his silver-gray eyes seemingly lost in thought.
The entire Demiplane was absolutely still.
Then suddenly— Electrolux slowly raised his head and looked toward the edge of the plane.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
"So…You have finally come. Well, there was no need to bring an entire army to meet me."
The moment those words fell, space at the edge of the Undead Demiplane distorted violently.
Golden dreamlike ripples spread outward. Then Qian Renxue stepped out from within the distorted space.
Her golden hair fluttered lightly while countless faint dream bubbles drifted around her body.
Even the death aura of the Demiplane seemed unable to approach her.
She looked toward Electrolux seated upon the throne and smiled calmly.
"I have wanted to meet you for a very long time…"
Then she gently waved her hand.
Behind her, enormous golden portals suddenly opened one after another.
The next moment—
Terrifying dragon roars shook the entire Demiplane. Gigantic skeletal dragon heads slowly emerged from the portals.
Hundreds of Bone Dragon Behemoths covered in necrotic flames crawled out from the golden portals, their massive bodies blotting out the dim sky of the Demiplane.
Their eye sockets burned with ghostly soul fire. Ancient dragon pressure flooded the surroundings instantly.
These were not ordinary undead creatures. They were reanimated dragon corpses brought from the Dragon Realm itself through Qian Renxue's necromancy.
The entire Undead Demiplane trembled faintly from the overwhelming death aura.
Only then did Qian Renxue finish her sentence.
"…face to face, Adam."
The moment that name was spoken, the atmosphere within the bone temple subtly changed.
Electrolux's tapping fingers stopped briefly. His silver grey eyes narrowed slightly as they turned golden while he stared at Qian Renxue.
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(AN: I think I have given enough hints in this chapter.)