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..."Xue'er," Qian Daoliu's tone became solemn and grave, "What's past cannot be changed. But the future is still in your hands. Restoring the glory of the Angel God is the lifelong wish of our clan, and now, you have reached the final step."
His gaze turned towards the depths of the Secret Realm. There, a magnificent phantom of a temple, radiating endless Holy Light, was slowly coalescing—that was the true Angel God Temple!
"There isn't much more Grandpa can do for you." Golden light began to emanate from Qian Daoliu's body, and his aura continuously intensified, as if he was burning everything he had. "With him by your side... Grandpa can finally rest assured."
He took one last deep look at Qian Renxue, his eyes filled with reluctance, expectation, and a resolute sense of relief.
"Don't disappoint your talent, and don't... disappoint those who truly care for you."
As his words fell, Qian Daoliu's figure transformed into an incredibly pure and majestic pillar of Holy Light, soaring into the sky and directly pouring into the slowly opening Angel God Temple!
Sacrifice! Using all of one's Life and cultivation to open the final God gate for the Legacy holder!
"Grandpa—!!" Qian Renxue let out a mournful cry, but it was already too late to stop it.
Golden light rain scattered, and the Secret Realm was filled with a tragic yet sacred aura... After an unknown period, Xuan Ming slowly awoke from a deep slumber.
The fatigue from excessive mental force consumption still lingered, but the chest injury had mostly healed under his powerful self-healing ability.
He opened his eyes, and the first thing he felt was a completely different, powerful pressure filled with sacred and bright aura!
This aura originated from Qian Renxue, who was guarding him.
At this moment, Qian Renxue was enveloped in a faint golden halo, with six pure white wings vaguely visible behind her. Her entire being exuded a pure, noble, and inviolable sacred aura.
Her aura was vast and profound, having already reached the true Divine Rank level! It even brought a faint sense of threat to Xuan Ming.
This meant that she had successfully accepted the complete Angel God Legacy and had become the new Angel God!
However, incongruous with this sacred and majestic demeanor, her eyes were still somewhat red and swollen, her face still bore un-dried tear stains, and her gaze was filled with sadness, confusion, and an indescribable complex emotion.
Xuan Ming sat up, stretching his somewhat stiff neck. He glanced at the wound on his chest, which had healed to only a shallow mark, then looked at Qian Renxue, who clearly had just cried. He understood immediately.
That old man, Qian Daoliu... had finally departed.
He used his last remaining Life to pave the path to godhood for his granddaughter.
Xuan Ming said nothing, merely watching Qian Renxue quietly. Qian Renxue also sensed his awakening, raised her head, and met his gaze. Their eyes met, and an indescribable silence permeated between them.
Past hatred, entanglement, and hurt, mixed with the recent experience of relying on each other for Life and death, and the truth coming to light, made everything incredibly complex.
Qian Renxue opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end, her myriad words transformed into silent tears that once again streamed down her face.
Xuan Ming sighed softly, reaching out to wipe away her tears. The action was not gentle, even a bit clumsy, but it carried a rare... comfort.
"Why are you crying?" his voice still held a hint of tired hoarseness, "Haven't you... become a god?"
Qian Renxue looked at him, her tears flowing even more fiercely, but she nodded vigorously.
She had become a god.
But some things were lost forever.
And some things, while being lost, seemed... to have quietly been gained in another way.
At the entrance of the Angel Secret Realm.
Space twisted violently, accompanied by a piercing tearing sound, as a dark red sword light forcibly split open the Secret Realm's barrier!
Bibi Dong, holding the Asura Demon Sword, surrounded by an overwhelmingly tyrannical Killing Intent and a hint of sinister Rakshasa evil force, stepped in!
Closely following her was Gu Yuena, whose aura was equally unfathomable, and whose silver-purple eyes held vigilance.
They had waited for a long time in Spirit City without Xuan Ming returning, and then sensed abnormal powerful divine force fluctuations and Qian Daoliu's sacrificial aura coming from the direction of the Hall of Worship, feeling uneasy, they immediately rushed over.
Seeing the frozen worshipers outside the hall and the obviously forcibly broken spatial node, the two of them entered without hesitation.
However, the scene before them instantly stunned them, and then filled them with raging anger!
In the center of the Secret Realm, where the Holy Light was most concentrated, Qian Renxue radiated dazzling golden divine light, her six wings spread behind her, and her powerful Angelic Domain was fully deployed, completely enveloping and suppressing an area.
And beneath her, being suppressed, was Xuan Ming, who had just woken up and whose aura was still somewhat weak!
Xuan Ming seemed to want to struggle, but under the full suppression of the Angelic Domain's home advantage and Qian Renxue's newly attained Divine Rank power, especially with his own mental force severely depleted and not yet recovered, he was temporarily unable to break free, and could only lie there helplessly, his brows tightly furrowed.
Qian Renxue looked down at Xuan Ming, her eyes incredibly complex, containing the sadness and confusion of just learning the truth, the release from the past, the uncertainty of the future, but more so, a nearly obsessive urge to grasp onto something.
She straddled Xuan Ming's waist, her hands pressing on his shoulders, and golden divine force entwined him like chains.
What she intended to do was self-evident.
"Qian Renxue! Let him go!" Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with fierce cold light. Without the slightest hesitation, the Asura Demon Sword in her hand erupted with astonishing Killing Intent, and the dark red sword light, like a lightning bolt tearing through the sky, fiercely slashed towards the Angelic Domain enveloping Xuan Ming!
"Boom—!"
Two diametrically opposed divine forces, Holy and Slaughter, collided violently, producing a deafening roar!
Although Qian Renxue had become a god, and the Angelic Domain received a great boost within the Secret Realm, Bibi Dong had just completed the Asura's Eighth Trial. With Gu Yuena's assistance, a subtle and dangerous balance had been achieved between her Asura God Power and Rakshasa Divine Power, causing her strength to skyrocket, already not inferior to that of a typical Divine Rank powerhouse!
Moreover, what she was using at this moment was the Asura God Power, reputed to have the strongest offensive power in the God Realm!
The overwhelmingly tyrannical Slaughter Sword Intent forcibly tore a gap in the impregnable Angelic Domain!
With her Domain broken, Qian Renxue's body trembled slightly, and the suppressive force instantly weakened.
Xuan Ming seized the opportunity, and cold Qi emanated from his body, instantly shaking off Qian Renxue's hands from his shoulders. He slid backward, escaping the suppressed area.
He stood up, a hint of helplessness and speechlessness in his eyes, looking at the still somewhat dazed Qian Renxue.
This older sister... had she just become a god and her mind wasn't fully clear yet? Or was it that after learning the truth, her emotions were too agitated, and her actions were starting to spiral out of control?
Before, when her strength was inferior to his, she always liked to use this almost "forced" method to try and suppress him, though it never succeeded.
Now, it's like, take advantage of his illness to kill him? No, take advantage of his weakness to force herself on him?
The scene suddenly became very subtle.