"From the day you were born, I've never held you even once. Now that there's such a perfect opportunity… Let Mommy hug you, okay?"
Qian Renfeng hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked toward Bibi Dong.
Qian Renxue saw his movement and panicked, shouting urgently:
"Xiaofeng, don't!
She's lying to you!
She gave up on being a mother to us long ago!"
But Qian Renfeng's steps didn't falter. He continued walking directly toward Bibi Dong, as if truly longing for even the faintest hint of maternal affection.
Suddenly, a flash of purple light burst forth—Bibi Dong's hands abruptly transformed into scythe-like blades, and in a flash too fast for the eye to follow, she slashed them directly toward Qian Renfeng!
The next moment—
Qian Renfeng's body turned into a blood-red stream of light and vanished.
Bibi Dong's expression changed. She quickly turned her gaze toward Chrysanthemum Douluo, only to see—
Someone had appeared at his side.
Qian Renfeng?!
There stood a young man in a light cyan scholar's robe, his hand gripping Chrysanthemum Douluo's throat.
He wore a mysterious, charming smile.
"You really couldn't tell, huh?"
"I must've given you too much credit, Your Holiness the Pope."
Not only Bibi Dong, but also Qian Renxue, who thought she understood Qian Renfeng best, was stunned.
Was this… a spirit skill?
How could there be two Qian Renfengs?
Just as Bibi Dong had guessed, this was one of Qian Renfeng's spirit abilities.
However—
It didn't come from his Angel Martial Soul, but from the Shura Demon Sword Martial Soul!
"First Spirit Ability — Shura Phantom!"
In Bibi Dong's and the others' eyes, Qian Renfeng had walked directly toward her.
But in Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes, Bibi Dong had been talking to thin air the whole time!
He watched as she opened her arms to embrace nothing, then transformed her hands into scythes and slashed the space in front of her…
And that was it.
The real Qian Renfeng appeared behind Chrysanthemum Douluo and grabbed him by the throat before he even had a chance to react.
The Shura Demon Sword Martial Soul—
Powerful. Extremely powerful.
That speed was so terrifying that even an old-school Titled Douluo like Chrysanthemum Douluo couldn't see Qian Renfeng's movements.
In just a blink, Qian Renfeng was already in front of him.
That devastating strength left Chrysanthemum Douluo with no chance to resist.
Bibi Dong stared at Qian Renfeng and gnashed her teeth.
"So, you did inherit the legacy of two gods...
That old man raised you… a bit too well."
Qian Renfeng didn't respond. He simply slammed his fist into Chrysanthemum Douluo's head, knocking him unconscious on the spot.
He still had use for Chrysanthemum Douluo—so there was no need to kill him… for now.
As for the other two?
Heh.
Qian Renfeng took a few steps forward. The voice of the Angel God echoed in his mind again:
[Successor, when battling Titled Douluo, the use of the Shura Demon Sword Martial Soul is prohibited!]
The two before you possess dark and corrupted attributes. Using the Angel Martial Soul against them will be more effective.]
[Sometimes, it's not about which Martial Soul is stronger.]
[Each ability has its domain.]
[The Shura God may be overwhelmingly powerful, but when it comes to purging darkness, our holy energy is more effective!]
As the voice faded, Qian Renfeng's Martial Soul forcefully switched back to the Angel Martial Soul.
A surge of pure holy power coursed through his meridians, washing them clean.
No trace of Shura's killing aura remained.
Qian Renfeng felt a bit helpless—he understood that the Angel God was watching over him closely.
No matter what happened, he wouldn't be in danger.
But still—
He had such a powerful force inside him… yet he couldn't use it!
It was frustrating!
"This isn't a trial—it's revenge, damn it…"
Qian Renfeng muttered to himself, then turned to face Bibi Dong again.
Just like the Angel, God said—his Angel Martial Soul alone was more than enough to defeat 99% of the powerhouses in the Douluo Continent.
He just needed some time to do it.
"So then… It's time for you all to go."
As he spoke, he summoned his Angel Martial Soul once more. Twelve wings spread out behind him, and he advanced toward Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong's expression grew serious as she stared at the twelve wings.
"Your Martial Soul… has evolved this far?"
"It seems the godly trials you've undergone are far more than I imagined."
Qian Renfeng didn't answer. He simply chuckled and released his Angel Domain, which instantly enveloped the entire palace.
Three domains now clashed violently.
Even two against one—the Angel Domain still held the upper hand!
That was the purifying power of the Angel!
Bibi Dong's lower body transformed into a giant spider, and a swirl of purple energy surged around her.
This time, she knew—there was no more room for playing around.
Qian Renfeng wouldn't hold back either. A massive angelic phantom appeared behind him, shaking the palace to its foundations.
"Seventh Spirit Ability — Martial Soul True Body!"
Qian Renfeng soared into the air, gradually merging with the angelic phantom.
At this moment, he was the angel, and the angel was him.
The glowing figure slowly shifted from brilliant white to a fiery crimson.
The wings behind him burned like flowing fire, raging with divine heat.
If the angel was once a symbol of sanctity and holiness, then now, only one phrase remained:
"The Ultimate Divine Judgment."
Bibi Dong watched Qian Renfeng and glanced toward the main palace doors.
"Third Spirit Ability — Death Spiderweb Bind!"
A massive purple spiderweb shot toward the angelic figure.
It was huge—large enough to completely entangle the angelic form if it hit.
But just before it could make contact, Qian Renfeng extended his right hand and clenched his fist.
A vast, ocean-like flame burst forth from the angelic phantom, instantly incinerating the entire web.
Bibi Dong showed no sign of surprise. She moved forward instead.
"Ninth Spirit Ability — Immortal Body!"
This ability meant that as long as her opponent didn't possess divine-level power, it was impossible to kill her!
She was certain—no matter how fast Qian Renfeng had grown, he couldn't possibly possess god-tier attack power.
Qian Renfeng was indeed powerful—shockingly so.
But no matter how strong he was, his age was still a limiting factor.
He simply hadn't had enough time to grow.
Give him another two years, and maybe—
He wouldn't just inherit the Angel God's position.
If the Shura God hadn't intervened and muddied the waters, the Angel God might have already handed over the divine seat!
But Qian Renfeng snorted coldly.
Everyone thought he couldn't unleash divine-level power?
Then today… He'd prove them wrong!