Chapter 209: Angel Inheritance Site.
With the speech concluded, the people of Angel City gradually left the square.
Wang Xiaofei himself began to attend to his own affairs, which was one of the main reasons for his visit to Wuhun City.
Whether it was the Angel God, the Sea God, or the Rakshasa God, the true inheritance was not on Douluo Star, but rather in a separate inheritance area.
For example, the place where Tang San obtained the Sea God inheritance, although it appeared to be within the Sea God Temple on Sea God Island, required a sacrifice to enter a separate inheritance space. The same was true for the Angel God and the Rakshasa God. Whether Tang San and his companions inherited the divine position or broke through to level 100, it was all carried out in this space, which was what Wang Xiaofei was interested in.
Wang Xiaofei arrived at the Douluo Temple alone. Upon entering, he was instilled with a sacred aura. Even though Qian Renxue's divine position had fallen, he still sensed a trace of divine power.
The greatest concentration of divine power was the massive angel statue in the center of the Douluo Temple.
As Wang Xiaofei approached the angel statue, he felt a repulsive force, imbued with a sacred aura, much like Qian Renxue's divine aura.
"This must be where the angel gods once received the power of faith. It's truly mysterious."
Wang Xiaofei ignored the thought and continued toward the angel statue. When the repulsive force reached its peak, his right hand suddenly turned golden, and he thrust a punch forward. This punch seemed to contain endless divine power.
As Wang Xiaofei delivered this punch, the space seemed to collapse. A black hole appeared before him, resembling a doorway, and it seemed to be shrinking.
Seeing this, Wang Xiaofei quickly entered the doorway. Upon entering, he felt as if he had entered a separate, confined space, so small that even the power within it seemed to diffuse and dissipate.
However, this small space seemed to connect to another location, and divine power within it was being transmitted in that direction.
Wang Xiaofei suspected that the divine realm lay beyond. As Wang Xiaofei had predicted, this space was the inheritance site of the Angel God. Similarly, the gods of the Divine Realm relied on this inheritance site to absorb the power of faith from the people of Douluo Star, growing even stronger.
However, this power of faith wasn't transmitted solely to that individual god, but rather to the entire Divine Realm. The Divine Realm absorbed this power, the very essence of Douluo Star, and grew even stronger.
"Just as I expected, the Divine Realm grew stronger by absorbing the essence of Douluo Star. Even after the gods have fallen, they still absorb it."
As if struck by a thought, Wang Xiaofei summoned his two martial spirits, and eleven spirit rings instantly appeared around his body. Eleven more spirit rings also appeared on his arms. Immediately, all but the last spirit ring on his arm began to melt, their power channeled into this final ring—a true fusion ring. After the power of all the spirit rings had merged, Wang Xiaofei drew his divine weapon, the Sword of Judgment, and with all his might, slashed through the passageway above the small world. A massive beam of light shot towards the transmission channel.
The transmission channel seemed to have been struck by a massive attack. The entire space began to collapse, and the channel instantly vanished, as if trapped in a black hole. However, as time passed, the channel seemed to slowly recover, and the activity gradually weakened.
Wang Xiaofei knew he had only one chance, so he quickly flew back to Douluo Star. Then, he flashed his only remaining spirit ring again, and his right hand, like a giant hand, grasped the entire inheritance space in its palm, isolating it from the divine realm.
Following a burst of light, Wang Xiaofei returned to the Douluo Hall. The angel statue within the Douluo Hall had now gone dark, no longer holding any power of faith. In his hand, Wang Xiaofei held a ball of light, the inheritance space.
Wang Xiaofei was extremely weak, as if his strength had been drained, his face even pale.
But he showed no sign of worry. Instead, he was overjoyed, bursting into laughter that echoed throughout the Douluo Palace and even Angel City.
After a moment, Wang Xiaofei observed his body and shook his head. "I didn't expect such a huge drain this time. It looks like the other areas will have to wait a while."
Meanwhile, the Divine Realm seemed to be functioning normally. After all, Douluo Star alone possessed numerous inheritance sites, capable of absorbing Origin Power from numerous sources. Furthermore, the entire Divine Realm was connected to 3,000 small worlds. Tang San, the overseer, had only just ascended to the rank of Asura God and was only at level 100. He lacked the ability to perceive the changes on Douluo Star. Wang Xiaofei once again merged his spirit into Douluo Star and sensed subtle changes there as well.
The loss of Origin Power had decreased significantly and slowed down considerably, and the planet itself seemed to be growing stronger. Logically, after the continuous wars, over half of the Douluo Continent's spirit masters should have suffered casualties, and their Origin Power should have declined significantly. So, how could this happen?
Wang Xiaofei even felt that within a short while, he might be able to condense his 12th Divine Ring.
Thus, Wang Xiaofei began his cultivation in the Douluo Palace, while developments in the outside world seemed to proceed smoothly. Neither the management of Angel City nor the construction of the Douluo Federation's capital city encountered any unexpected events.
A month passed quickly. During this time, Wang Xiaofei managed nothing, ignoring any external developments. He simply integrated his spirit into Douluo Star and cultivated alone.
The orb of light in his hand gradually merged with Wang Xiaofei's spirit, significantly strengthening the world within him. Simultaneously, the 12th spirit rings of his two martial spirits gradually condensed.
When everything was complete, Wang Xiaofei breathed a deep sigh of relief. He had now broken through level 120, but only just. There was no way to increase his level further.
At this moment, Wang Xiaofei felt that he had reached a special bottleneck. No matter how hard he practiced, he could only reach level 129. And level 130 would be like an insurmountable chasm for him.
Even if he got all the inheritance sites, he would not be able to improve any further.
"Forget it, let's not worry about it for now. Let's develop Douluo Star first. There is still a long time to go anyway, a full 10,000 years."
When Wang Xiaofei walked out of the Douluo Hall, he found the three people of Golden Crocodile Douluo again: "Senior Golden Crocodile Douluo, how is the development of Angel City recently? Are there any problems?"
After not seeing each other for a month, the three were shocked.
Golden Crocodile Douluo quickly said: "Your Majesty Wang Xiaofei, the development of the entire Angel City is normal now. There are no problems for the time being."
After Feng Xiaotian and Bone Douluo confirmed that nothing major had happened, Wang Xiaofei left Angel City. It had been a month, and it was time to see how the construction of the capital was going.
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