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Chapter 113 Renxue's Final Trial
Chapter 113 Qian Renxue's Final Trial
Inside the Temple of Angels, Qian Daoliu laughed.
His eyes burned with fervor as he murmured, "I've waited for this moment for far too long! Tang Chen, you're still one step behind me! Although I couldn't reach level 100 and become a god, my descendants have. Haha..."
Qian Daoliu seemed to lift his right leg with some difficulty, took a step forward, and came between the gray angel statue and the longsword that had gradually turned golden.
The burning passion in his eyes gradually turned into tenderness as he gazed at Qian Renxue: "Child, this is your final test, and also Grandpa's final test. No matter how much pain you endure, you must succeed."
"Grandpa, what are you doing?"
Qian Renxue managed to call out, a strong sense of unease suddenly welling up inside her.
Qian Daoliu smiled slightly: "Silly child, there are always gains and losses. This is my destined fate. As the guardian of the Angel God, my existence is for the sake of the Angel God's inheritance."
As soon as the words were spoken, there was a loud "boom".
Suddenly, a dazzling golden flame erupted from Qian Daoliu's body. This flame was strange and had no heat, yet it illuminated the entire temple as if it were daytime in an instant.
The intricate golden patterns inside the temple now shone with dazzling golden light, and Qian Daoliu seemed to have transformed into a messenger of light, surpassing the angel statues and becoming the center of this temple.
"Grandpa, no—"
Qian Renxue screamed and struggled desperately.
But she couldn't move an inch at all; her entire body was being drawn to the gem on the longsword, unable to budge an inch.
Qian Daoliu was bathed in a dazzling golden light. This golden flame was self-inflicted, and it not only burned his soul power but also deeply eroded his body, soul, and even everything that existed within him.
This immaculate angelic fire was slowly and irresistibly devouring him completely.
Behind his imposing figure, a somber angel statue seemed to awaken, frantically absorbing the immense energy gushing from the flames—a breathtaking sight.
"Xiaoxue, listen to me. There's something I've never told you. The reason Bibi Dong treated you badly, and even tried to abandon you when you were little, wasn't her fault. However, it was because of your existence that I didn't kill her. Your father didn't die at Tang Hao's hands. Tang Hao only severely injured him. The person who truly killed your father was your mother, Bibi Dong."
"What?"
"She killed my father! She killed my father!"
Qian Renxue stared blankly at her grandfather, completely forgetting the golden flames rising from his body.
Qian Daoliu smiled with satisfaction. He told Qian Renxue about this at this time so that her energy would be diverted and she wouldn't be overly saddened by his death.
"My child...you are your grandfather's pride! You must...persevere through this final test and become...the God of Angels..."
Qian Renxue only snapped back to reality when Qian Daoliu's voice became intermittent.
Before her, Qian Daoliu's body was being gradually consumed by the golden flames. The last thing she saw was her grandfather's kind eyes.
"grandfather--"
Qian Renxue cried out in pain and struggled desperately.
Suddenly, a melodious song drifted into my ears:
Calabash
Calabash
One flower on one vine
Wind and rain
Not afraid
La la la la
Ding ding ding dong dong ding dong
Calabash
Ding ding ding dong dong ding dong
Great skill
La la la la
……
Inside the Temple of Angels, all the patterns were engulfed in intense golden flames.
Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly appeared in front of Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue looked closely and saw that the person who came was Zhou Yu, who was holding the Trident of Poseidon.
She couldn't help but shout angrily, "Zhou Yu! What kind of nonsense were you singing just now?"
Zhou Yu sighed and replied, "I just heard you call me Grandpa... so I felt inspired and sang this song about the Calabash Brothers for you!"
Before Qian Renxue could react, she suddenly felt something merge into her body.
The diamond-shaped gem on her forehead shone with dazzling brilliance, and massive energy fluctuations surged and rose in continuous bursts. Amidst the violent roars, she could no longer care about her sorrow. The shocking scene turned her vision completely golden, and even her soul turned golden.
A majestic voice resounded from all directions, and all the golden light solidified completely inside the Angel Temple at that moment.
"The angel descends!"
The golden light on the temple suddenly dimmed, and the angel statue in the center had disappeared, leaving only Qian Renxue alone.
Behind her, the three pairs of six wings had completely transformed into golden wings and spread out. Her eyes were closed, and her long golden hair flew behind her head. Her right hand held high the ancient sword that she had just drawn, and her whole body was radiating intense golden flames.
Starting from the tip of the longsword, feather-like patterns began to spread downwards, covering the sword and gradually reaching Qian Renxue, spreading across her face and body.
With a soft ding, all her clothes disappeared, revealing her perfect body.
Zhou Yu: "..."
The strange patterns, like the clothes on Qian Renxue's body, gradually slid down, enveloping her entire body. Strange golden light shimmered and sparkled, constantly bursting forth with dazzling brilliance.
Qian Renxue's thoughts gradually became hazy. Deep within her soul, a figure quietly emerged, dressed in a magnificent robe, exuding an air of nobility. It was none other than Bibi Dong.
"Didn't you want to surpass me? Didn't you hate me? I'm waiting for you. I killed Qian Xunji. If you want revenge, then come find me."
Qian Renxue's spirits jolted, and she even shook off the intense tingling sensation: "Bibi Dong, I hate you, I hate you. You don't deserve to be my mother at all. But I won't kill you. I will take away the power you want most and make you taste the pain too."
Time passed second by second, and the pain in his body became more and more intense. The willpower he had managed to muster earlier began to dissipate, and his soul became unstable again.
The outline of her soul became ethereal and uncertain once again, and just then, a gentle phantom quietly emerged in the abyss of her consciousness.
"Child, don't give up, you must hold on! This is an opportunity your grandfather risked his life for!"
The phantom that appeared this time was Qian Daoliu. He was surrounded by blazing golden light, and his eyes were filled with hope and encouragement, constantly inspiring Qian Renxue's originally scattered soul, making it gradually gather and regain its resilience.
"Grandpa, I won't give up. I will succeed. Don't worry, I will become the strongest and fulfill your last wish."
Qian Renxue's body trembled violently, and with each tremor, the golden patterns on her body intensified.
She was already in her thirties, but she gradually looked younger.
He now looks like he's eighteen or nineteen years old, but his figure is fuller than before, with an extremely slender waist and high, firm breasts.
A perfect curve appears at the waist and hips, with rounded buttocks extending downwards to long, slender thighs, especially under the cover of golden light patterns, making it even more dreamlike.
The golden rhombus-shaped gem on her forehead had shattered at some point, turning into a golden brand on her forehead.
The brand was in the shape of a six-winged angel, like a miniature angel statue embedded in her forehead.
(End of this chapter)