Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 363 Fallen Angel
If the angel statues in other parts of Wuhun City felt ordinary to Qian Renxue, then the angel statue in the Hall of Worship gave her a feeling of slight disgust.

However, the angel statue in the hall was personally carved by the ancestors of the Qian family and is also a container for the angel inheritance space. Logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for the six-winged angel martial soul to have any feelings of disgust.

"Uncle She said Grandpa had something urgent to discuss with me. Could it be related to this?"

Qian Renxue couldn't help but speculate, and her thoughts quickly spread.

If there's a problem with the angel statue here, then her angelic heritage must also be in trouble, otherwise her grandfather wouldn't have made her rush over no matter what.

Thus, carrying this worry, Qian Renxue stepped into the spatial vortex with a heavy heart.

Angelic Legacy Space.

Qian Daoliu had been guarding the entrance to the inheritance space. The moment Qian Renxue appeared, she saw her grandfather's somber expression.

Upon seeing this, Qian Renxue felt a pang of unease, realizing that the situation was far more serious than she had imagined.

"Grandpa, what happened?"

"Xiaoxue, look." Qian Daoliu didn't say much, but simply pointed to the six-winged angel statue in the inheritance space.

"A statue of inheritance?"

Qian Renxue looked in the direction her grandfather pointed. At first glance, she didn't see anything unusual, but as the inheritor of the angelic position, she quickly noticed something amiss.

Even she, as the inheritor of the Angel Godhood, needed to carefully perceive this anomaly to detect it. Although her grandfather was a peerless Douluo of level ninety-nine, he should not have been able to detect this anomaly either.

Therefore, something else must have happened to make her grandfather aware of the anomaly of the six-winged angel statue.

Qian Renxue immediately turned to look at her grandfather beside her.

Qian Daoliu saw his granddaughter looking at him and understood. He said:

"Xiaoxue, come with Grandpa."

Soon, the grandfather and grandson bypassed the angel statue and arrived at the back of the inheritance space.

There, Golden Crocodile Douluo was sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating. His pale face and the scarlet bloodstains on the ground gave Qian Renxue a vague idea of ​​what had happened here not long ago.

"Just now, your Grandpa Golden Crocodile completed the ninth test of the War God's inheritance. Just as he was confidently preparing to enter the War God's inheritance space to inherit the War God's position in one go, the angel statue suddenly unleashed an unknown evil divine power, interrupting the process."

"The interruption of this process caused Old Jin to suffer the backlash of the divine succession, and it was only at this time that Grandpa discovered the abnormality of the angel statue."

"With such a fierce backlash, it's unknown how long it will take for Lao Jin to recover to his peak condition."

As Qian Daoliu finished speaking, his gaze was fixed on the angelic mark between his granddaughter's eyebrows.

The faint black and gold hues in the inheritance mark were extremely dim, but they were still visible to the naked eye.

This discovery plunged Qian Daoliu's heart into despair.

The worst still happened.

"Xiaoxue, take a look for yourself."

Qian Daoliu shakily took out a mirror and handed it to his granddaughter.

Grandpa's appearance made Qian Renxue feel uneasy. She slowly raised the mirror until the angelic mark on her forehead was reflected in the mirror.

Wow!

The mirror fell to the ground, shattering with a crisp sound. "No, this can't be!"

Undeterred, Qian Renxue unleashed her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul in a final desperate attempt.

However, the released six-winged angelic spirit was no longer as pure and innocent as before. Its divine face gave people an eerie feeling, and the tips of the outermost feathers of the pure white angelic wings were also tinged with a black and gray gradient.

"Heavens above! What sins have we committed to deserve this cruel fate!"

At that moment, Qian Daoliu's heart died completely.

First, the person he loved in his twilight years was his rival. Then, his seventy-year-old son was seriously injured by his rival's grandson and died at the hands of his grand-disciple and daughter-in-law. Now, his son has a daughter born when he is fifty. His granddaughter finally received the ancestral divine position, but the divine position inheritance has run into problems. What a tragedy!
"It's alright, Grandpa."

Seeing this, Qian Renxue composed herself and took Qian Daoliu's hand to comfort him:

"Since we cannot be in the light, then falling into darkness is not so bad."

"Once I finally inherit the position of the angel and sweep across the entire continent, who dares to say that darkness is not light?"

"No one will say it, and no one dares to say it."

At this point, despite trying to suppress her emotions, Qian Renxue couldn't help but laugh at herself:
"That woman's martial spirit is the darkness of depravity. No matter how unwilling I am to admit it, I have to admit that I have half of her blood flowing in my veins."

"Born with half of dark blood, perhaps the fall of angels from light to darkness was a destiny I was destined for from birth."

This is both self-deprecation and Qian Renxue's way of convincing herself.

The inner conviction accelerated the rate at which the Rakshasa God's power eroded the Six-Winged Angel's Martial Soul.

Originally, only the tips of the feathers at the outer edges of the wings showed a slight black-gray gradient, but within a few breaths, it quickly spread to all the angel's wings.

The seemingly pure and innocent angelic face also lost its divine smile, replaced by a creepy and eerie grin.

Throughout the entire transformation, only the Angelic Holy Sword, the divine artifact inherited by the angels, desperately resisted, but to no avail.

The Angel God had long since fallen, and Qian Renxue, as a direct descendant of the Angel God, became the true master of the Angel Holy Sword after receiving the inheritance.

Since the master had tacitly approved of this erosion, no matter how much the Angelic Holy Sword resisted, it could only delay the erosion by the Rakshasa God's power at most, and could not change the final result of being eroded.

A spirit can influence a spirit master, and the more powerful the spirit, the greater the influence.

The transformation of Qian Renxue from the six-winged angel's holiness to his fall was extremely significant.

This change is not only in terms of demeanor, but also in personality and mindset.

"Xiaoxue..."

Qian Daoliu was about to say something when Qian Renxue interrupted him.

"Grandpa, you don't need to blame yourself. This was my own choice, and also the choice of fate."

"Having cast aside the shackles of light, I suddenly realize how foolish and naive I was before, bound by worldly constraints and worries about everything I did. But now, I am no longer like that."

"After the tournament ends, the first thing I will do upon returning to the Heaven Dou Empire is to force the emperor to abdicate and seize the throne. I don't care what others think; I only know that history is written by the victors."

"Anyone who disobeys will be killed. Kill them until no one dares to disobey. In any case, my official identity is the Crown Prince of Tiandou. As long as this identity is not exposed, no matter how much trouble there is, it is just an internal affair of the empire, and no one else has a reason to interfere."

(End of this chapter)