I'm picking up fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 287 Martial Soul Empire, God of Angels

"Don't rush, tell me slowly." Lu Feng gently patted Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder.

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

"The Spirit Hall convened a re-election conference for the seven major sects. Except for our White Tiger Sect, which remained independent, the other six major sects all submitted to the Spirit Hall."

Her tone carried a hint of amazement, "This move instantly brought the Spirit Hall's prestige to its peak. Three months ago, the Spirit Hall announced the establishment of a nation and renamed itself the Spirit Empire."

"They occupied all the territories of duchies and kingdoms, and their power was comparable to that of the two great empires. Unexpectedly, the Heaven Dou Emperor recognized the establishment of the Martial Soul Empire immediately."

Zhu Zhuqing frowned. "It's obvious that the two sides have reached some kind of agreement. For the Star Luo Empire, the situation has become extremely dangerous."

"Who is the emperor of the Spirit Hall? Bibi Dong?" Lu Feng frowned slightly and quickly asked.

Zhu Zhuqing gently shook her head. "No, it's the new Pope, Qian Renxue."

"Hmm?" Lu Feng's brows furrowed even more.

Bibi Dong has enormous ambitions and has always longed to control the entire Douluo Continent. How could she easily give up her position?

Moreover, in terms of strategy, Qian Renxue is far from being a match for Bibi Dong.

How did she rise to power?
In an instant, a thought flashed through Lu Feng's mind: "Could it be that Qian Renxue has already become a god?"
Three months ago.

Wuhun City, Elder Hall.

The magnificent angel statue in the square suddenly trembled without warning.

Fine golden light, like flowing threads, began to spread across the statue. Then, layers of intense golden light emanated from within the statue.

The light was dazzling, as if it would illuminate the entire hall.

"boom--"

With a loud bang, the entire angel statue shattered instantly, turning into countless golden specks of light that surged in mid-air.

The next moment, at the core of the statue's explosion, a figure covered in golden armor slowly emerged.

Angel God, Qian Renxue.

The angel's sword she held high above her head was ablaze with surging golden flames, which seemed to have a life of their own, leaping and tumbling.

The golden flames transformed into a golden pillar of light that shot into the sky, wave after wave, making even the sun pale in comparison.

The entire Spirit City trembled slightly under this powerful force, revering the majesty emanating from the gods.

In the training room.

Bibi Dong was immersed in cultivation.

Suddenly, the spiderweb pattern on her forehead lit up, and she abruptly opened her eyes.

Her body moved uncontrollably, and she rushed out of the room, looking towards the direction of the Elders' Hall.

"No, this is impossible! Angel God!"

Bibi Dong's voice trembled, filled with disbelief and despair.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" Hu Liena was startled by Bibi Dong's sudden action and quickly followed to support her.

The next moment, a golden light flashed, and Qian Renxue appeared in front of them.

"Who are you?" Hu Liena shouted sternly.

Her voice carried a hint of nervousness as she tightly protected Bibi Dong.

Qian Renxue merely glanced at her.

With just that one glance, Hu Liena felt a powerful force rush towards her, her consciousness instantly blurred, and she fainted.

"This is your most prized disciple? I heard you treat her like a daughter?" Qian Renxue said coldly, her face expressionless.

"Xue'er, you've come?"

A complex emotion flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, a mixture of surprise, fear, and an indescribable feeling.

"Don't use that title, my dear sister." Qian Renxue's tone was somewhat heavy.

She practically gritted her teeth as she said the word "sister".

"Heh, now that you've taken this step first, what do you want to do?" Bibi Dong asked, her eyes revealing no emotion. She tried to remain calm and conceal her inner turmoil.

She never imagined that her own daughter would become a god, but now she no longer has the chance. Although she is only one test away from completing her Nine Trials of the Rakshasa.

Angels and demons are enemies; the angel god will not allow the demon god to appear.

Similarly, if she were to inherit the divine position first, she would immediately sever the lineage of angels.

"Why?" Qian Renxue asked.

Her voice was low and deep, as if a long-suppressed anger was about to erupt.

"Why did you kill your father? Even if he did that to you, you were adopted by the Spirit Hall."

Before Qian Renxue inherited the divine position, Qian Daoliu told her something.

When she learned that her father had been killed by her mother, she almost broke down.

And this is the final test of her nine trials as an angel—a test of her conscience.

In the illusion, she forgave her mother.

But now, she wants to know an answer.

“Heh.” Bibi Dong chuckled softly, her laughter filled with bitterness and mockery.

"Why? Ha, Xue'er, you're still too kind."

Her gaze gradually turned cold. "Do you think the Spirit Hall adopts orphans out of kindness?"

"The more lush a tree is, the darker its roots are."

Bibi Dong pointed at Hu Liena, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and said, "Do you know how many people die in Death Valley every year? Where do you think those training subjects come from?"

"You say I should be grateful just because the Spirit Hall adopted me? But from the very beginning, they only treated me as a tool."

Bibi Dong's voice grew increasingly agitated, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Twin martial souls and innate full soul power are not important to the Spirit Hall at all."

"All they need is a tool, the perfect tool to give birth to your extraordinary talent."

As she spoke, Bibi Dong's face was full of sinister intent, "But your father's biggest mistake was that he didn't kill me after I gave birth to you!"

At this moment, Qian Renxue's face was full of shock.

She hadn't expected such an answer.

With her divine perception, she could clearly sense that Bibi Dong was not lying.

My father, who was always so great, was actually this kind of person?

In an instant, her feelings became incredibly complicated.

There was anger, disappointment, pain, and a hint of confusion.

After a long silence, she spoke slowly, her voice low and deep: "Go, and never come back."

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, "Xue'er, you're still so soft-hearted. You'd better just kill me."

"roll!"

Bibi Dong gave Qian Renxue a deep look, then turned and left.

Qian Renxue stood quietly in the same spot, gazing in the direction Bibi Dong had left, without moving for a long time.

night.

Qian Renxue looked at the sky and suddenly sighed.

She has already established the Martial Soul Empire according to her grandfather's last wish. After some time, she can first annex the Heaven Dou Empire.

This could take a long time. It could take several years, or even a decade.

Qian Renxue was unwilling to start a war. Now that she had become a deity, she valued ordinary civilians even more.

Moreover, no one on the mainland can stop her now.

Just then, a voice rang out beside her, "Why are you sighing?"

(End of this chapter)