Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, the Fangtian Halberd, Empowers Me with Filial Piety

Chapter 247 I'm Not an Angel God? Cosplay!

In the vast white space, a slender figure wandered aimlessly, like a lost lamb.

"Where is this?"

Yali murmured softly.

All she could feel was the blinding white light around her, and the only thing she could sense was her own existence.

Her memory stopped at the moment she fell into a coma after defeating Harosa. When she woke up, she found herself in this mysterious space.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, she looked up and gazed straight ahead, as if sensing something.

A faint call came from there, and the feeling... seemed somewhat familiar.

"Angel's Holy Sword..."

"Yali whispered."

Indeed, that familiar resonance was exactly the same as that of the golden holy sword that had suddenly appeared in her hand.

After a moment's thought, she walked toward the direction from which the call came.

Since that angelic sword saved her, at least it shouldn't harbor any ill intentions.

After walking through endless white light for an unknown amount of time, the scene before Yali's eyes gradually became clear. In the distance, a huge pyramid stood majestically.

It is entirely golden, standing alone in the center of the space, like a golden sacred mountain isolated from the world.

Looking at the pyramid in front of her, Yali tentatively reached out her hand, but the moment she touched the pyramid wall, she passed through it without any hindrance.

"Just an illusion of light and shadow?"

Yali withdrew her hand and said thoughtfully.

This golden pyramid is not a physical object; it is constructed entirely of pure golden light.

Without hesitation, she stepped forward and passed straight through the barrier of light. The calls from inside the tower became incredibly clear at that moment.

Behind the golden screen was a magnificent palace.

The entire hall was bathed in a soft and solemn golden light, with solemn angel statues standing on both sides, as if silently guarding this place.

At the far end of the hall stands an angel statue that is larger than any of the other statues.

It was a golden angel with six outstretched wings, a long sword in his hand, his face solemn and dignified, like a god judging all the sins of the world.

The source of the call came from her.

"Did you...save me?"

Yali stepped forward and bowed deeply to the angel statue above.

The longsword held by the angel was the very same angelic sword that had suddenly appeared in her hand.

Just then, the angel statue above trembled slightly, its surface shimmering with brilliant golden light, as if it were awakening from a deep sleep.

Above the main hall, a golden beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping Yali in its glow.

A majestic and sacred voice resounded in her heart.

"The first of the nine trials of angels: break free from bondage and restore your angelic origins!"

Bathed in angelic light, Yali's previously puzzled eyes widened immediately.

This is... an angel god?!
Before she could think it through, the angelic sword in front of her suddenly transformed into a stream of light and entered her body.

In the main hall, all the angel statues lit up simultaneously, transforming into countless strands of golden light that enveloped Yali layer by layer, condensing into a golden cocoon of flowing light.

……

Outside, inside the room.

"The Nine Trials of Angels, the First Trial—Break free from bondage and restore your angelic origins!"

Jiang Yi held the fragment of the divine throne in one hand, surrounded by golden light, like an angel descending.

—Well, the so-called nine tests of the angels were all made up by him. After all, the previous angel god had already passed away, so where would the divine tests come from?
After a moment, Yali's expression gradually calmed down, and her breathing became steady and long.

Jiang Yi then put away the fragments of the divine position, and the angelic aura around him slowly dissipated, ending his cosplay of the angel god.

"It's done!"

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

He had just taken advantage of Yali's unconsciousness to carefully examine her body.

Just as he had guessed, the so-called life-sharing contract was not for sharing life, but for harnessing the power of faith within Yali. Linking their lives together was to avoid rejection and thus transform this power of faith into their own.

If nothing unexpected happens, Yun Ming should also possess a fragment of an angelic divine position.

The revival of the angelic divine position naturally requires the gathering of the faith belonging to the angels, and Yali is the most perfect vessel for that faith.

However, Yun Ming overestimated himself and failed to gain the approval of the Angelic Holy Sword. He had no chance of truly regaining his angelic divine position.

The Angelic Sword is the divine artifact passed down from the Angel God, much like the Trident of the Sea God.

"No wonder that cheap grandfather didn't revive them in the original story."

Jiang Yi gazed at Ya Li's sleeping face, lost in thought.

What nonsense! That someone who's lost their heart can't be brought back to life? Was Long Yeyue's suicide staged?
Putting aside everything else, during the Abyss War alone, Yali resurrected herself twice with just a leaf from the Ancient Tree of Life, forcibly taking away the Ghost Emperor.

You say she's beyond saving? Isn't that just fooling people?

But now...

A slight smile appeared on Jiang Yi's lips.

Since the purpose of the life contract is to steal the power of faith, its fulcrum is the demigod position in Yun Ming's hands.

This is also the basis for Yunming's ability to fuse with the fragments of the Angel God's position even without obtaining the Angel Holy Sword.

Yunming, Yali, and the Angel God's position form a balanced triangular relationship.

Once Yun Ming is eliminated, with the fragments of divine power and the Holy Sword of Angels in his possession, he can completely... usurp the throne.

At that time, Yali's mother will only love me!
"All right?"

Suddenly, a figure appeared silently in the room.

Leng Yulai's gaze shifted between Jiang Yi and Ya Li, carrying a hint of meaning.

Jiang Yi's actions this time were unlike those of a Holy Son of the Holy Spirit Cult, and the power he possessed that surpassed that of a Limit Douluo only served to highlight his mysterious nature.

"Sister Yu Lai! Actually, I..."

Jiang Yi looked at Leng Yulai, took a light breath, and was about to explain.

The two had been together for many years and knew each other very well, which was why he was willing to reveal his ambitions to her.

He needed a helper, someone who belonged only to Jiang Yi, not the Holy Spirit Cult's Holy Son, nor the Sea God's Adopted Son.

Coincidentally, Nanali had just arrived on the Star Luo Continent and had to leave beforehand, so this was his chance to recruit Leng Yulai into his group.

Before he could finish speaking, Leng Yulai gently stepped forward and covered his mouth with her hand.

"You don't need to tell me."

She nestled into Jiang Yi's arms, her fingertips gently stroking his chest, her voice soft yet firm.

"I don't need to know the truth... I just want to stay by your side. No matter who you are."

She didn't know if she could accept Jiang Yi's true identity, so she simply ignored him, at least she could deceive herself for a while.

She paused, then raised her eyes, her fingertips tracing his cheek, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"If one day I really can't keep up with you... and you have to leave me, you must tell me in person."

"Sister Yu Lai!"

Jiang Yi tightened his arms around her, pulling her into a deep embrace, his heart filled with a complex mix of emotions, including gratitude and emotion.

Everyone criticizes those who are obsessed with love, but when your own "love-obsessed" self appears, who wouldn't be moved?

Initially, his feelings for Leng Yulai were indeed mixed with a lot of scheming, but she genuinely gave him all her true feelings.

But once the arrow is released, there's no turning back. From the moment he swore allegiance to Tang San as his adoptive father, he had no way out.

Jiang Yi looked down at the gentle beauty in his arms, and his heart stirred, wanting to kiss her red lips.

Leng Yulai, however, twisted slightly and jumped out of his arms.

She raised her hand to tidy her slightly disheveled long hair, turned her head, pointed at the unconscious Yali, and asked with a half-smile.

"Before that...shouldn't you explain what's going on with Yali?"

She could ignore Jiang Yi's lies, but she couldn't ignore Ya Li; the two had been rivals for love for decades.

She was watching from outside the whole time...

(End of this chapter)