Douluo Continent: Peerless Angel Qian Renxue

One month, two months, half a year.

Qian Renxue's seclusion lasted much longer than she had imagined, but the flow of time she experienced in her own world was different.

In each experience of life and death converging, time seems to speed up within the sea of ​​the spirit.

During this time, the little angel and the little devil came to a conclusion: when they were born ten thousand years ago, they had no past life. Their lineage, being the strongest in this plane, destined them to be original beings, and also the most fundamental "truth" of this world.

Suddenly, they both opened their eyes at the same time and found a bright light in front of them. This light appeared out of nowhere, somewhat like when Qian Renxue went to the space where the spiritual consciousness of the plane was located, and saw that guy as soon as she opened her eyes.

During their previous training, they had kept their eyes closed and were in darkness. The sudden appearance of light made them feel uncomfortable.

"What's wrong with you? You think the light is too bright?" The little devil reached out and covered his upper eyebrow.

"Huh, is this still our Sea of ​​Spirits?" the little angel said with a hint of surprise after getting used to it.

A thin layer of gray mist swirled in front of them, and the light shone through the gaps in the mist.

It does resemble the way a projection space is enveloped in mist when it receives nourishment.

"It seems like it's calling us over," the little devil said.

"Then why don't we go take a look?" the little angel thought for a moment.

"I can sense that this is still our spiritual sea, not some mysterious place." The little devil sensed it for a moment. "Could it be something like the memory projections you created in our house before?"

Long ago, Qian Renxue briefly recreated history using her divine sense, memories, and the celestial energy from the fragments of the angelic throne. At that time, she met Qian Daoliu in that time.

"I can't say for sure, but I can go and take a look," the little angel said after a moment's hesitation.

"Hey, look at the location of this mist. It looks like the place where the Chaos Core was before." The little devil took the little angel's hand. "Let's go. We've already embarked on a path against the heavens. What's there to be afraid of?"

"Yes, you're right. Besides, this is our spiritual sea, so it won't be a threat to us." The little angel nodded, took the little devil's hand, and stepped into the mist together.

To her surprise, there was no danger in the fog; on the contrary, it was very quiet, as if there were only these gray air currents around.

"This is……?"

The little angel was taken aback.

The fog didn't look very big from the outside, but once they entered, they realized it was like another space altogether.

After exploring for a while, they came across a suspended staircase, winding and twisting.

At the foot of the steps were two blooming flowers, one a datura flower and the other a lycoris flower, which were exactly the images that would appear in their eyes when they used their self-fusion technique.

"That's strange. I remember that ten thousand years ago, my eyes didn't change when I used my angelic soul power alone." The little angel scratched his head.

"It might be because of the fusion of our own martial souls." The little devil hesitated for a moment, somewhat uncertain. "However, since these two flowers have appeared here, it means they are still in our sea of ​​consciousness. Because they represent us."

But the sight before me was really too strange.

"Relax. Humans think they understand their own bodies, but they don't. Remember what Senior Lin Mengtong said? If humans can continuously develop their brains, then they may have infinite possibilities," the little devil said.

"Our brains have evolved?" The little angel was a bit speechless. "I don't know... Anyway, let's go take a look," said the little devil, "let's see what's going on with these stairs."

"Well, it's impossible to say exactly what it is. Maybe it leads to some ancient ruin or something, where a powerful being is cultivating in seclusion," the little angel joked.

"If there really is one, kick him out! This is our house, we can't just come and go as we please," the little devil joked.

It's impossible not to be nervous at all. Electrolux is also an outsider who has temporarily settled in their spiritual sea, and no one knows exactly where that thing came from.

They held hands and stepped onto the stairs.

"Ouch—" The little devil missed a step and stumbled.

The little angel caught her and said, "Be careful."

"I thought this thing would be like some kind of divine trial, with huge obstacles. But it won't even let you set foot on it?" The little devil frowned. "Do you remember what happened during your first angelic trial, stepping on the heavens?"

"Flying to an altitude of nearly ten thousand meters," the little angel whispered. "Every bit of ascent was met with tremendous resistance. I only began my divine trial after absorbing two additional soul bones, and ultimately succeeded thanks to the power of the soul bones and the angelic domain."

The little devil frowned, then the two, understanding each other's intent, took to the air together. Since it wouldn't allow them to set foot on solid ground, they would try flying instead.

"Bang—"

This time, both of their spiritual forms fell down together.

"What the heck..." the little angel exclaimed in shock, "Our spiritual sea has rebelled?"

The little devil sat up, looking disheveled, and then patted the steps.

"This isn't an illusion; it's constructed from a kind of energy." She paused for a moment, then said, "I think I understand now."

Then, the little angel and the little devil embraced each other, their spiritual entities merging into one. Generally, this only occurs when their own martial souls fuse. In this state, their spirits and consciousnesses merge, allowing them to simultaneously control both martial souls.

"tread--"

Light footsteps sounded, and Qian Renxue stood steadily on the steps. This time, there was no fall or the shoving that happened during the no-fly zone; the steps provided strong support for her feet.

"Hmph—" Qian Renxue snorted coldly, then stomped her toes on the steps as if secretly taking revenge.

After they completed their self-fusion, the forces of life and death intertwined, and time and space merged into one, constructing the power of reincarnation. It was this power that kept them safe and sound.

After grinding the ground a few times to make sure it wouldn't suddenly collapse, they walked up the steps.

"Um?"

Qian Renxue looked up and saw a shadow appear at the end of the stairs. It was a door, standing quietly at the end of the winding staircase.

Qian Renxue's heart began to pound. In her self-fusion state, even Ye Xishui couldn't say she was guaranteed to win, but at this moment, she felt a little terrified.

What lies behind that gray door? (End of Chapter)