Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

"I have long awaited the conferment of godhood. The blood feud between two generations of gods, spanning ten thousand years, should be ended by me."

Ling Bai's eyes were cold. On the surface, the Angel Empire seemed to be thriving, but in reality, it was a castle in the air. If he lost the final battle against Tang San, everything he had done in the past would be a dream. He couldn't afford to lose, so he had to do everything he could to ensure his victory.

"Little White, you will first ascend to the rank of angel, and then inherit the title of Rakshasa."

Golden Crocodile Douluo said with a smile, "We old folks exist only by relying on the evil power of Rakshasa. The moment you inherit the Rakshasa Godhood, we will lose the ability to maintain the status quo."

"Over the millennia since our resurrection, we have accumulated some power. Don't waste it; it might help you become the Angel King."

Upon hearing this, the five Grand Masters nodded in unison. The words of Golden Crocodile Douluo were only one reason; they also had another wish: to witness the Angel God ascend to the God King!

Bibi Dong gazed at the Spirit Hall's elders, her peerless beauty revealing a complex and indescribable expression. She understood what the six wanted to do, and suddenly let out a soft sigh.

"it is good."

With six angel wings bursting from his back, Ling Bai soared into the sky like a shooting star, trailing a brilliant golden tail flame, under the watchful eyes of the resurrected warriors of the Martial Soul Empire.

An angelic figure emerged from between Ling Bai's brows, hovering peacefully in front of him, radiating golden halos that echoed the magnificent sun in the sky. Ling Bai's gaze instantly turned solemn, and he slowly spoke.

At the same time, all the six-winged angel statues in every corner of the Angel Empire lit up, beams of golden light bursting forth. The six-winged angel statues seemed to come alive, following Ling Bai's will, and the majestic and grand divine voice resounded throughout the world:

"Followers of the six-winged angels, kneel before the light, and exalt me!"

Angel Empire.

The enormous six-winged angel statue was surrounded by a crowd. Whether they were Soul Masters or ordinary people, they all knelt on one knee in unison, their right fists clenched tightly against their left chests, their eyes fixed intently on the wondrous angel statue.

Nobles are mostly opportunists who strictly enforce all the laws of the Angel Empire, while ordinary people have always asked for very little.

Commoners desire to be well-fed and clothed, and to avoid being arbitrarily humiliated and trampled upon by nobles. Weak soul masters wish to obtain a suitable soul ring so they can contribute to their families. These people make up eighty percent of the total population of Douluo Continent. Whoever fulfills their wishes will gain their faith.

The achievements of the Angel Empire are evident to all. The deacons of the Angel Temple work tirelessly, traveling to various villages every year to help villagers awaken their martial spirits.

Soul Masters from the first to the third ring before the age of twenty can receive daily subsidies at the Angel Temple, ensuring that talented Soul Masters do not give up their Soul Master path due to tuition fees and living expenses. The free bestowal of the first Soul Ring has also saved the vast majority of impoverished children.

The Angel Empire has elevated its people high, and the people are now giving back to the six-winged angels. At Ling Bai's summons, in the solemn Angel Temple and the simple farmhouses, humans bow down before the statues and portraits of angels, and specks of golden light seem to transcend time and space, gathering around Ling Bai alone!

In the Star Dou Great Forest, before the angel statue in the center of the Lake of Life, Di Tian, ​​Bi Ji, Xiong Jun, Wan Yao Wang... one after another, ferocious and powerful super soul beasts transformed into human form and knelt on one knee.

In the core area, the mixed area, and the outer area, countless Star Soul Beasts ceased their conquests, obeyed the commands of the Soul Beast Overlord, and offered their faith to the gods in the sky.

In the far north, the six-winged angel statues forged from ice and snow reflect the sunlight, and the kneeling far-northern soul beasts look like a vast expanse of white snow from afar.

Under the rule of the Snow Empress, the spirit beasts of the far north worship Ling Bai as if they worshipped the Snow Empress, and the quality of their worship was even higher than that of the Star Dou Great Forest.

In the vast ocean, the Sea Princess and two mermaid princesses guide a large number of ocean spirit beasts to convert to a new faith.

Soul beasts under ten thousand years old have the intelligence of a human child. Their minds are only focused on carrying out the orders of their clan's king. Whoever the king tells his subordinates to believe, the soul beasts will believe without hesitation.

Deserts, grasslands, mountains...

These soul beasts were created by Ling Bai through the persuasion of Emperor Tian and Emperor Xue during the three years of development of the Angel Empire, when Ling Bai asked them to reason with the beasts and win their hearts and faith in the angels.

Humans and spirit beasts, two races that had been locked in a million-year standoff, have for the first time reached a unity on one issue. The creatures of the continent silently chanted the name of the angel, offering devout prayers for the six-winged angel. The power of faith converged into a torrent, and suddenly, a wing forged from faith sprouted from the angel's divine position, shining with a holy light!

The angelic throne has been repaired!

However, a first-level godhood is far from enough!

Sacred songs are sung once more, long-forgotten stories are rewritten, and radiant and great souls ascend the long staircase to godhood!

Bearing the faith of all living beings, the six-winged angels shine ever brighter, their glorious hymns echoing through heaven and earth, and more wings await to grow on their backs!

"Six-winged angel, you dare to stand in the way of my son!"

A deep, furious shout suddenly rang out, like a muffled thunderclap exploding in the sky.

A black figure appeared silently, its features shrouded in an ominous crimson, carrying a dark gold giant hammer on its shoulder.

"Tang Hao!"

Bibi Dong's deep purple pupils suddenly contracted. The six elders of the Spirit Hall looked solemnly at Tang Hao, who had descended upon them. Tang Hao clearly possessed power that surpassed that of a Limit Douluo!

"Bibi Dong! Do you still remember that hammer blow in the Papal Palace ten thousand years ago!"

Tang Hao laughed wildly, and one spirit ring after another slowly rose up: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red, gold!

The tenth spirit ring was an extremely faint gold color, which seemed somewhat illusory, but the aura of the six elders was actually suppressed by that heavy feeling.

The pale gold soul ring shone brightly, and the Clear Sky Hammer instantly expanded, with dark gold magic patterns emerging. The giant hammer was a hundred meters long, and a strong dark light surged and rippled, its head as massive as a mountain.

"How dare a mere priest speak such nonsense!"

Bibi Dong shouted, and the Asura Sword that had pierced her body immediately sensed it, unleashing its Asura power to suppress the Rakshasa Godhood.

"Even if the world changes and ten thousand years pass, the spirit hall's guardians will rise again to protect our god!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo roared, his martial soul, Golden Crocodile King, activating. Every scale stood up, his white hair turned into thick keratin, and his upper body leaned forward slightly, resembling a ferocious crocodile.

The remaining worshippers soared into the air and stood in front of Ling Bai, who had been promoted to the position of angel god. Opposite them was Tang Hao, who had become a priest. The worshippers of the Spirit Hall showed no intention of backing down!

Tang Hao's eyes swept over the six people, then lingered on Bibi Dong, whose face was full of resentment. He sneered, "A priest is nothing to a first-level god, but I broke the seal ahead of time so that I could extinguish the last hope of your Martial Soul Empire at the moment when the Six-Winged Angel could not interrupt the inheritance of the divine position!"

Six-winged angel, pay for my Ah Yin's life!

The roar fell fiercely, all ten spirit rings exploded, the air in the entire Jialing Pass became distorted, and the dark gold Clear Sky Hammer appeared out of nowhere. This hammer was a combination of Tang Hao's essence, energy and spirit, including the hatred that Ling Bai had for killing Ah Yin, which was also completely integrated into the Clear Sky Hammer!

"Buzz—"

The Haotian Hammer enveloped the heavens and earth, and Ling Bai, who was undergoing the purification of the Angel Godhood, underwent a change. Seven red, one gold, and one white gold halos, nine in total, merged into one in an instant.

A stunning golden figure spread its angel wings, detached from Ling Bai's body, held the Angelic Holy Sword, and looked down proudly at the falling Haotian Hammer, its pair of bright golden eyes radiating power!

"Young Master!"

The six chief priests were stunned at first, and then they couldn't help but burst into tears.

The person they love is always Qian Renxue. Whether it's Ling Bai or Ye Guyi, it's simply a matter of loving the house because of the person they love!

"Angel Goddess Qian Renxue!"

Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot with rage. The angel's divine position was shattered. Qian Renxue had clearly died ten thousand years ago, so how could she be residing in Ling Bai's body? Moreover, her aura was even stronger than his, a high priest!

He said, "Let's end the hatred that started ten thousand years ago."

Qian Renxue smiled calmly, and a gray scythe exuding deathly silence suddenly fell into Bibi Dong's palm. It was the Death Prison Demon Scythe, formerly known as the Rakshasa Demon Scythe!

"Xue'er!"

Bibi Dong roared, feeling guilty for ten thousand years. Now that she finally saw Qian Renxue, it was the perfect time to make amends for what she had been longing for.

The Death Prison Demon Scythe stirred up Rakshasa divine power, temporarily resisting Asura divine power. Spiderweb-like patterns appeared on its forehead, the giant scythe was raised, a point of purple light spread out, the blade was cold and bloodthirsty, and a shocking demonic blade was slashing straight at Tang Hao!

Divine skill, Rakshasa Death Scythe!

Holy light erupted from the depths of Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes, and the divine power of the Angelic Holy Sword rose to its peak. All her energy was poured into the long-lost angelic artifact, and the Angelic Holy Sword transformed her into a brilliant golden sun!

Divine skill, the Holy Sword of the Sun!

"boom!!!"

Destruction, explosion, shattering!

At the center of the eruption of the Angelic Holy Sword, the Death Prison Demon Scythe, and the Haotian Hammer, countless fine spatial rifts spread rampantly, turning the sky into a black spider web with cracks continuously extending into the distance.

Tang Hao died, unsurprisingly, from the divine skills of the two gods.

In the darkness, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong seemed to hear a voice of gratitude, and the consciousness of the Douluo Continent was reborn after getting rid of Tang Hao, this parasite.

"Xue'er!"

"Young Master!"

After killing Tang Hao, everyone eagerly called out to Qian Renxue. Having lived for over ten thousand years, they could not hide their excitement upon seeing Qian Renxue. Bibi Dong gripped the Rakshasa Demon Scythe tightly, and the six elders wept uncontrollably.

"Grandpas, it's been ten thousand years. Thank you for still being willing to protect the lineage of angels."

Qian Renxue smiled, and in an instant, the world seemed to burst into dawn just for her.

"No, this is our duty..." Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice trembled terribly.

Then, under Bibi Dong's stunned gaze, Qian Renxue drifted down in front of the Pope's throne, ignoring the Shura Sword, and opened her arms to embrace her mother.

"Mother, the one who should have borne the brunt of this Asura Demon Sword was me."

"Xue'er, I owe you so much..." Bibi Dong closed her eyes and stroked her daughter's back.

"Mother, I'm leaving."

The snow, towering a thousand feet high, melts away, spreading out in the east.

"Where are you going!" Bibi Dong asked urgently.

The angel's clear golden eyes gazed at the figure in the sky and chuckled, "Angels and sea gods, Rakshasa gods and Asura gods, the hatred that has lasted for ten thousand years will surely end today."

I watched him grow up, and he did very well, even better than I was back then. But even if he inherits the position of Angel King, he still has a disadvantage.

The Trident of Poseidon and the Sword of Asura are both super artifacts, but the Holy Sword of Angels and the Scythe of Rakshasa are not.

Of course, he had anticipated this, and promised to give the Silver Dragon King and the Imperial Beast an even more powerful artifact in the future, thus obtaining the Golden and Silver Dragon Spears from them.

Qian Renxue paused for a moment, summoned two dragon spears, and shook her head, saying, "His original plan was to fuse the gold and silver dragon spears into the super artifact Dragon God Spear, but that is not compatible with the bloodline of the Angel and Rakshasa gods at all, so it is not the best choice."

Seniors should always lay the foundation for juniors, so I decided to use my last bit of divine soul power to help him become the spirit of the artifact, fuse with the Silver Dragon Spear, and upgrade the Angelic Holy Sword into a super artifact!

Mother, I will live forever within the angel's holy sword.

Before she finished speaking, Qian Renxue gripped the Silver Dragon Spear in her left hand and the Angelic Holy Sword in her right. Her divine soul ignited with the holy and pure angelic fire, and the divine artifacts merged!

The Silver Dragon Spear is the accompanying artifact of the Silver Dragon King. Among the elements controlled by the Silver Dragon is the attribute of light. Qian Renxue ignited herself, making light the main attribute of the Silver Dragon Spear, and integrated it with the angel artifact, the Angel Holy Sword!

"Xue'er, without you, I can't find any meaning in living."

Bibi Dong sighed sadly. The next second, she snatched the Golden Dragon Spear, her body covered in purple flames, and the Death Prison Demon Scythe and the Golden Dragon Spear slowly merged into one!

"Mother……"

"Xue'er," Bibi Dong laughed freely, "then let's become spirits of divine artifacts together."

The six high priests stared blankly at the mother and daughter gazing at each other amidst the flames. They deeply loved Qian Renxue, yet feared Bibi Dong. At this moment, all past entanglements vanished like smoke. For the revenge of the angelic lineage, the losers from ten thousand years ago were doing everything in their power!

The Angelic Holy Sword and the Death Prison Demon Scythe ascended into the sky and hovered before Ling Bai's eyes.

The two divine artifacts transformed into super divine artifacts, and Ling Bai could clearly feel their connection to his bloodline. Qian Renxue's cheerful voice echoed from within the Angelic Holy Sword:

"Xiaobai, may I call you that?"

Do not be sad. Before I inherited the position of angel, my grandfather opened the door to the inheritance at the cost of his life, teaching me one last lesson, which I now pass on to you.

If one day my successor embarks on the path to godhood, I hope he will not see it as a burden, but rather as a responsibility I cannot relinquish and a hope for change, and bravely continue on that path.

Little White, please carry our light and fly even higher!

"I will, I definitely will."

Ling Bai nodded emphatically. The faith of living beings continuously nourished the angel's divine position, and the angel's divine power continued to rise. Six bulges appeared on his back, interspersed among the original six wings of the angel.

Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue found their way, and the six Grand Elders silently stepped forward. The Demon-Slaying Douluo bowed deeply.

"We apologize for failing in our duty of offering sacrifices when we first met in Jialing City."

"There's no need for you two seniors to do that; it's all in the past."

Thank you.

Demon-Slaying Douluo smiled with relief. He had always held a grudge about this matter. On the ground, one-sixth of the Martial Soul Empire warriors transformed into energy and poured into Demon-Slaying Douluo's body.

"Keep this power safe. In the final battle, help me slap Tang San's face hard."

He glanced longingly at the angelic sword, then resolutely merged into the angelic divine position!

"Sizzle—"

A crisp sound echoed through heaven and earth as the angel's seventh wing burst forth from its back!

"That demon-slaying fellow, he didn't even wait for me."

Qianjun Douluo cursed and led one-sixth of the Martial Soul Empire's soldiers into the Angel God's Throne!

The Eighth Wing!

The Light Feather Douluo toyed with the bow and arrow in his hand, and pouted, "If only my older brother were here."

The Ninth Wing!

"Well done, don't embarrass yourself!"

Lion Douluo and Azure Phoenix Douluo patted Ling Bai on the shoulders, one on each side, their eyes full of encouragement.

The tenth wing, the eleventh wing!

"To be a wing of the angel God is the greatest honor for us!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed loudly, his laughter arrogant and unrestrained.

"Big brother, we're here!"

Endless light outlines the twelfth wing!

Everyone on the Douluo Continent saw a magnificent angelic phantom appear in the sky. The angel seemed to cover the sky, and its immense pressure contained a holy and warm aura.

With his long, golden hair flying behind him, Ling Bai raised the super artifact Angelic Holy Sword high, and a golden beam of light shot into the boundless starry sky, with twelve angel wings igniting an inextinguishable golden flame!

"Eternally burning wings, carry me away from the depravity of the mortal realm!"

Divine rank, advancement!

The Twelve-Winged Angel King! (End of Chapter)