Douluo Continent: Transmigrated into Tang San's Younger Sister and Became a God with Two Martia

However, Tang Nian felt no fear at all; instead, she felt an overwhelming sense of excitement and anticipation.

Because she had always loathed this fallen angel god, especially when she learned that the fallen angel god dared to make Qian Shiye suffer the pain of the fiery lake, this resentment reached its peak.

At this moment, Tang Nian had only one thought in her mind: she must make this hateful fallen angel pay a terrible price!

Suddenly, a fierce look flashed across Tang Nian's originally beautiful face, as if she wished she could tear the fallen angel to pieces and cut him into a thousand pieces.

Just then, as Yama God's majestic words fell, the eight Title Douluos standing to the side moved, emanating a powerful aura, and at the same time, their seventy-two spirit rings rose into the air.

These spirit rings intertwined and merged in the air, eventually coalescing into a golden protective shield that enveloped the fallen angel.

At the same time, the eight titled Douluo muttered incantations, and as their voices rang out, a look of horror and disbelief immediately appeared on the beautiful yet ferocious face of the Fallen Angel God.

Her eyes widened as she glared at the sky, screaming, "Yama, how dare you! I am one of the most ancient deities. Aren't you afraid of being punished by the enforcers of the divine realm for treating me like this?"

Faced with the questioning of the fallen angel, Yama, the god of death, showed no sign of backing down. He responded righteously, "Fallen angel, you are no longer worthy of being called a god. You have wantonly disrupted the order of the divine realm, harboring treacherous intentions and committing heinous crimes. The enforcers of the divine realm have long seen through everything and have completely removed you from your divine position. If you still do not repent now, then your only path is to be annihilated!"

The fallen angel scoffed disdainfully, "You think you can do anything to me with just eight Title Douluos? You think you can control me with just eight people? How naive!"

As she spoke, she took flight.

At this moment, Natasha suddenly stood up, and countless osmanthus flowers appeared here. There were no blooming spider lilies here before, but in an instant, they were covered with osmanthus flowers.

The fragrance of osmanthus blossoms filled everyone's nostrils in an instant.

Natasha flew to the very center of the protective shield, muttered something, and instantly a huge vortex formed around her.

Upon seeing this, Haier, who had been closely monitoring the situation, suddenly felt his pupils shrink and an ominous premonition rise in his heart.

He screamed at the top of his lungs, with all his might, "No—no!"

However, Natasha seemed to have anticipated his reaction. She slowly turned her head and calmly gazed at Hel.

Then, the corners of her lips turned up slightly, forming an indescribable smile, and a hint of relief appeared on her beautiful face.

Natasha said softly, "Lord Hale, you bear a more important and arduous mission. You don't need to feel sad for me. This is all a preordained arrangement, and it is my destiny." Before she finished speaking, her graceful figure disappeared into the bottomless vortex.

Almost at the same moment, an exceptionally powerful force erupted from the depths of the vortex.

Standing to the side, Tang Nian felt this power and her eyes trembled slightly, because this power was far stronger than the power released by the fallen angel before.

This power was even stronger than the power of a god.

The fallen angel's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and her once beautiful and proud face was now filled with terror and panic.

Her lips trembled as she struggled to open her mouth and said, "God of Hell, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! No matter how the enforcers of the divine realm punish me, I will accept it willingly. Please don't let me disappear from the world."

However, Yama remained silent in the face of the fallen angel's tearful pleas, as if he had not heard them at all.

Just then, a dark shadow streaked across the sky, followed by a huge shield that fell straight down in the direction where Tang Nian was.

Tang Nian subconsciously reached out her hands to catch it. When she touched the shield, she felt an incredibly heavy force pressing down on her hands. She was secretly shocked, not expecting that this seemingly ordinary shield would weigh a thousand pounds.

After Tang Nian steadied herself, she carefully examined the shield in her hand.

The shield is round and jet black, with a surface as smooth as a mirror. In the very center of the shield is a delicate and beautiful spider lily, with layers of petals that are incredibly lifelike.

At this moment, the majestic and deep voice of Yama slowly came, "This is a divine artifact—the Holy Shield. The power of the fallen angel comes from darkness and evil, while this Holy Shield is a symbol of light and justice, so none of her attacks can break through this shield."

Upon hearing this, the fallen angel's face turned even paler. She tried her best to break free from the transparent protective shield in front of her, but no matter what method she used, she could not escape the restraint.

Enraged, the fallen angel roared hysterically, "You think you can trap me by merely sacrificing a Title Douluo? So what if I'm temporarily trapped here? I am an immortal fallen angel; you won't easily kill me!"

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

In the instant the fallen angel suddenly turned her head, her gaze first fell on the Holy Shield in Tang Nian's hand, and then quickly moved to the Sinful Sword that Qian Shiye was holding tightly.

The fallen angel froze completely in that instant, as if she had been frozen in place by a spell; even the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Qian Shiye, if I hadn't chosen you to be the guardian of the Fallen Angel God, what do you think you would be now!"

"I never expected... I never expected you to be so ungrateful! You actually colluded with those seemingly benevolent and righteous but actually treacherous and cunning guys in the divine realm to plot against me?" The fallen angel's eyes widened as he roared furiously at Qian Shiye.

Holding the Sword of Sin, Qian Shiye spoke calmly, "You only value my Martial Soul as a Fallen Angel. You only want me to bear the punishment of the Lake of Fire for you. You never really intended for me to become the next Fallen Angel God."

The fallen angel froze, staring at Qian Shiye in disbelief, and asked, "When did you find out?"

Without any hesitation, Qian Shiye blurted out, "Perhaps I already knew when you first made me suffer the punishment of the Lake of Fire." (End of Chapter)