Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

He stood at the doorway, looking at Qian Renxue.

In the golden light, she sat cross-legged on a futon, her long hair flowing in the golden light. Her face was still disguised, but her eyes, those golden eyes, were like two suns.

She looked at him, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Xiao Feng, I've broken through."

Ling Feng nodded.

"I know."

Qian Renxue stood up and walked up to him.

She was half a head shorter than him, and had to tilt her head slightly to see his eyes.

She looked into his eyes, those deep, calm eyes that seemed to see through everything.

She suddenly reached out and took his hand.

"Thank you."

Ling Feng looked down at her hand, at the hand she was holding.

Her hands were warm, warmer than his.

He looked up and gazed into her eyes.

"You're welcome."

Qian Renxue smiled.

That smile was radiant, like sunshine after a snowfall, dispelling all the gloom.

Ling Feng looked at her, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Offering Hall.

Qian Daoliu sat beneath the angel statue, his eyes closed.

He sensed Qian Renxue's breakthrough aura, reaching level sixty, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Xue'er, you've finally come this far."

His voice was very soft, like a sigh in the empty hall.

Qian Renxue's breakthrough is not just her own achievement.

She is the successor of the Angel God, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, and the future hope of the Qian family.

Every step she takes is related to the future of the Spirit Hall.

Qian Daoliu opened his eyes and looked at the angel statue in front of him.

The statue stood silent in the candlelight, its face both compassionate and majestic.

"Angel God."

Qian Daoliu's voice was very soft, "Please protect Xue'er and let her go further."

When Qian Renxue came out of the cultivation room, it was almost dawn.

The snow stopped, and the moon peeked out from behind the clouds, its cool light shining on the snow-covered ground, illuminating the entire Wuhun City as if it were daytime.

She stood in the courtyard and took a deep breath.

The cold air rushed into my lungs, carrying the scent of snow, the scent of earth, and the scent of new life.

Ling Feng stood behind her, watching her.

Under the moonlight, her silhouette was slender and upright, like a sword drawn from its sheath.

"What are you planning to do next?"

he asks.

Qian Renxue turned around and looked at him.

"I want to absorb the sixth spirit ring."

Ling Feng nodded.

"Have you thought it through?"

Where to?

Qian Renxue thought for a moment.

"Starry Sky Forest".

Ling Feng remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

"I go with you."

Qian Renxue looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Aren't you afraid it will interfere with your cultivation?"

Ling Feng shook his head.

"You are more important than cultivation."

Qian Renxue's smile froze for a moment, then became even brighter.

She turned away and stopped looking at him.

The moonlight shone on her face, revealing the slightly reddened tips of her ears.

She didn't speak, but her heart was pounding.

The snow stopped in the early morning.

Sunlight streamed down from the eastern horizon, shining on the snow and reflecting a dazzling light.

Qian Renxue changed into a white outfit, tied her long hair into a ponytail, and carried a long sword on her back.

That was her martial spirit, the holy sword of the eight-winged angel. It usually existed in physical form, but only unleashed its true power during battle.

Ling Feng stood beside her, and Jin Chen also arrived, wearing a thick cotton-padded coat and holding a steaming hot bun in his hand.

"Boss, are you going to the Star Dou Great Forest?"

I'm going too!

Jin Chen, with a steamed bun stuffed in his mouth, mumbled incoherently.

Ling Feng glanced at him.

"Who will watch the house when you go?"

Jin Chen's eyes widened: "Guard the house?"

"I am the mighty Golden Dragon Crocodile, are you just a doorman?"

Ling Feng ignored him and turned to look at Qian Renxue.

"Let's go."

Two figures took off and flew towards the Star Dou Great Forest.

Jin Chen stood in the courtyard, watching their backs, and muttered, "Prioritizing romance over friendship."

Then he turned around and continued eating his steamed bun.

Starry Sky Forest, Lake of Life.

The lake was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.

Di Tian stood by the lake, hands behind his back, his golden vertical pupils gazing into the distance.

He had already sensed Qian Renxue's aura—a level 61 Soul Emperor with an Eight-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

There was also Ling Feng's aura, a level 75 Soul Saint, with a 380,000-year-old seventh soul ring.

Chapter 136 A 50,000-Year-Old Soul Beast, the Inheritance of the Angel God

Two streams of energy were flying towards them at great speed.

Di Tian's lips twitched slightly.

"Another one. They really don't treat me like an outsider."

Two figures descended from the sky and landed on the lakeside.

Ling Feng clasped his hands in greeting to Di Tian: "Senior Di Tian, ​​I'm bothering you again."

Di Tian waved his hand.

"I won't bother you."

The Lord said you can come anytime.

He looked at Qian Renxue, a hint of surprise flashing in his golden vertical pupils.

"Eight-winged angel, level sixty-one."

"Little girl, you're much better than the last time I saw you."

Qian Renxue bowed slightly.

"You flatter me, senior."

Di Tian turned around and walked towards the lake.

He stepped across the lake, and with each step, a ripple appeared beneath his feet.

He walked to the center of the lake, stopped, and turned around.

"How many years do you want for your sixth spirit ring?"

Qian Renxue thought for a moment.

"More than 50,000 years."

Di Tian nodded.

"In the Star Dou Great Forest, there is a 50,000-year-old Holy Tiger of Light, whose attributes are compatible with your Martial Soul."