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

The Golden Lion looked at her, his eyes full of admiration.

It opened its mouth wide, and this time, it used all its strength.

The golden beam of light, like a sun, shot towards the towering snow, distorting space wherever it passed.

Qian Renxue closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Inside her body, that thin bottleneck finally shattered.

Peak level 89, level 90.

Golden light burst forth from her body, illuminating the entire forest.

Title Douluo.

Her aura surged, reaching level 90, the peak of level 90, the third test of the Angel God, completed.

Qian Renxue opened her eyes, and golden light shot out from them, like two sharp swords in the darkness.

Behind her, the phantom of a twelve-winged angel appeared, its twelve wings spreading out simultaneously, blotting out the sky.

She looked at the golden lion of light and bowed deeply.

"Thank you, senior, for your help."

The Golden Lion looked at Qian Renxue with eyes full of satisfaction.

Go ahead.

You still have a long way to go.

Qian Renxue nodded, turned around, and walked towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng stood at a distance, watching her, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Congratulations."

Qian Renxue walked up to him and looked at him.

"You've been staring at me the whole time?"

Ling Feng nodded.

"Ah."

"Aren't you afraid I'll die?"

Ling Feng looked at her.

"You will not die."

"why?"

"Because you promised me you'd come back alive."

Qian Renxue's tears fell as she hugged Ling Feng tightly.

"fool."

Ling Feng didn't push her away or say anything; he just stood there and let her hug him.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on the two people.

Jin Chen walked over with the four little ones, and seeing Ling Feng and Qian Renxue hugging each other, he wisely turned away.

"Let's go, let's go."

Half an hour later, they emerged from the Star Dou Great Forest.

Qian Renxue stood at the edge of the forest, looking into the distance, towards the direction of Wuhun City.

"Come on, go home."

Ling Feng nodded.

"it is good."

The carriage rolled forward, heading towards Wuhun City.

Behind them, the Starry Sky Forest gradually blurred.

Ahead lies Wuhun City, home, and the future.

Qian Renxue has completed her third test, but six more tests await her.

She didn't know what those assessments were, or how difficult they were, but she wasn't afraid.

Because Ling Feng was by her side.

It was already dusk when they returned to Wuhun City.

The setting sun bathed the entire city in gold, and the wings of the angel statue seemed to be coated with flames in the afterglow.

Qian Renxue lifted the carriage curtain and looked at the familiar city, a feeling she couldn't quite describe welling up inside her.

She left at level 88, and returned at level 90.

She didn't have a ninth spirit ring, but she was already a Title Douluo.

The carriage stopped in front of the Papal Palace.

Qian Xunji personally stood on the steps to greet him, dressed in a white robe, his crown tassels swaying gently in the evening breeze.

He watched his daughter step down from the carriage, her long golden hair and eyes, and the aura about her that was so different from before. His eyes welled up with tears.

"Good, good, good."

He said "good" three times in a row, his voice hoarse.

"Xue'er, you are even more outstanding than your father expected."

Qian Renxue knelt down and kowtowed three times.

"Father, your daughter is back."

Qian Xunji helped her up and patted her shoulder.

"It's good that you're back."

"It's good that you're back."

Chapter 159 The Evil Soul Master Reappears

His eyes reddened, but he held back his tears.

Qian Daoliu stood on the steps of the offering hall, dressed in white, with snow-white hair and deep eyes.

He looked at Qian Renxue, at the aura of a Title Douluo emanating from her, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He didn't speak, but simply nodded at her.

Qian Renxue nodded to him as well.

The grandfather and grandson exchanged a glance, and everything was understood without a word.

Inside the offering hall, the seven worshippers gathered together, a rare occurrence.

Golden Crocodile Douluo leaned against a pillar, arms crossed, his golden eyes looking at Qian Renxue with admiration.

Qianjun Douluo and Jiangmo Douluo spoke in hushed tones, both marveling at Qian Renxue's talent.

The Azure Phoenix Douluo stood with his hands behind his back, his blue hair swaying slightly in the candlelight.

The Lion Douluo sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

Guangling Douluo stood in the corner, holding a light crossbow in his hand, the bolt spinning at his fingertips. He looked at Qian Renxue and nodded, a rare occurrence for him.

"The third test of the Angel God is complete."

Qian Daoliu's voice echoed in the Hall of Worship, "Holy Maiden Qian Renxue has been promoted to Title Douluo, level 90, with the Martial Soul Twelve-Winged Angel and all six pieces of Angelic Divine Armor refined."

The seven attendants rose at the same time and clasped their hands in greeting to Qianrenxue.

"Congratulations, Holy Maiden."

Qianrenxue returned the gift.

"Thank you for your offerings."

As night deepened, Qian Renxue stood by the window, gazing at the moon outside.

The moonlight shone on the roof of the offering hall, bathing the entire hall in a silvery-white light.

She held the token of the angel god in her hand. The token was slightly warm, and golden light rose from it, growing brighter and brighter until it illuminated the entire room.

The phantom of the angel god emerged from the token.

This time, her phantom was more solid than ever before, with long silver hair, golden eyes, and an exquisite face. The wings of a twelve-winged angel fluttered slowly behind her, as if she were a real person standing in front of her.

"You did very well in the third test."

The angel's voice was soft, yet carried an indescribable majesty: "Now, accept your reward."

She raised her hand, and a golden light appeared in her palm.

The light was soft and sacred, like a small sun shining warmly in the darkness.

A faint phantom of a spirit ring could be seen in the light; it was entirely golden and had been around for 300,000 years.

That was a divinely bestowed soul ring, not obtained by hunting soul beasts. It was condensed by the Angel God using her own primordial power, a part that she had separated from her divine position.

"This is your ninth spirit ring."

Three hundred thousand years, the attribute of light, a perfect match for you.

The angel's voice was very soft, "It has waited a long time, waited a long time for you."

The golden ball of light slowly drifted toward Qian Renxue and hovered in front of her.

Qian Renxue reached out and caught the ball of light.

The moment she received the divinely bestowed soul ring, a warm and vast power surged from her palm into her body, spreading along her meridians to her limbs and bones.

That is the power of the angels, the power from the divine realm, a power that transcends mortals.

Qian Renxue sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and began to absorb the nutrients.