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

Inside the shrine, Qian Daoliu stood before the angel statue, his hands behind his back.

He could already sense the sacred aura emanating from Qian Renxue's room.

He didn't go over. He knew this was Qian Renxue's own battle, and he could only watch and wait.

Golden Crocodile Douluo stood beside him, his golden vertical pupils looking in the direction of Qian Renxue's room, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Big brother, do you think Xue'er will be able to absorb it successfully?"

Qian Daoliu was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Yes."

She is the chosen successor of the angels.

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded and said nothing more.

With the divine soul ring entering her body, an unprecedented power exploded within Qian Renxue.

That power was not violent, nor intense, but gentle and vast, like the ocean, like the starry sky.

It doesn't tear her veins or crush her bones, but rather nourishes, repairs, and strengthens her.

That was the gentleness of the angel goddess, the last gift she left for her successors.

Qian Renxue's consciousness sank into the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness.

There, the phantom of a twelve-winged angel floated silently, its twelve wings fluttering slightly, and golden light illuminated the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

The divinely bestowed soul ring transformed into a golden beam of light, shooting from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness and merging into the phantom of the twelve-winged angel.

The phantom of the twelve-winged angel began to expand, its wings becoming wider, its light more dazzling, and its aura more vast.

It is growing, evolving, and leaping towards a higher level.

Time passed by, second by second.

One hour, two hours, three hours.

Qian Renxue's face changed from pale to rosy, her breathing changed from disordered to steady, and her body changed from trembling to calm.

She gritted her teeth and remained silent.

She recalled the golden lion's claw, the fear between life and death, and the relief of breaking through.

She remembered what Ling Feng had said—"You will not die."

Because you promised me you'd come back alive.

She had promised, so she came back alive.

Now, she wants to absorb this divinely bestowed soul ring. She wants to become stronger, strong enough to protect those she wants to protect, strong enough to fulfill the last wish of the angel god.

In the fifth hour, the golden divine soul ring finally fully merged into her body, becoming one with her martial soul.

Qian Renxue opened her eyes, and golden light shone from them, illuminating the entire room, the defensive runes on the walls, and even the outer hall of worship through the window.

Her aura surged dramatically: level 90, peak level 90, level 91, peak level 91, level 92, peak level 92, level 93, peak level 93, level 94.

It climbed all the way to the peak of level 94 before stopping.

The ninth spirit ring, 300,000 years old, bestowed by the gods, golden in color.

Peak level 94, Title Douluo.

The third test of the angel god has been completely completed.

Qian Renxue stood up, feeling the unprecedented power within her body.

Her martial spirit, her soul power, and her bloodline have all merged with this divinely bestowed soul ring.

She closed her eyes, sensing the power contained within the golden spirit ring.

A moment later, she opened her eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Angel's Descent."

She said softly.

An angel descends, summoning the phantom of the Angel God to bestow a double blessing upon him—the primordial power of the Angel God merges with the ancient light power contained within this 300,000-year-old divinely bestowed soul ring.

After casting the spell, her twelve-winged angel will temporarily evolve into a Holy Light Angel, gaining the dual power of the Angel God and the Ancient Light Dragon God.

Speed, strength, defense, and soul power are all enhanced.

At the same time, she can briefly borrow the authority of the angel god—the judgment of God.

Divine Judgment is an area-of-effect attack; all evil within a hundred feet radius of her will be judged.

The deeper the evil, the heavier the judgment.

The divinely bestowed soul ring, which lasted for 300,000 years, increased the power of Judgment to three times its original strength.

However, it consumes a great deal of energy. With her current cultivation level, she can only use it once at most before she is exhausted for seven days.

Qian Renxue clenched her fists.

The Judgment of God—the Angel God used this move to severely injure the Asura God back then.

She will not repeat the mistakes of the Angel God; she will use this move to kill the Asura God.

The door was pushed open.

Ling Feng stood at the door, looking at her.

"It's done?"

Qian Renxue nodded.

Chapter 160 Journey to the Far North

"Level 94 peak".

Ninth Soul Skill: Angel's Descent.

Ling Feng's lips curled up slightly.

"Congratulations."

Qian Renxue walked up to him and looked at him.

"Have you been outside the whole time?"

Ling Feng nodded.

"Ah."

Qian Renxue's eyes reddened.

Aren't you afraid something will happen to me?

Ling Feng looked at her.

"You'll be fine."

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

"Thank you."

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

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the two people.

In the hall of worship, Qian Daoliu stood in front of the angel statue, sensing the powerful aura emanating from Qian Renxue's room, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"it is good."

His voice was very soft, “Good boy.”

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

The corners of the statue's mouth seem to be slightly upturned, as if it is smiling.

Qian Renxue has completed the third test of the Angel God.

But six more tests await her. She doesn't know what those tests are, or how difficult they are.

But she wasn't afraid, because Ling Feng was by her side.

Outside the window, the moon peeked out from behind the clouds, its cool light bathing Wuhun City in a silvery-white glow.

Qian Renxue stood by the window, looking at the moon, while Ling Feng stood beside her. Neither of them spoke.

When will the fourth test come?

she does not know.

But she knew that no matter when it came, she would accept it.

Because she is Qian Renxue, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, and the successor of the Angel God.

Three days after the completion of the third test by the Angel God, an unusual atmosphere permeated the temple.

Qian Daoliu sat in the main seat, holding a secret report that had just been sent from the north, his brows furrowed.

The handwriting on the secret report was messy, and the ink was not completely dry. It was obviously written in a hurry, but every word was like a knife stabbing into his heart.

In the far north, in the frigid lands, evil spirit masters have emerged.

Not just one or two, but a whole group.

The leader is said to be a Title Douluo-level being who uses human sacrifices and blood to cultivate, leaving nothing but desolation in his wake.

Three towns have already been massacred, thousands of people have died tragically, and even the Spirit Hall's branch temple in the area has been uprooted. The fate of the cardinal stationed there is unknown.

The hall was filled with elders, including Qian Gu Xiao Ye, Du Gu Bo, Yue Guan, and Gui Mei, as well as seven consecrators, all of whom had grim expressions.

Qian Daoliu dropped the secret report and glanced at everyone.

"You all know about the situation in the north."

Tell me, who's going?

Golden Crocodile Douluo was the first to speak.

"I'm going."

A Title Douluo-level evil soul master is not someone an ordinary person can deal with.