Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

Qian Renxue clearly wasn't going to drag things out; she wanted to finish the battle quickly and take down Yan. So, she immediately unleashed her Angel Domain and her first soul skill.

Yan intensified his attack with flames in mid-air, but when his flames struck the golden shield, the collision of the two soul powers caused his flames to melt away due to the divine aura of the soul power, which suppressed them from unleashing their full power.

The Super Martial Soul Six-Winged Angel not only possesses an innate domain, but its soul power itself also has special properties, capable of purifying everything, including ordinary soul power.

"It's very troublesome."

Yan continued to channel his soul power to transform the flames, but this time he did not rely on quantity to win. Instead, he concentrated his soul power to enhance the power of the flames. When the power of the flames exceeded a thousand degrees, the surrounding air was distorted, and Qian Renxue's golden light was forced to retract.

The Angel Domain of the Angel Martial Soul can only awaken its true power after becoming a Soul Saint, obtaining the seventh Soul Ring, and possessing the true form of the Martial Soul. Before that, it can only play a limited auxiliary role.

Yan's flames were of exceptional quality; once they reached a thousand degrees, Qian Renxue's domain purification power felt the pressure and had to withdraw.

"It seems your tolerance limit isn't too high."

An even stronger flame rose from Yan's body. After probing the upper limit of Qian Renxue's angelic domain, he would no longer be so passive, at least he had a greater understanding and control.

"You think you can rival the brilliance of light with mere mortal fire?"

Golden light flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes, and in the next instant she arrived above Yan's head. Golden flames surged down, and she was actually preparing to suppress Yan's flames with the Flame of Light.

"You shouldn't be so persistent, and you shouldn't be so close to me."

Yan suddenly smiled, and then white and yellow powder spread from his fingertips, quickly bursting into flames as it spread, accompanied by thick smoke with a pungent odor.

White phosphorus powder is an extremely dangerous substance. While flour and tough putty, which Yan had previously used, had certain ignition conditions, this dangerous substance has almost no threshold for combustion. Its ignition point is 40 degrees Celsius, and it will explode and release flames of over 1000 degrees Celsius when placed under excessively hot sunlight.

As a cloud of white powder rapidly dispersed and exploded, a burst of white flames exploded and flashed, engulfing both Qian Renxue and Yan.

Yan has a strong resistance to fire when his martial spirit is released, which is why he dared to play with such a dangerous object at such close range. Qian Renxue, on the other hand, was not so lucky because she was momentarily careless.

Chapter 52 A Narrow Victory

"Yan, your tricks have angered me."

The dazzling golden light dispersed the thick smoke, and Qian Renxue's figure reappeared, but this time she looked a little disheveled, with many black marks on her golden hair and her long dress was also torn.

As Qian Renxue spoke, she floated into the air again, a longsword now in her hand, formed entirely of golden flames. Although it had no physical form, the terrifying energy fluctuations emanating from it were still chilling.

This is a pure energy attack. Even Soul Saint level experts usually find it difficult to condense intangible energy into a tangible form, but she did it, and the power was exceptionally strong.

"call out!"

Qian Renxue brandished her golden longsword, instantly cleaving through a vast sea of ​​fire. She was preparing to launch an attack, having already locked onto Yan in the center of the inferno.

"Ding~~~"

With a ringing sound, the flames on Yan's body rose again, and his speed instantly doubled. After dodging a golden sword light, he ran around the entire arena at an extremely fast speed.

Yan's sprint gradually created a whirlwind, which fueled the fire. In addition, he sprinkled phosphorus powder during his run. In just a moment, a fiery tornado surrounded Qian Renxue. The high temperature caused fine beads of sweat to appear on her forehead, and she felt that she was not in good condition.

As Yan's speed increased, the temperature at the center of the fire tornado rose higher and higher, exceeding two thousand degrees in a short period of time. Even Qian Renxue could not withstand this environment.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Qian Renxue naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait for death. She brandished her lightsaber, her first soul skill flashing continuously, and clusters of golden light sword shields shot out in all directions, intending to break through the blockade of the fire tornado.

However, the fire tornado was already in full swing. Using only the first soul skill of level 20 soul power, Angelic Assault, the golden sword and shield had not even hit the outer layer of the flames before being deflected by the edge of the gale.

Angel's assault's divine energy can dissolve and suppress the soul power of the target it attacks. However, after Yan tested her limits, she drew upon more of the energy inherent in the world.

Whether it was the flames produced by the phosphorescent explosion or the strong wind generated by his rapid running, although both were obtained by the work of soul power, there was a secondary energy conversion. They were just simple flames and whirlwinds, without any soul power, so the divine energy of the angelic realm had no effect at all.

When Yan reached his maximum speed, his heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of his chest, and he felt extremely uncomfortable, he knew he had reached his limit. In this state, he kept shrinking the circle he was running in, causing the temperature in the center to rise higher and higher.

"Buzz..."

The rising temperature around her made Qian Renxue feel even more pressured. She couldn't help but circulate her soul power to create a golden light screen around her, which then intertwined to form a golden sphere that protected her from all angles.

"call out!"

At one point, Yan's speed reached its limit. He suddenly changed direction and leaped straight into the golden ball of light that Qian Renxue had transformed into. He pushed the flames between his hands to their limit and used the powerful inertia to rampage around.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, a large expanse of gold shattered, like a disk being smashed by a sharp weapon, turning into golden fragments. Each fragment then broke into countless golden specks of light, which simply vanished into thin air.

The once dazzling sky returned to its original color. Two figures appeared in mid-air at the same time and collided. They then crashed into a wall at the edge of the arena, smashing a large hole through it before tumbling to the ground.

Qian Renxue lay on her back on the ground, her wings slightly bent and torn. Thick blood kept flowing from her nostrils, and purplish-black blood also appeared at the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were blurry, and her breathing was extremely rapid.

Yan's move, mimicking the Flash's spinning acceleration, unleashed an unprecedented energy surge that shattered her defenses and severely injured her.

Although Yan won the battle, he looked even more miserable, lying limply on Qian Renxue's body, his clothes almost completely gone.

The two people, their clothes tattered, collapsed to the ground. If it weren't for the inappropriate setting and their young age, one might have thought they were doing something else entirely.

"You little brat, what are you doing? Get up."

Qian Renxue felt someone pressing down on her chest. The worst part was that the person pressing down on her was very restless, moving around like that. Was he deliberately taking advantage of her? She endured the pain and raised her arm to try to push the person away, but found that she was almost powerless. Her pushing and swaying movements looked like a coy attempt to refuse.

"Ouch! Don't move, it hurts so much. I've tried, I don't have the strength to get up."

Yan couldn't help but hiss. He hadn't expected the battle to turn out this way. He had only intended to try and emulate the Flash, but he forgot one thing: the Flash had the Speed ​​Force to protect him from being torn apart by speed. He didn't have that ability. When he accelerated to the very end, he almost died.

"You little bastard, you..."

Qian Renxue was furious, but she had almost no strength left. Her raised forearm soon became sore and weak, and she finally put it down. The two of them lay together like that for a long time.

"Hiss... Ah... This feeling is really uncomfortable. By the way, does the Hall of Offerings have any healing Soul Masters?"

After an unknown amount of time, Yan got up from Qian Renxue, softly complaining about his discomfort, but soon his eyes were glued to her. Qian Renxue, pinned beneath him, looked incredibly alluring and seductive.

The tattered palace dress could not conceal her beautiful figure at all, and the alluring outline that was faintly visible made his face burn. If it weren't for the fact that she was still underdeveloped and lacked virility, he probably would have already taken advantage of her like a beast.

"You little rascal, what are you looking at?"

Qian Renxue had regained some strength by this time, and couldn't help but reach out to push his face away, while covering her chest with her other hand.

"Cough cough... This isn't... it's not... it wasn't intentional..."

In his nervousness, Yan almost blurted out something like "I couldn't help myself," but luckily he reacted quickly and didn't say it. Otherwise, who knows if Qian Renxue would have been furious.

"Miss."

Qian Renxue gathered her soul power and unleashed a golden light. Soon after, a woman dressed like a nun entered the arena and knelt down beside the two of them. Soft, warm healing light emanated from her palm and shone on Qian Renxue.

"And me too, I'm wounded too."

Qian Renxue closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth of the healing light, while Yan, the injured man, had no one to take care of him, and couldn't help but speak up in a weak voice.

Qian Renxue opened her eyes and looked at Yan, who was still sitting on her, but she did not push him off. Instead, she instructed the nun, "Treat him too."

Chapter 53 Aftermath

"Thank you sister."

Yan behaved quite well at this time. As long as he was thick-skinned enough, he wouldn't feel embarrassed. What's wrong with a seven-year-old child getting away with being cute?

"You can get up now."

Qian Renxue stared coldly at Yan, who looked weak, and pushed him. If the two of them hadn't just had a big fight, she wouldn't have believed that this kid was so troublesome.

"Hiss... Gently, gently..."

Yan hissed as he got up, using the last of his strength to walk away from Qian Renxue. He then silently absorbed the healing light to aid his recovery. Before long, some of his external injuries had healed, but the more serious ones would require a period of recuperation.

In the side hall of the main hall, Yan and Qian Renxue changed their clothes and sat down again. Neither of them spoke first. Yan sipped his fragrant tea, looking calm and composed.

Qian Renxue sat opposite Yan, observing the child who had just caused her a great loss. In the battle just now, she had used almost all her strength, but she still lost. She couldn't block that final blow, leaving her with no chance to retaliate.

Finally, Qian Renxue couldn't help but speak first: "Yan, I remember you just said that you would tell me everything after the sparring session. Tell me, what did you mean by what you said before?"

Yan glanced at Qian Renxue. "What do you want to know? Don't you already know some things? His Holiness the Pope is my teacher, and I only know a little more than you do."

Qian Renxue suddenly fell silent, then raised her head again and said in a deliberately cold voice, "She told you, didn't she? Heh, that guy, he doesn't act like a mother at all."

"A Thousand Blades of Snow".

Yan called out the girl's name, and she naturally looked up to meet his gaze. Yan spoke again, "Actually, many things are not as simple as you imagine. You feel that His Holiness the Pope abandoned you, so you feel resentful, but have you ever thought about whether she is really the one who made the mistake?"

Most people who know you only know who your father is. Have you learned anything about the Pope's past? What kind of circumstances do you think led to your birth?

As Yan spoke softly, Qian Renxue's expression subtly changed. Her snow-white hands, which had been resting on the table, were now trembling. She shook her head repeatedly, then suddenly slammed her hand on the table, stood up, and angrily said to Yan, "It's impossible! You're lying to me! You're lying to me, aren't you?"

“Your grandfather, Grand Elder Qian Daoliu, knows all about these things. You can ask him yourself.”

Yan responded calmly, saying that some things didn't need to be explained too clearly, especially to a smart girl like Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue's background has always been kept secret. Many people know that the former pope had a daughter, but almost no one knows anything about the girl's mother.

This girl's background is the biggest scandal in the Spirit Hall's history: the former Pope was her father, and the current Pope is her mother. A master-disciple relationship isn't unusual; the infamous Dragon and Snake duo in the spirit master world are a similar case. But the key point is that her birth was not Bibi Dong's wish.

The reason why Yan's few words broke Qian Renxue's defenses was that she was smart enough to figure out a lot with just a little hint. She had already guessed what her father had done back then. The fact that he tried so hard to hide his daughter's background actually explained a lot.

The collapse of her father's towering image and the realization that her mother, whom she had always blamed, was a victim nearly shattered Qian Renxue's worldview and caused her immense pain.

"If you really feel lost, you can ask your grandfather. I believe he will give you the right guidance."

Yan didn't offer much advice or suggest taking advantage of the situation to win the girl's heart. He had the desire but lacked the power to do so. All he could do was show his upright side. "What's past is past. You have to live for yourself."

Qian Renxue did not answer Yan, but silently got up and walked out of the side hall in a daze. She walked straight ahead and unknowingly arrived at the main hall. In front of her was a huge six-winged angel sculpture that was ten meters tall. In front of the sculpture, a person stood quietly with his back to the door and looked up at the pure gold statue.

This is the back view of a man. He is tall but not strong. He wears a simple gray robe and his long black hair is draped behind his head and neatly combed.

He stood there, giving off a very strange feeling. Qian Renxue, who possessed the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, felt a tremor in her heart. She couldn't help but look up and felt that the person in front of her seemed to be the Six-Winged Angel statue, and there was no distinction between the two.

Sunlight streamed into the main hall through the cracks in the windows, focusing entirely on him. Despite his simple attire, his mere presence inspired a sense of reverence and awe.

"Grandpa, Grandpa."

Qian Renxue's face was full of confusion, and she couldn't help but call out to the gray-clad man.

The man in gray slowly turned around. The special aura he had exuded earlier suddenly vanished. He looked to be only thirty or forty years old, with a handsome appearance and a faint smile on his face. His calm and serene demeanor gave people a very comfortable feeling.

This gray-clad man is none other than Qian Daoliu, the current strongest figure in the Spirit Hall, the former Elder of the Spirit Hall, the father of the former Pope, the Grand Elder of the Hall of Worship, and a level 99 Limit Douluo.

"Child, if you want to cry, just cry."

Qian Daoliu took a light step forward and was already in front of Qian Renxue with his arms outstretched. His movements were not fast, but when he arrived in front of Qian Renxue, the latter could not help but feel aggrieved and threw herself into his arms, bursting into tears.

Even the strongest person has a weak side. Qian Renxue's heart is dark at this moment. Her father's great image has collapsed, her mother's indifference has a reason, and her behavior over the years has been quite childish and excessive. How can a twelve-year-old girl bear all of this?

"Oh! You've suffered so much. It's better to have known sooner. Once you've cried it out, it will all be over."