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In the Spirit Hall of Spirit City, under the illumination of golden light, Qian Renxue's entire body seemed to be undergoing its final transformation.
The last piece of the Angel God's armor had begun fusing with her body, and her entire form was merging into a unified whole. All six soul bones were now visible.
At this moment, Qian Renxue's body and soul were evolving in an entirely new direction. Even her blood and bones were transforming—her blood turned golden, and her skeleton resembled divine armor.
Within the golden radiance surrounding her, a faint human figure could still be seen—it was Qian Daoliu. His eyes were filled with excitement and deep affection.
After an indeterminate amount of time, when Qian Renxue opened her eyes again, the skies above Spirit City were bathed in golden light.
This light soared into the heavens like ten thousand rays of dawn, its power felt across thousands of kilometers. Whether human or soul beast, all could sense the overwhelmingly holy presence emanating from above Spirit City—a manifestation of the purest light in the world.
Qian Renxue's soul rings had also evolved, now displaying six black, three red, and one golden ring. The original nine-ringed soul master had condensed a tenth soul ring.
Especially remarkable was the golden soul ring, brimming with boundless power. Even the three Limit Douluo of this world would feel immense pressure from it, sensing the vast gap between gods and humans.
Yang Xiong and his group had been sailing on the sea for over ten days and were now very close to Hanhai City.
At this moment, everyone sensed an extraordinarily terrifying aura emanating from the east, so overwhelming that it was almost unbearable to look at.
Ning Rongrong appeared deeply worried: "Little Bear, what is this aura? It feels incredibly powerful—stronger even than when the Deep Sea Demon Whale King transformed into a dragon."
Yang Xiong stared intently at the horizon: "It seems my calculations were correct after all. Qian Renxue has finally ascended to godhood, becoming the first among us to do so. From this point on, everything will change, and even I will have to step forward."
Ning Rongrong was shocked: "Little Bear, how can Qian Renxue be so powerful? She actually became a god! But didn't she lose to you multiple times?"
Yang Xiong nodded: "I did defeat Qian Renxue several times, but her talent truly is the strongest seen in the Douluo Continent in nearly ten thousand years. Her innate soul power starting at Level 20 and her Six-Winged Angel martial soul are the pinnacle of martial souls."
"This is also one of the reasons I brought you all to the sea to obtain soul rings. I couldn't wait any longer—I wanted to see what it truly means to face a god."
Ning Rongrong quickly interjected: "But gods are incredibly powerful! Little Bear, I'm worried about you, and I'm worried about Father and the others. They're currently fighting against the Spirit Empire, and now that Qian Renxue has become a god, I fear she might target them."
Yang Xiong's expression grew solemn: "Qian Renxue is the first god to appear in nearly ten thousand years. Though gods are powerful, I refuse to believe she can surpass me. I refuse to accept that the gap between gods and humans is insurmountable, and I refuse to believe that humans can never defeat gods."
Whether it was Ning Rongrong or the others, everyone was astonished. They hadn't expected that Yang Xiong's painstaking efforts to obtain his ninth soul ring were solely to challenge a god.
Yang Xiong continued: "What can a god do? The Deep Sea Demon Whale King eventually reached god-level strength, yet I'm not afraid of him in the slightest."
"The greatest difference between gods and humans is that their bodies, souls, and divine power undergo evolution. Gods represent a higher realm of cultivation for soul masters—a transformation beyond ordinary limits. Perhaps, given Oscar and Rongrong's talents, reaching godhood might only be a matter of time."
Ning Rongrong worriedly said: "Little Bear, Father and the two Grandpas are still at Jialing Pass. I fear Qian Renxue might unleash a massacre."
Yang Xiong chuckled: "If it were another god, I might feel some fear. But I know Qian Renxue's personality well—proud, arrogant, and disdainful of fighting with ordinary people. As the inheritor of the Angel God, she embodies light and justice. She cannot commit wanton slaughter or exterminate others without cause."
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At Jialing Pass, all the soul masters felt the changes occurring in Spirit City. Only the birth of a true god could exude such an overwhelming aura.
Especially prominent was the aura's holiness and brilliance—traits unique to angels.
All the soul masters of the Spirit Empire were ecstatic, particularly the six elders and the Angel Legion, who had always worshipped the Angel God and regarded Qian Renxue as their true master.
The emergence of the Angel God signified the fulfillment of the Spirit Empire's ten-thousand-year pursuit. The Angel Clan would once again shine with the glory it had possessed ten thousand years ago.
Even Bibi Dong was astonished, bordering on madness.
Bibi Dong harbored immense hatred for the Angel Clan and longed to destroy its foundations. Yet, the inheritor of the Six-Winged Angel martial soul and the Angel God's divine position was none other than her own daughter. No matter how ruthless she was, she couldn't bring herself to harm her own child.
However, her hatred for angels ran so deep that her feelings toward Qian Renxue were complex. On one hand, Qian Renxue was a reminder of her humiliation; on the other, she was her biological daughter, bound by blood.
Caught in this chaotic relationship, Bibi Dong's mind had grown increasingly deranged, leading her to gradually become the inheritor of the Rakshasa God and descend into madness.
Unfortunately, after her continuous battles with Tang San, though Bibi Dong's Spirit Devouring Spider Empress absorbed vast amounts of killing intent and energy, something changed within her after losing to Tang San and Sword Douluo.
The original Rakshasa God power began to weaken. In the contest for the Rakshasa God's divine position, she had ultimately lost—not just the divine title, but everything.
Even Bibi Dong's ambitions were forfeit. Though the Spirit Empire had reached its peak during her reign, she no longer held absolute control over its forces.
Now, the only ones she could truly command were four Title Douluo elders, a large number of ordinary soul masters, and the so-called seven great administrative sects.
But in the face of overwhelming power, all of this seemed incredibly fragile.
Qian Renxue had far more supporters than Bibi Dong—six Worships and the Spirit Empire's elite Angel Legion. In terms of high-level strength, Qian Renxue's faction already far surpassed Bibi Dong's.
And now that Qian Renxue had broken through to Level 100 and ascended to godhood, all of this became irrelevant. Bibi Dong, the emperor of the Spirit Empire, might soon become a laughingstock.
On the other hand, the Tian Dou Empire's situation was reversed. Initially, both sides had lost or injured Title Douluo, and Bibi Dong herself had suffered significant injuries. The Tian Dou Empire held a slight advantage.
But now, with Qian Renxue's ascension to godhood, the tide had turned completely.
No one could guess the true extent of a god's power. Especially the terrifying aura emanating from Spirit City, which far surpassed the strength of an Limit Douluo.
If Bibi Dong were to arrive at the battlefield of Jialing Pass, the remaining forces of the Tian Dou Empire might not even be enough for Qian Renxue to slaughter.
Especially Tang San, whose expression now twisted with frustration.
Tang San's soul power had already reached Level 97, making him the youngest Title Douluo in history at that level.
Through various strategies, he had finally defeated Bibi Dong, and the Rakshasa God's favor had clearly shifted toward him.
Since entering the Jialing Pass battlefield, Tang San noticed that his soul power resonated with Bibi Dong's. They were competing fiercely, as if vying for the Rakshasa God's favor.
This was one of the reasons Tang San had fought so hard against Bibi Dong, striving to crush her.
Unfortunately, even though Tang San succeeded, his current situation left much to be desired. If he could absorb his final two soul rings and two soul bones to reach Level 99, he would undoubtedly ascend to the Rakshasa God's position.
At that point, his strength would soar once again, and his influence on the battlefield would reach unprecedented heights. Rebuilding the Hao Tian Sect or restoring the Tang Sect would then be mere words away.
But fate intervened. The tides of battle shifted rapidly, and Qian Renxue had unexpectedly ascended to godhood, shattering all of Tang San's plans.
Aside from Tang San, everyone else was deeply moved. Even the mighty Sword Douluo, gazing at the radiant light above Spirit City, grew unusually serious.
Though Sword Douluo had visited Slaughter City, he didn't fully comprehend the true power of a god. Now, feeling Qian Renxue's aura, he realized it far exceeded that of Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu—something no human soul master could hope to withstand.
Whether it was Emperor Xue Ye or the other Title Douluo, they all felt an overwhelming sense of despair, as if a colossal mountain pressed down upon them.
This included Yu Xiaogang, who had always accompanied Emperor Xue Ye.
Over the years, Yu Xiaogang had assisted the Tian Dou Empire in cultivating soul masters. With Tang San as his outstanding disciple, his status had risen considerably.
For years, Yu Xiaogang had served as the Grand Tutor of the Tian Dou Empire's soul masters and had joined Emperor Xue Ye on this campaign, becoming one of the empire's key decision-makers.
But witnessing the sudden downturn in the Spirit Empire's fortunes, with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's revenge seemingly within reach, Qian Renxue's ascension to godhood at this critical moment shattered all hope.
Retribution now seemed impossible, and the three great sects might face annihilation.
In Spirit City, Qian Renxue appeared supremely holy, though tears glistened faintly in her eyes.
"Grandfather, I've finally succeeded. I will fulfill your wishes and let the light of the Angel illuminate the entire continent. My Spirit Empire will endure for ten thousand years."
"Yang Xiong, I've become a god. From now on, I will never lose to you again. The humiliation you inflicted upon me, I will repay tenfold, a hundredfold!"
"Anyone who dares to defy my Spirit Empire will be torn to pieces!"
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