At the moment Yang Xiong broke through to Level 99, the entire Douluo world trembled, and even the gods felt a slight disturbance.
All the Limit Douluos on Douluo Star sensed something in that instant—a change in the heavens and earth, as if a special energy had emerged, making the world's order feel more complete.
Above Spirit City, after her last encounter with Yang Xiong, Qian Renxue had stopped concerning herself with Jialing Pass and returned directly to Spirit City.
She didn't visit Bibi Dong again but instead sat atop the highest point of Spirit City—the colossal Angel God statue. Her eyes were closed, as if she were contemplating the world.
Qian Renxue had already sensed the flaws in her divine soul and realized her divine seat was incomplete. Only at this highest point of Spirit City could she feel the true will of the Angel and make herself whole.
Spirit City was the heart of the Spirit Empire, and the Angel God statue was its core. It was where the faith-based power of the Angel God converged.
Qian Renxue didn't know how long she had been sitting on the Angel God statue. She began reflecting on her conversation with Yang Xiong, pondering her grandfather's lifelong dedication, and contemplating the source of this faith-based power.
As Yang Xiong had said, angels were the purest and most righteous beings in the world—only those who embodied absolute justice could inherit the legacy of the Angel God.
Qian Renxue's ability to inherit the Angel God's legacy stemmed from two factors: she was the last inheritor of the Angel God, and Qian Daoliu had sacrificed everything to pave the way for her ascension. One could say that Qian Daoliu spent his entire life forging this path to godhood for Qian Renxue.
Unfortunately, neither Qian Daoliu nor Qian Xunji, though descendants of the Angel lineage, could inherit the purest light and righteousness of the Angel God. They had strayed onto the wrong path.
Qian Daoliu had served before the Angel God statue for fifty years, yet he never understood the essence of the Angel God. Though the Angel God represented light and justice, these qualities were achieved through strength and slaughter. The first Angel God had massacred countless soul beasts and made immense contributions to humanity to ascend to godhood.
However, Qian Daoliu's retreat to the Angel God statue for half a century, allowing chaos and war to rage unchecked, deviated from the will of the Angel.
Qian Xunji was even worse—selfish and irresponsible, lacking the duties expected of a Pope, displaying only darkness and selfishness. He was a disgrace to the Angel lineage.
And Qian Renxue's mother, Bibi Dong, was the inheritor of the Rakshasa God. Qian Renxue's very existence was the result of the world's most evil acts.
Because of her parents' influence, Qian Renxue's martial soul wasn't as perfect as the Six-Winged Angel, her divine inheritance trials encountered problems, and even her thoughts were flawed.
However, the Angel lineage was ancient, and the faith-based power accumulated over tens of thousands of years by the Angel race was their contribution to the Douluo world.
Thus, under the baptism of the faith-based power on the Angel God statue, Qian Renxue's mind gradually became whole. The distortions within her began to fade, and even the sword mark Yang Xiong had left on her brow started to disappear.
In particular, there was a wisp of black energy within that sword mark—it originated from the deepest recesses of Qian Renxue's divine soul. But under the refinement of the Angel race's tens of thousands of years of faith-based power, the black energy gradually dissipated into nothingness.
Qian Renxue suddenly opened her eyes, golden light flickering in her gaze, as if she could pierce through the entire world. At this moment, the Angel God appeared infinitely holy, representing the purest light and justice in the world.
Qian Renxue had finally completed the final transformation of her divinity, fully inherited the Angel God's legacy, and purged the malevolent energy from her body.
"Yang Xiong, thank you. I have finally succeeded. From now on, I am the true Angel God. I will represent the purest light and justice in the world, and I will truly guard the order of the Douluo Continent."
But before Qian Renxue could revel in her success, the entire space seemed to undergo some kind of change. This wasn't just the emergence of a new powerful being—it was the world's rules acknowledging something.
A faint smile appeared on Qian Renxue's lips: "How interesting. I've just become the Angel God, the most perfect god in the world, and Yang Xiong, you've already broken through to Level 99."
"And you, merely at Level 99, are already able to grasp part of this world's rules and the order of the Douluo world. It seems I underestimated you."
"Nevertheless, I will never lose to you. Next time we meet, I'll show you the true might of the Angel Holy Sword. Rest assured—I will not lose to you."
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In a hidden place deep within the Great Star Dou Forest, Di Tian also sensed the changes in the world, his eyes revealing an extremely terrifying gaze.
"How is this possible? Yang Xiong is only at rank 98. Even if he reached Level 99, his strength shouldn't be this overwhelming, nor should he be able to grasp the rules and order of the world. Even the gods of the divine realm might not reach this level. Could it be that something has changed in Yang Xiong?"
Di Tian stared intently at a spot in space: "My Lord, you must be careful. I fear this Yang Xiong may pose a threat to you. Everything has exceeded your expectations—and probably even the expectations of the gods in the divine realm."
Di Tian's gaze shifted toward a location in the Great Star Dou Forest, and he couldn't help but shake his head: "My Lord, it seems what you said is coming true. The gods will soon face trouble. When that happens, the balance of both the Douluo world and the divine realm will likely change. I hope our soul beast race won't suffer any harm, and I hope our race can rise to glory. I hope the choice we made last time wasn't a mistake."
As Di Tian had said, his protection of Tang San back then was because he valued Tang San's fortune, Tang San's identity as the son of a soul beast, and Tang San's status as the inheritor of the Rakshasa God.
Unfortunately, fate was unpredictable. This Tang San was even more talented than Di Tian had imagined, and far more stubborn and radical. To exact revenge, he would stop at nothing, and it remained uncertain whether this would ultimately benefit or harm the soul beast race.
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In the core region of the Great Star Dou Forest, it appeared as if an incredibly fierce battle had taken place. Everywhere was littered with ruins.
Xiao Wu lay unconscious on the ground, no longer sensing anything around her.
Originally, Xiao Wu had been playing with Titan Giant Ape and Sky Azure Bull Python while helping the two hundred-thousand-year soul beasts recover from their injuries.
But at a critical moment, Xiao Wu seemed to sense Tang San's arrival, her eyes lighting up with joy.
"Third Brother, you've finally come out! I told you not to hide in that secret place. The Great Star Dou Forest is relatively safe—as long as that evil woman doesn't launch a full-scale attack."
"Besides, what does it matter if Qian Renxue becomes a god? Could she possibly wipe out the entire Great Star Dou Forest? If she did, the human soul masters would suffer a massive gap in their ranks."
Tang San slowly approached Xiao Wu, his face filled with inner conflict. His bloodshot eyes emitted a strange black aura, making him look extremely eerie.
"Xiao Wu, you are the person I love most. I won't let anyone hurt you. For you, I'm willing to sacrifice everything—even my life."
Xiao Wu immediately threw herself into Tang San's arms, clearly overjoyed: "Third Brother, you're the one who truly cares for me. We will always be together—no one can separate us."
Tang San gently stroked Xiao Wu's head, his eyes filled with tenderness, savoring this rare moment of peace.
But at that moment, a wisp of soul power suddenly surged from Tang San's hand. Even Xiao Wu, now a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse, couldn't react in time and collapsed unconscious.
Normally, with Xiao Wu's strength and reaction speed, it would be impossible for her to be knocked out so easily. However, her complete trust and dependence on Tang San had left her unguarded.
Tang San held Xiao Wu in his arms, his face contorted as if his soul were being torn in two.
On one side, he appeared ferocious: "Father, Mother, I will avenge you. I will become the strongest in the world. I will make Qian Renxue pay, destroy the Spirit Empire, even at the cost of my life."
On the other side, he seemed deeply conflicted: "Tang San, what are you doing? You swore to protect Xiao Wu forever. You cannot harm her or her family. Doing so will only break her heart."
These two opposing thoughts swirled endlessly in Tang San's mind, like two extremes colliding. His head felt as if it might explode, and his soul began to twist.
As time passed, Tang San gradually calmed down. He gently stroked Xiao Wu's hair as she lay unconscious, his eyes filled with determination: "Xiao Wu, you must understand. Everything I'm doing is to protect you. I won't let anyone hurt you."
"Sooner or later, Qian Renxue will come for revenge. My father died at her hands, and given her ruthlessness, she will surely come to eliminate all threats. Everything I'm doing is for our future. I absolutely cannot lose to Qian Renxue—or to anyone. Even if it means eternal damnation, even if it makes me a sinner, I will do whatever it takes."
Tang San's tender gaze gradually turned fierce, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve—and even a hint of madness.
This was the true Tang San—ruthless in achieving his goals, stopping at nothing. Perhaps this stemmed from his past life as a killer in the Tang Sect. In his eyes, eliminating all dangers was the first priority. The iron rule of the Tang Sect dictated that all enemies must be eradicated preemptively—this was the education Tang San had received since childhood and the belief ingrained in his very bones.
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