Inside the bar, Strangers sat in small groups, confiding in each other, the aroma of alcohol slowly filling the air.
Qian Renxue's exquisite face held a hint of sorrow. As the Angel God—no, as the former Angel God—her recent life could only be described as utter chaos.
The people around her had posters of Tang San plastered in front of them, as if it were some great honor, recounting his heroic deeds.
Listening to the sounds around her, Qian Renxue grew even more annoyed, continuously drinking the wine in her hand.
Ever since Spirit Hall's defeat in the War of the Twin Gods, everything seemed to go wrong.
Everyone was recounting Tang San's great achievements, while Spirit Hall had completely become history, a mere backdrop.
Its former glory had finally ended, and Spirit Hall's contributions to Soul Land had been thoroughly slandered by Tang San.
In the current era, Spirit Hall was like a rat scurrying across the street.
Qian Renxue took a small sip of the wine in her glass, not listening to the surrounding praises of Tang San. She gently shook her head, already numb to such words.
Perhaps this is how my life will be—solitary forever. My angelic looks, yet no one dares to associate with me.
Simply because Qian Renxue was the former Angel God!
Although she was currently only an eighty-ninth-level Soul Douluo, no one still dared to associate with Qian Renxue, not even speak to her, let alone flirt.
Qian Renxue chuckled, lamenting the unpredictable nature of life. Not intentionally using soul power to dispel the alcohol, her small face was now slightly flushed.
Su Chen sat in the center of the bar and immediately noticed the striking Qian Renxue. Stunning!
Qian Renxue's presence made all the surrounding women fade in comparison.
Her unparalleled beauty and exquisite face drew everyone's gaze.
However, he only looked for a few moments, because he still had work to do—he had to sing.
Su Chen wasn't averse to street performing. After all, wasn't the god in Genshin Impact next door also performing?
Suddenly, A mechanical voice sounded in his ear,
Soul Land System successfully bound!
It's finally here!
The endless stream of transmigrators, and the ever-present system—it's finally arrived!
The mechanical voice sounded again.
Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Divine Spirit Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel!
Congratulations to the host for obtaining: God King - Underworld God Divine Position! Congratulations to the host for obtaining: One hundred levels of soul power!
Congratulations to the host for obtaining: King's Talent!
With the help of the system, Su Chen became a god in a single day!
Now, with a slight movement, Su Chen felt world-destroying power. He could create space with his bare hands and ascend instantly.
Su Chen understood.
He was already invincible from the start.
As the elegant accompaniment gradually began, everyone slowly became enchanted, immersed in the world of music.
Unbeknownst to them, the song had already stirred everyone's memories.
All the people below the stage were shocked. They hadn't expected Su Chen's music to possess such empathy!
Even Qian Renxue couldn't help but stop drinking, her eyes filled with sadness.
A thousand readers, a thousand Hamlets.
This song seemed to strike Qian Renxue's heart directly, and memories from deep within her heart resurfaced.
The painful memories made Qian Renxue furrow her brow slightly, and she downed the wine in her hand.
Perhaps feeling it wasn't enough, Qian Renxue ordered several more bottles of wine, drinking them as if they were water...
The scene of her farewell with Bibi Dong was still vivid in her mind...
Perhaps Bibi Dong wanted to see me suffer even before she died.
Alas, there are no "what ifs" in this world.
Many past dreams could now only be realized in her sleep.
When Su Chen finished singing, cheers erupted from below the stage.
Qian Renxue still hadn't fully recovered...
After refilling her glass, Qian Renxue picked it up and looked at the distant starlit sky.
She drank it all...
Bibi Dong's phantom seemed to appear before Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue wanted to reach out, but she couldn't bring herself to, afraid the dream would shatter.
But in the end, the phantom slowly dissipated, as if bidding Qian Renxue a final farewell.
It wasn't just Bibi Dong who vanished, but the entire Spirit Hall.
Every flower and tree that once stood there had ultimately turned to ash.
Two streams of clear tears now flowed from Qian Renxue's golden eyes.
It was regret, self-reproach, and sorrow.
She reached out to grasp it, but found only emptiness.
Afterward, Su Chen slowly walked out of the bar alone and looked up at the night sky.
A shooting star streaked across, and a new star rose.
The air outside was cool, and Su Chen knew.
A new life had begun; his Soul Land life had begun!
At this moment, Qian Renxue's cheeks were flushed, like a tempting red apple!
Qian Renxue felt a little dizzy, her cheeks flushed.
She didn't want to sober up; she wanted to drink until she couldn't anymore.
Just then, Qian Renxue also followed him out.
Su Chen looked at the beauty before him. Her golden hair and golden eyes, along with the divine aura emanating from her, made her seem even more elegant. Her exquisite face was captivating.
Her figure was also superb, curvaceous and very well-endowed.
She basically fit Su Chen's aesthetic perfectly.
Su Chen had transmigrated to the Soul Land, but he had spent these past days in bars and hadn't encountered many Soul Masters.
It was only through his conversations with the guests that Su Chen knew.
He had arrived too late.
He had arrived in the Age of Fallen Gods.
In this era, there was no longer a Spirit Hall; only the desolate, lingering Angel Temple remained.
(End of Chapter)