Douluo: Qianyue was reborn, I am her own brother

The night was dark and heavy.

Tailong clutched his chest, walking home alone.

Tears welled in his eyes as he faced the outcome of being annexed and becoming a watchdog.

He could only swallow his pain and resentment.

"Grandpa, Dad, are you watching? This is our fate."

"This is how those we pledged allegiance to treat us!"

"…"

The sun rose in the east, illuminating the angel statue standing in the square at the foot of Wuhun City.

Wisps of golden faith power flowed around it.

Such scenes were almost everywhere on the continent.

Wherever there was a Spirit Hall branch, there would be an angel statue.

Some were large, some small, some flat, some three-dimensional.

Even in the slums, various angel god portraits circulated.

The Spirit Hall used the name of the angel to bring them warmth.

The faith in the angel god continued to expand, and power accumulated.

In the golden space.

There was no land, no sea, no wind, no clouds, only an empty sky.

At the very center of that sky.

Was a pyramid formed by ascending steps, a stairway to heaven.

Like an altar, at the top of the heavenly stairs, a six-winged sculpture held a sword pointing to the sky with one hand.

The tip of the sword bloomed with endless brilliance.

It was the source of the golden color in this space!

The other jade hand of the six-winged angel faced downwards, its curve extremely gentle.

Emitting a soft light.

As if to appease the masses below.

The eyes held both majesty and compassion, and the golden armor on her body highlighted her power.

Dong, dong, dong!

A melodious and ancient footstep sound came from the pyramid-like aerial altar.

A graceful figure, wearing only a plain white dress.

Barefoot, she stepped on the golden heavenly stairs.

Silently climbing upwards.

Like a devout believer, climbing the mountain to worship.

Without any cultivation.

She walked up these nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.

With each step, golden flames washed over the surface of her skin.

Bringing a strong burning sensation.

The pain went from the body to the soul.

Each time the burning sensation subsided, Qian Renxue regained her purest state.

Her mind was emptied, like a newborn infant.

Many things she couldn't understand could be focused on and ultimately solved.

Qian Renxue understood that this was an opportunity for a breakthrough.

Beyond level ninety-five, in addition to the accumulation of soul power, there was also perception.

Therefore,

When Qian Renxue understood, she had temporarily abandoned all distractions.

Forgetting the purpose of taking the Angel Sacred Sword.

Just climbing to the limit!

Occasionally,

The appearance of Qian Renjue would flash in her mind, every detail, without omission.

Among them, there was the graceful figure of Bibi Dong intertwined.

"Sigh～"

Above the golden altar, an inaudible sigh rang out.

The illusory Angel God floated like a ghost.

Next to her.

There were even strands of black wandering.

"Hmph! B*tch～ What are you sighing for? It's so annoying."

This black was actually a Fallen Angel.

"I'm thinking about the ninth trial."

The Angel God stared at Qian Renxue, not minding the insults she was used to hearing.

"You're already dead, what's there to think about."

The Fallen Angel rolled her eyes.

"And how can anyone achieve absolute fairness? If you could, how would I have appeared?"

"…"

The Angel God was silent for a long time, worriedly saying:

"That's true, but if you can't even face your weaknesses, what should you do?"

"I'm too lazy to deal with you, Goddess, always worrying about things that haven't happened yet."

The Fallen Angel really didn't want to waste any more power.

This power was the key for her to successfully take over the Angel Secret Realm's permissions.

She was still counting on tasting the pleasures of women here.

"Anyway, I will follow your request and let that kid come to do the test himself."

"Well, no matter the outcome, she will become a god."

The Angel God nodded slightly.

Now that the two had separated, the Fallen Angel wanted to devour Qian Renjue's vitality.

It no longer had much to do with her.

The only thing that made her uncomfortable.

Was that the Fallen Angel's appearance was exactly the same as hers.

Not to mention the textures there, even the number of wings was the same, both were eight-winged angels.

"Hmph! Besides her, who else can you choose?"

The Fallen Angel snorted coldly.

"Anyway, don't forget to give me your secret realm as a new house before you die completely."

"I'm not like you, I will keep my promise."

The Angel God said calmly, losing interest in communicating with the Fallen Angel.

She just stared at the bottom, where the white clothes on her body had burned away.

Qian Renxue was walking naked on the heavenly stairs, her eyes filled with anticipation.

The next ninth trial will not be a simple illusion.

But a mixture of reality and illusion!

Truth mixed with lies, what will she do?

Boom!

In an instant.

A surge of sacred power shot up from below.

"Success, level ninety-nine!"

The Fallen Angel's voice was clearly surprised.

A six-winged angel phantom burst out from near the top of the pyramid.

Bearing the suppression of the heavenly stairs, it continued to expand.

It immediately reached out, grabbing towards the Angel Sacred Sword at the top.

The Angel Sacred Sword stirred up golden solar fire.

The six-winged angel was immediately defeated.

"Heh, she's really impatient, but rules are rules."

The Angel God calmly retracted her index finger.

But her face was satisfied.

——

In a cozy room.

Snow-white hair, like snow, was spread on the bed, emitting the fragrance of snow lotus.

Xue Di, wearing a thin veil, curled up on Qian Renjue's bed.

Appearing cold and lonely.

The slightly cool sunlight hit the bed, the light seemed to penetrate her clothes.

Making the snow-like porcelain skin within faintly visible.

With an alluring luster.

Knock knock!

The door was knocked, and Hu Liena pushed the door open and entered.

Looking at the sleeping Snow Woman alone, she felt a bit fortunate.

Senior Brother didn't come back last night.

"Snow Woman, get up and wash up, we'll have breakfast later."

"Why didn't Qian Renjue come back?"

The Snow Woman opened her still hazy ice-blue eyes, still ethereal.

Only a golden figure was reflected within.

"I don't know, maybe Senior Brother hasn't finished his business in the Star Luo Empire."

Hu Liena shook her head in disappointment, her eyes filled with longing.

"Snow Woman, hurry up, let Little Flying Butterfly serve you to wash up."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

The Snow Woman reluctantly sniffed, and after Hu Liena left, she slowly got up.

"Snow Woman sister! Good morning!"

Little Flying Butterfly finished practicing Purple Demon Eyes and swooped down from the eaves.

Behind her were a pair of purple butterfly wings.

Vibrating in the refreshing morning light.

"Snow Woman sister, accompany me to the orphanage, let's find Da Ming and Er Ming to play with."

"Okay."

The Snow Woman agreed habitually.

"Help me comb my hair, wait for me to finish breakfast."

"No problem!"

Little Flying Butterfly happily flew beside the Snow Woman, following her into her room.

——

Far away in the Star Luo Empire.

Qian Renjue, who Hu Liena and the others were thinking about, had just woken up.

Wishing everyone a happy life!