After Lu Yuan accepted the assessment, there had been no movement at all. He was actually quite anxious. He had truly grown sick of staying in the God Realm long ago.
Asura God was muttering to himself, while Lu Yuan, inside the Angel Temple, frowned at the same time. He sensed that faint, intermittent feeling of being watched again.
"Truly relentless!" Lu Yuan frowned, his eyes carrying a trace of displeasure. This life of constantly being monitored, like being in prison, had truly become unbearable to him.
"It would be better to head to Dragon Valley sooner. The sooner I become a god, the sooner I can break free of these restraints."
Lu Yuan's gaze narrowed slightly as he murmured softly in his heart.
Whoosh! The Angel Temple was suddenly flooded with boundless golden light. A sacred, pure aura of light filled the entire hall as a golden figure slowly appeared within it. A powerful, terrifying aura burst forth from her and charged straight at Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan immediately came back to his senses. The corners of his lips curled faintly as his own aura surged forth like a sharp sword, cleaving the incoming pressure neatly in two.
Lu Yuan's gaze focused. Before him stood Qian Renxue, clad in dazzling crimson-gold armor, with five pairs of snow-white wings behind her back and the Angel Sacred Sword in hand. She looked sacred and majestic, valiant and graceful.
Her golden eyes gazed at him, carrying a faint smile.
Although he had already glimpsed Qian Renxue's appearance after becoming a god through his Double Pupils at the inheritance grounds, when she truly stood before him, Lu Yuan was astonished to discover just how beautiful she had become.
Her features had not changed much, but her skin had grown even fairer, flawless as