Meeting, Angel God Position
Wang Xian'er slowly pushed open the coffin lid, revealing the golden light that had been escaping from the cracks.
Golden light emanated from the coffin, quickly filling the entire crypt.
"This is!?"
Wang Xian'er's heart pounded wildly as she looked at the contents of the coffin before her.
Inside the coffin, the Angel God Qian Renxue from ten thousand years ago still looked exactly the same, lying there quietly as if she were asleep.
Dressed in Angel Divine Armor, with her hands clasped in front of her, holding the Angel Sacred Sword, she closed her eyes in deep sleep, as if she might awaken at any moment.
Above its head, a multifaceted golden crystal floated silently.
A warm golden light emanated from it, giving Wang Xian'er a warm and welcoming feeling.
Her heart was pounding wildly, almost bursting out of her chest. If it weren't for the life Soul Core stabilizing her, she felt she would have already had a heart attack.
Swallowing hard, Wang Xian'er cautiously reached out towards the crystal.
As if sensing Wang Xian'er's movement, the crystal slowly moved closer to Wang Xian'er's finger.
Both sides were very careful, as if they were afraid of frightening each other.
"Um!"
After a few breaths, Wang Xian'er's fingers finally touched the crystal.
The moment the warm sensation entered her mind, Wang Xian'er felt a blur before her eyes, and her consciousness instantly entered a golden world.
The whole world was like a golden ocean, boundless and without any decoration.
Only at the very center of this world, a stunningly beautiful figure sits quietly.
And this person was none other than Qian Renxue, whom she had seen lying in the coffin in the outside world.
"After all these years, someone has finally come..."
Just as Wang Xian'er was cautiously observing Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue, who had been keeping her eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
Those eyes seemed to contain boundless wisdom, filled with the marks of time and history.
He just quietly looked at Wang Xian'er.
Looking at the three pairs of Angels wings behind Wang Xian'er, he felt both regret and admiration.
"Senior Qian Renxue!?"
Wang Xian'er's heart was pounding, but she maintained a calm demeanor and respectfully bowed to Qian Renxue.
"You're quite good. You've managed to get this far on your own, which is much better than what I was like back then."
Qian Renxue stood up from the ground and looked at Wang Xian'er with emotion.
Limit Douluo is a hurdle, and those who can cultivate to the Limit Douluo on their own are geniuses among geniuses.
As she stood up, the golden world around her began to change, with buildings that appeared ancient to Wang Xian'er gradually rising from the ground.
Finally, with the appearance of the three large characters "Spirit Hall," Wang Xian'er understood what this building actually was.
"Can you walk with me for a bit?"
Qian Renxue extended an invitation to Wang Xian'er.
"It would be my great honor."
Wang Xian'er, having calmed her turbulent emotions, replied with some respect.
Then, led by Qian Renxue, the two began to stroll around the "Spirit Hall".
The Spirit Hall is extremely exquisite; from the buildings to the flowers, plants, and trees, everything seems to exist in a real place.
"How much time has passed since my era?"
Qian Renxue looked at the Spirit Hall building in front of her with hope in her eyes. She had constructed it all with her Spiritual Power, and it was all the Spirit Hall she remembered.
Looking at them, it's as if they're still there.
"It has been about ten thousand years since the era of our predecessors."
Wang Xian'er answered cautiously.
"Ten thousand years?"
Qian Renxue gave a bitter smile and didn't ask any more questions about the Spirit Hall or the Angel Tribe.
Because she knew that after the Spirit Hall's defeat, both the Spirit Hall and the Angel Tribe would be implicated. Although they wouldn't disappear completely, they would definitely not have a good life.
"Can you tell me what happened in the last ten thousand years?"
Qian Renxue led Wang Xian'er out of the Spirit Hall and began climbing a mountain.
"Since ten thousand years ago..."
Next, Wang Xian'er gave Qian Renxue a general account of the development of the Douluo Continent over the past ten thousand years, omitting Zhu Zhuqing's presence in the process.
Ancestor Zhuqing was involved in the fight against the Spirit Hall.
Shrek Academy, Sun Moon Continent, the decline of the Tang Sect, Holy Spirit Cult, Evil Soul Master, Soul Tool.
The Douluo Continent has developed rapidly in the past ten thousand years; it's a pity I haven't had the chance to witness it.
Qian Renxue sighed after hearing this.
If she hadn't insisted on her own way back then, she and her mother might not have ended up like this today.
Now she is just a Remnant Soul, and it is estimated that she will completely dissipate soon.
But before that, she needs to carry on the legacy of the Angels.
"Would you like to hear my story?"
Qian Renxue led Wang Xian'er to the mountaintop, where there was an even more exquisite building.
Worship Hall!
Seeing the door, Qian Renxue didn't push it open and enter directly, but instead looked at Wang Xian'er and asked.
The sound was very soft and exceptionally pleasant to the ear.
"I would like to hear the details."
Wang Xian'er dared not refute and could only nod. Moreover, she was very curious about Qian Renxue's story. She wanted to see how Qian Renxue's story compared to the one circulating in Shrek.
Then Qian Renxue began to tell her story in detail, from her parents' twisted relationship to her birth, from her Innate Level 20 Soul Power to her more than 20 years of undercover work.
From their first meeting with Tang San to their Tang San fight, from suppressing Tang San Tang San being defeated by him.
Qian Renxue recounted her life story as if she were an emotionless machine, as if she were afraid that someone would forget her.
Wang Xian'er could only listen to Qian Renxue's story while feeling pity for her. Based on her experience, she knew that Qian Renxue was actually very pitiful.
But at the same time, it was also incredibly foolish. After all, in her description, she had too many opportunities to kill Tang San, but she let him go because of those bizarre excuses, which gave Tang San enough time to develop.
Therefore, she had no thoughts about Qian Renxue and the Spirit Hall's defeat. With this kind of mentality, who else could defeat the Spirit Hall if not her?
"After the defeat, my mother perished because of the attack from the Asura Demonic Sword that was meant for me."
However, I was fortunate enough to be spared by Tang San because my divine position Shatter, but my strength dropped to level 89 and I could never recover it.
The injuries and the Shatter my divine position mean that although I am still alive, my lifespan is almost over.
In the very end, before I died, I had two coffins made, one for myself and one for my mother.
After asking Hu Liena to help with the burial, I was buried with my mother.
I originally thought that I would completely disappear after death.
But I never expected that my Shatter divine position would protect my soul at the last moment.
Although my soul survives in the divine realm, I do not wish for it to be so.
The Angel God Position was Shatter because of me, but in the end it was it that protected my soul.
So, in order to atone for my sins, I began to use my soul as a thread to guide the Angel God Position Angel God Position and carefully repair the damage to it.
After all, as a former Angel God, my soul has a very high compatibility with the Angel God Position.
I don't know how much time I spent repairing and patching it up, but I finally finished restoring the Angel God Position not long ago.
As Qian Renxue spoke, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted, as if she had accomplished something particularly worthy of pride.
At the same time, he placed both hands on the door of the Worship Hall Worship Hall and pushed it open forcefully, then walked in without hesitation.
Watching Qian Renxue disappear into the Worship Hall, Wang Xian'er gritted her teeth and followed her in.