Divine Aura

Bi Zihan looked at Qian Renxue ahead of him, wondering whether he should use his third soul skill or the necklace's power. But the thought only surfaced for an instant before disappearing.

His third soul skill was far too powerful, and with Doomsday Judgment's enhancement, it would be easy to injure Qian Renxue. Besides, although Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong did not get along, blood was still thicker than water.

As for the necklace's effect, it was better saved as a trump card and not used unless absolutely necessary. So, he could only end this quickly.

Doomsday Judgment spun in Bi Zihan's hand, its tip pointing directly at Qian Renxue. His mind was intensely focused, all the strength in his body gathering in his hand, while a wicked smile curled across his lips.

"Damn it, what are you smiling about?" Seeing Bi Zihan's smile, Qian Renxue's anger flared even hotter. Her longsword slashed ruthlessly toward him.

The two longswords collided. The power Bi Zihan had gathered in his hand erupted at the moment of impact, and the overwhelming force sent Qian Renxue retreating continuously through the air.

The black light Bi Zihan had released vanished at that moment. He dropped directly from the air to the ground, recalling both his martial soul and Doomsday Judgment. With the duration of his second soul skill having ended, he looked somewhat weakened.

Qian Renxue stabilized herself in midair. Looking at Bi Zihan below as he withdrew his martial soul, she descended from the sky and struck at him with her longsword.

"Enough. A match must have a proper beginning and end. This match is already over." Bibi Dong reached out and pulled Bi Zihan behind her, casting Qian Renxue a cold glance.

Seeing Bibi Dong's expression, Qian Renxue could barely suppress the fury in her heart. Her longsword did not pause in the slightest and continued toward Bi Zihan.

However, before the blade could touch Bi Zihan, Bibi Dong caught it with one hand. Bibi Dong glanced at the Grand Priest and flicked her fingertip. Qian Renxue's longsword instantly flew from her hand and landed on the ground before the Grand Priest.

"Xue'er, the match is over. Come back." The Grand Priest pulled the sword from the ground before him, placed a hand on Qian Renxue's shoulder, and drew her to his side.

With an angry look on her face, Qian Renxue glared at Bi Zihan behind Bibi Dong and said viciously, "Don't let me see you again. Every time I see you, I'll beat you up."

"Heh, as if you could beat me." Bi Zihan looked at Qian Renxue without yielding an inch. If the duration of his second soul skill had not ended, leaving him weakened and suppressed and countered by her domain, he would never have taken back his martial soul and come down first.

"If I couldn't beat you, why did you run just now?" Qian Renxue's chest heaved sharply, as if flames were about to burst from her eyes.

"You're a four-ring Soul Ancestor, yet in your own domain, you were being pressed down by a three-ring Soul Elder like me. What do you have to say for yourself? I ran because I couldn't be bothered to stoop to your level." Bi Zihan clasped his hands behind his head, looking utterly unconcerned.

"If you lost, you lost. Don't make excuses." Qian Renxue snorted coldly, her gaze fixed on Bi Zihan.

The Grand Priest looked at Bi Zihan standing behind Bibi Dong and remained silent for a long while. His eyes were completely calm, revealing nothing of what he was thinking.

Bibi Dong motioned for Bi Zihan to remain behind her and not come out, though vigilance flickered in her eyes.

"It was only a match. What does it matter who won or lost? If you insist on deciding a winner, then call this one a draw. Xue'er, we're returning to the Worship Hall." After giving Bi Zihan one final look, the Grand Priest turned and left with Qian Renxue.

As she turned away, Qian Renxue did not forget to glare at Bi Zihan, as though telling him that this matter was far from over.

Only after they had left did Bibi Dong turn around to look at Bi Zihan behind her. "Zihan, if you have no reason to, try not to go to the Worship Hall in the future. That old man Qian Daoliu is acting a little strange. This isn't like him."

"Alright, Mom, I understand." Bi Zihan nodded lightly in agreement. He too felt that Grand Priest Qian Daoliu's attitude had been far too calm. An angel should not have been so calm upon seeing a Fallen Angel like him.

"Mm. Go back to your room and rest for a while. If anything comes up, come find me in the study. I still have plenty of official business to review and handle." Bibi Dong stroked Bi Zihan's head, then turned and headed for the study.

Bi Zihan returned to his room and surveyed its furnishings. There were not many decorations, but it was exceptionally clean and tidy. Besides, Bi Zihan did not like overly elaborate decor.

Because he was weakened, Bi Zihan did not inspect the room any further. He lay directly on the soft, comfortable bed, preparing to take a short nap.

On the way back to the Worship Hall, Qian Renxue said unhappily, "Grandpa, why did you stop me from teaching that bastard a lesson? If it weren't for him, that woman wouldn't have been so displeased with me all this time."

"Xue'er, you may have misunderstood something. He isn't an illegitimate child, but Bibi Dong's adopted son. Bibi Dong's attitude toward you isn't because of him either; there is another reason. And he held back against you. Otherwise, you might not have been his match." Qian Daoliu's voice was as calm and still as an ancient well.

"Grandpa, are you saying I'm inferior to him?" Qian Renxue's phoenix eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

"Xue'er, I'm not saying you're inferior to him. But did you notice his soul rings?" Seeing Qian Renxue's expression, Qian Daoliu could not help but reveal a kindly smile.

"Doesn't he just have three Ten-thousand-year Soul Rings? What's so impressive about that?" Qian Renxue curled her lips, her voice carrying a trace of defiance.

"Those are not Ten-thousand-year Soul Rings, but Dark Gold soul rings. And he carries Divine Aura, so like you, he should be someone chosen by a god. But the aura on him is incredibly dark. Like his martial soul, it is pure darkness."

"Furthermore, I cannot act against him. That is an instruction from the God of Angels. As for why, I do not yet know." Qian Daoliu stroked Qian Renxue's head and gave her a simple explanation.

As the Angel God's divine envoy, he could naturally tell that Bi Zihan's soul rings were not Ten-thousand-year Soul Rings. He could also clearly sense the aura belonging to a god on Bi Zihan's body.