First Generation Angel God's Love! Lu Lang!

"A monster... who's lived for twenty thousand years?"

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This realization completely shattered Bibi Dong's understanding of the world.

A Titled Douluo's lifespan was merely a few hundred years. Even a Limit Douluo barely reached a thousand.

Twenty thousand years—what a terrifying span of time that was!

"Qian Renxue's master is actually an ancient figure who existed in the era of the First Generation Angel God and the Sea God."

Countless thoughts churned in Bibi Dong's mind.

No wonder. No wonder he could kill the seven-hundred-thousand-year Evil Eye Tyrant with a single palm strike!

No wonder his "Evil Eye Pendant" ranked on the Heavens Exotic Treasures Ranking's Golden Ranking!

So he wasn't even a person of this era!

Qian Renxue's thoughts drifted in another direction. She watched the image of her ancestor, Qian Yuhan, gazing at Master Lu Ming with undisguised adoration and infatuation in her eyes. An even more absurd notion surged into her mind.

"And... our Qian Family's first ancestor, Qian Yuhan... she liked him too?"

This discovery made Qian Renxue find it almost ridiculous for a moment.

She couldn't help but curl the corner of her mouth in self-mockery.

"Me and an ancestor from twenty thousand years ago... we fell for the same man?!"

Even more laughable was that both the ancestor from twenty thousand years ago and herself, twenty thousand years later, tasted the same bitterness of loving without being loved.

Qian Renxue suddenly felt an inexplicable urge to laugh. Her laughter carried a hint of release, and also a hint of helplessness.

"No wonder. No wonder every generation of Angel Gods established an ancestral decree: never fall in love, never enter a relationship."

"So... it's because Ancestor Qian Yuhan pursued my master, got rejected, held a grudge, and then set this rule?"

"..."

This guess struck her as both absurd and utterly real.

Then, an even more important question surfaced in her heart, making her breath catch.

"Over twenty thousand years ago, Master's cultivation had already reached the Titled Douluo level..."

Qian Renxue lowered her head, looking at her slender ankles wrapped in golden war boots, feeling the surging divine power within her. Yet that power felt utterly insignificant before Master's unfathomable strength.

"So now... just what level has Master's cultivation reached?!"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath. Her purple eyes flickered with solemn light as she gave her judgment in a low voice.

"At the very least... he must be a god."

Just as their hearts were shaken, the "Heavens Ranking List" in the sky once again bloomed with dazzling golden light.

Qian Renxue's reward had begun to descend!

A thick golden pillar of light fell from the heavens, enveloping Qian Renxue like a miracle.

Warm and vast energy surged madly into every limb and bone of her body.

"Wuum—"

Behind Qian Renxue, nine spirit rings materialized on their own.

Six black, three red.

This was her original spirit ring configuration.

But under the baptism of the golden pillar of light, a sudden change occurred!

The first ten-thousand-year spirit ring trembled violently in the golden light. Finally, with a crisp hum, it transformed into a dazzling blood-red!

Hundred thousand years!

Then came the second, the third, the fourth...

Black rings turned red!

In just a few short breaths, all nine spirit rings behind Qian Renxue had transformed into the blood-red color representing the ultimate peak!

Nine hundred thousand year spirit rings!

An unprecedented, terrifying pressure radiated from her, sweeping across all of Jialing Pass!

But this wasn't over yet!

The soul power within her body surged like a floodgate opened, skyrocketing wildly!

Level 100... Level 105... Level 110...

Level 115... Level 120...

Finally, this explosive momentum slowly came to a halt, stabilizing firmly at a brand new height.

Level 128!

The divine rank classification: levels 100 to 110 were Rank Three Gods, levels 111 to 120 were Rank Two Gods, and levels 121 to 140 were Rank One Deities!

Levels 141 to 150 are Quasi-God Kings; above 150 is the supreme God King!

At this moment, Qian Renxue had already crossed the threshold, ascending in a single step to truly become a powerful Rank One Deity!

Not like before, when she only held the First Level Angel God Position but lacked the strength to match.

"..."

At the same time, Qian Renxue's appearance and figure were undergoing earth-shattering changes.

Her already Peerless Beauty face was now refined as if it were the most perfect creation of the gods, every inch of her skin flowing with holy radiance, flawless without a single blemish.

Her golden hair moved without wind, cascading to her waist, strands seeming to carry the flow of stars within them.

Her figure became even more perfect—a golden-ratio silhouette with Exquisite Curves.

Those long, beautiful legs encased in golden soft armor appeared straighter and fuller, exuding a sacred and inviolable beauty.

An aura of transcendence, rising above all living beings, naturally emanated from her, making all who saw her forget the mundane and feel reverence.

Meanwhile.

In the distant God Realm, unreachable by Mortals.

Within an Angel Temple shrouded in mist and holy light.

A woman was lazily leaning against a White Jade railing, holding a cup of Divine Wine, quietly gazing at the eternal Silver Moon of the God Realm.

She wore a simple White Divine Dress, its hem fluttering gently in the wind, revealing a pair of bare Jade Feet, crystalline and translucent.

Her posture was graceful, her Jade legs long and elegantly crossed; even in a casual pose, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

She was the first generation Angel God, Qian Yuhan.

After passing down her divine position, she had secluded herself in this temple, detached from worldly affairs for countless ages.

"Sigh..."

A soft sigh, carrying the loneliness of ten thousand years, drifted through the silent night sky.

Just then, a massive light curtain spanning heaven and earth unfolded without warning across the sky of the God Realm.

Qian Yuhan furrowed her brows slightly, lifting her eyes to casually glance over.

But that single glance made her freeze entirely.

She saw herself, she saw Poseidon, and she saw... the figure who had haunted her dreams for twenty thousand years.

"Smack!"

The jade cup of Divine Wine slipped from her hand, shattering on the ground.

Qian Yuhan abruptly straightened her body, and in her once-calm eyes, a thousand waves surged.

"Lu Lang?"

Her voice carried the deep emotion and trembling of ten thousand years suppressed.

"I never thought... I would still... see you again."

She reached out her jade hand, as if to touch the face of the White-clothed man in the light curtain, but all she met was emptiness.

A trail of clear tears slid down her cheek.

"Back then, I confessed to you, offering to bring you into the God Realm for eternal life and boundless freedom through the ages, but you... you mercilessly rejected me."

"Lu Lang..."